Chapter 508

The mountain god led the people back. Xue Xiaobao checked the number of people, and there were only a few of them in each of the twelve.

"Old man, really keep your promise. Don't worry, I will take you there." Xue Xiaobao said with a smile, then walked to the mountain god and whispered: "I want to enter the ghost city."[]

"Now?" Old man Wu looked up at Xue Xiaobao and asked in confusion.

"Yes, it's now." Xue Xiaobao said affirmatively.

The old man san thought for a moment after hearing this, and said suspiciously: "Why are you so anxious to go in? Is that box filled with what the Ghost King wants?"

Xue Xiaobao laughed and muttered a few words in his ear. The old man Zao looked dark and said angrily: "It's inappropriate to talk nonsense."

Xue Xiaobao disagreed. He knew that the mountain god would not believe what he said, but the mountain god did not want others to see that he did not believe in these trivial matters.

The twelve people and the little god stayed in the thatched hut. Xue Xiaobao and the mountain god went to the ghost city. Before they could walk under the city gate, they saw a handsome middle-aged man standing on the city gate, holding a folding fan in his hand, gently tapping on his hand, and a faint smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Xue Xiaobao smiled and said, "The Ghost King is very anxious." At this point, Xue Xiaobao paused for a moment, and then said, "What do the national master think?"

The mountain god frowned, then took a deep breath, slowly stretched his eyebrows, and said lightly: "You know too much."

"It may not be a bad thing to know more. Sometimes people who die often know nothing. Please give me some advice from the national teacher." Xue Xiaobao smiled deeply.

"You can teach me!" Old man Wu hesitated for a moment and complimented.

While the two of them were talking, they came to the city gate. The Ghost King said slowly: "Young Master Xue is honest and trustworthy. I am willing to make friends with you."

"Don't dare not, be honest and trustworthy, Xue is ashamed of taking responsibility." Xue Xiaobao bowed his hand and raised the box with both hands, looked at it and said, "The thing is inside. Please check it out. I hope His Majesty the Ghost King will release my brother as agreed."

The Ghost King smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and a black mist attacked Xue Xiaobao. Xue Xiaobao only felt that the world was covered with black, and his limbs could not move. When the black mist was closer, he could hear ghosts crying and wolf howls, and the shrill screams made people feel frightened. It seemed that there were countless evil ghosts roaring in the black mist. Xue Xiaobao closed his eyes, stabilized his mind, secretly chanted Taoist scriptures, closed his facial features and spiritual consciousness, as quiet as water.

Seeing this, the Ghost King was stunned. He was shocked and blurted out, saying, "This little guy actually has the determination to not be disturbed by the "Soul Devouring Ten Thousand Ghosts". I... underestimate him..."

Xue Xiaobao's magic power seemed insignificant in front of the Ghost King. Although he secretly chanted the Taoist scriptures, his mood was still broken by the soul devouring of thousands of ghosts. He kept enduring again, with super extreme patience.

Liang Yongjing secretly helped her, but she was definitely not the opponent of the Ghost King, and she did not dare to confront the Ghost King head-on.

The Ghost King opened his mouth, and the black fog instantly retreated from Xue Xiaobao and was sucked into his abdomen by the Ghost King.

Xue Xiaobao sat on the ground with his butt, trembling weakly. A trace of blood oozed out of his eyes, nose, ears and mouth.

Xue Xiaobao's chest was undulating, gasping heavily, and suddenly raised his head, staring at the ghost king on the city wall with bloody eyes. "I often hear people say that you don't joke. Today, Xue has seen it. It seems that not every emperor will abide by the word "Just" and it is no wonder that there are so many foolish monarchs in Wudao."

"This is... who drove this? Why didn't you find it last time?" Xue Xiaobao murmured to himself.

"Haha, you'll know when you go in." The Ghost King smiled and walked in.

The lady welcomed at the door said politely: "Welcome."

Xue Xiaobao sounds very familiar. Could it be that it was a fat man? Oh my god, this guy is so developed. Judging from his popularity, he will still talk about it leisurely.

There is a restaurant outside, and the yard inside is a gambling house. The gambling house and the brothel are integrated. The rich men are full of soft jade, flirting with love and drinking flower wine, and betting on the silver that looks like stones.

Walking further to the yard inside, there was a hall filled with customers. They all looked up at the front desk with their heads raised.
Chapter completed!