"Welcome to the Empress!"
"Welcome to the Empress!"
"Welcome to the Empress!"
A series of sharp bows came from the Zhizha army, and the eyes of all the onlookers turned to the area where Ming Jiuye was standing.
"Husband, it seems that someone is dissatisfied with me being the emperor. Do you think...should I challenge him?" If Wuyou didn't react at this moment, she would really be a fool.
In front of all the clans, he stabbed people with paper to welcome her. Wasn't it an obvious way to disgust her?
Damn it! Who the hell is so talented!
"Don't go, my husband will take care of it." Ming Jiuye raised his hand and wanted to summon the King of Hell to work, but was stopped by Wuyou.
"Husband, didn't you say that the Hungry Ghost Festival is a very important day? If you don't come forward, others will think that we have no master in the underworld." The crowd was called to the door of the house, how could Wuyou swallow this bad breath.
After hearing what she said, Ming Jiuye had no choice but to put Wuyou down and let her stretch her muscles.
"Be careful."
Even if these paper-pierced people were cast with ghost magic, they would have no effect on Wuyou. The fate of the emperor and the empress could not be touched by these dead animals.
Just when all eyes were confused, a man dressed in red walked out from among the thousands of ghost faces, his long black hair dancing in the wind.
She pulled off the ghost mask with one hand and threw it forward. The mask suddenly exploded in mid-air and turned into sparkling gold, paving the way before her.
Under the full moon, her eyes were like water with a hint of coldness, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. As her steps fell, the ethereal sound of copper bells overflowed from under her skirt, and everyone who heard it was a kind of Obsessed and stupid.
She walked leisurely to the river and did not stop. Even though the bank and the river were uneven, she still walked flatly, making everyone on the bank sweat for her.
The moment the Styx water touched her feet, wisps of light burst out. Step by step, thousands of flowers and trees were quickly stepped on.
Everyone on the shore exclaimed and admired!
In fact, there are many little creatures in the River Styx, who are not bound by the underworld and ghosts, and are free. They welcome Wuyou's arrival in special ways.
Wuyou stopped when she was about half way away from the paper boat. She lazily raised her arms and waved them casually a few times.
A ray of Styx water followed her movements, intertwining into a sacred and majestic throne. She stepped forward and sat on it without any scruples.
On the high back of the throne, five skulls carved with precious stones are inlaid, forming a huge crown. It can be vaguely seen from it that each skull shows a sharp, majestic, and even terrifying look. Feeling of oppression.
Because the water of the Styx is blood red, it blends in with Wuyou's red clothes, as if she is the king of the endless hell and the real master of the Styx.
"A group of dead creatures are worthy of me, the Queen, to stand up and greet you. Stop being ink-stained and come on!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the painting style of the paper-tied army suddenly changed, and a murderous aura arose everywhere.
The summoned Tenth Palace Yama half-bowed and looked confused, "Emperor, the show we prepared was ranked third in the draw. This is not what we prepared in Fengdu!"
King Qin Guang was wearing a grinning ghost face at this time, which looked very funny. The Nine Palaces of Hell behind him were also wearing similar masks. A group of smiling ghosts surrounded Hei Wuchang. There was no sense of violation in this scene.
"Emperor, now..."
"No, if you want to play, let's take a look." Ming Jiuye stood in the stands with a gloomy look on his face. Who was so brave that he dared to set up a trap to harm his wife?
"yes"
On the Styx River, the Zhizha people formed a battle formation and surrounded Wuyou in the middle.
A dark grimace tilted its head and said to the green-faced ghost beside him: "This situation is very unfavorable for the empress!"
"It's a pity that I don't know how to drink water! I can't help you." The man in front of Qing Gui muttered in a low voice, frustrated.
The figures of the paper-tied figures moved together, the breeze blew by, and the paper accessories on their bodies rustled. The people of Fengdu on the shore were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
"How to do how to do……"
There are also many wild spirits in the River Styx, which are extremely ferocious. Little ghosts who have not yet entered the "world" dare not approach or set foot in it.
"Cackle, cluck..."
Zhizharen let out a harsh laugh, and Wuyou ignored it. He played with a small silver cube in his hand and looked at the behavior of these strange artifacts with disdain.
After a long time, Zhizhao just walked up to her and said, "Too slow!"
She looked impatient and jumped up, igniting the private seal with a light touch. At the moment when the paper tie was stained with blue flames, she whipped her long legs and kicked it towards the army of paper tie. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, done in one go.
The blue flame was blown by the wind, like a fire snake, burning between the paper-shaped figures.
In an instant, all the Zhizha army was burned to ashes, and the Zhizha ship was not spared either.
Just when everyone thought it was over, Wuyou suddenly felt her insides burning, like a volcano boiling in her heart. Unable to hold back the salty taste in her throat, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Seeing that something happened to her, Ming Jiuye immediately appeared in front of her from the stands and held her firmly in his arms when she was crumbling.
"what happened?"
"Husband, I seem to be dying..."
At this time, all the kings of hell also appeared. They rushed forward nervously and did not dare to ask. They could only stand aside and jump around anxiously.
"ah!"
There was a miserable ghost cry, and Wuyou immediately said with relief, "Husband, let me down quickly."
"You, you, you...what is that dripping from the corner of your mouth?" At this moment, Ming Jiuye could smell a hint of fruity sweetness, and this girl almost scared him to death.
"Ha... Husband, smell it, doesn't it smell good?" The people on the banks of the River Styx were dumbfounded. What on earth is going on? Weren't you still vomiting blood just now? How can I show affection now?
"Then you just..."
"If I didn't win the bid on purpose, could she show off?" Wuyou's long and narrow eyes revealed a glint of fox.
"You dare to lie to your husband. I'll deal with you when I get back!" Ming Jiuye glared at her pretending to be angry. This girl actually didn't believe him.
"Husband, it was an impromptu act, it really wasn't intentional, I swear!" She didn't know that this stupid thing would dare to use witchcraft and ghost skills to drive paper sticks against her. "She wants to kill me, and I can't spare her."
"My husband can't spare her!" Ming Jiuye put his arm around her waist and stood with his hands behind his back.
"Bring her to me!"
Today he will be publicly executed in front of the people of Fengdu!
