He is the top strongman of the ghost clan, the fourth-level spiritual emperor, and the younger brother of the ghost clan leader... His name is Gui Wuyou! In the ghost clan, he is inferior to ten thousand people! "Your Majesty..." A servant ran in

, he knelt down halfway, lowered his head, and slowly crawled over.

This is Gui Wuyou's quirk, in this ancient palace that belongs to him alone.

Except for his brother's level, no one is allowed to look at his face when he comes in.

Whoever sees who will die! "What's the matter?"

"Gui Wuyou's voice was a bit sharp, like an oriole's, but it also contained a sinister tone.

"Your Majesty, the evil tribe has news about that treasure..." Cong Weiwei said.

"you sure?"

Gui Wuyou stood up suddenly.

"Absolutely true."

"Giggle..." Gui Wuyou smiled in a manly and feminine manner, showing both charm and weirdness.

Soon, Gui Wuyou stopped laughing and walked outside.

He said to himself: "Since there is news, the evil tribe should also take care of it! Forget it, I will reluctantly become their king."

The attendant never raised his head from beginning to end, but he didn't know when he started, and the ground he was facing down was already covered with sweat... on the other side.

A monkey walked casually into a dense forest with its hands behind its back.

Under an old tree, Xu Antian stood.

"Is the matter settled?"

Xu Antian asked.

"I'm doing something, don't worry, Gui Wuyou has already gone."

The monkey said hey.

"That's good."

"How's it going over there, big brother?"

"Good."

"When will big brother come over here?"

The monkey rubbed his hands and asked excitedly.

"Soon."

"Then I'll wait."
Chapter completed!