My host is always busy

Chapter 272 Rural Mysteries [22]

"Oh." Zhu Ling's indifferent look made the Little Ghost King feel a little weird. How could this stinky bitch be so calm? Is there any conspiracy behind this?
"What are you paying attention to? I can tell you, this king is the little ghost king after all. If you touch me, you'd better weigh your own weight!" The little ghost king stared at Zhu Ling vigilantly, speaking harshly Float backward.

"I can make any idea, just put something into your body, it's not a big deal, as long as you don't get angry, laugh, cry, or worry, and don't show any expressions or emotions, you will be fine, trust my expertise , well, since you don’t agree, I’ll go find other ghosts, Lord Ghost King, I wish you good luck.”

He waved his hand, led Lin Mingxuan, turned around and left, showing no sign of turning back.

The little ghost king felt the two people who didn't reply. He always felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was something uncomfortable. Even his chest felt like a sharp pain, like a needle prick.

Immediately panicked!
md, the most poisonous woman's heart, is indeed right. His biggest wish after becoming a ghost is to become an immortal. Is it so difficult?
"Stop!" The little ghost king floated forward and stood in front of Zhu Ling, with a sullen face, really expressionless, staring at Zhu Ling with his eyes, she turned to the left, and he also turned to the left.

"What, you still want to be beaten?" Zhu Ling, who raised his fists, was so aggressive that he really looked like a dominatrix...ah!She has the aura of a heroine.

"No, no, master, no, boss, I'm going now, can you untie it for me first?" The flattering words and expressionless face are a bit contradictory. Of course, Zhu Ling is very embarrassed by the approaching face. Unceremoniously raised his fist and punched him out, with such a bumpy face, what if he frightens the little cutie?
There are tens of thousands of ghost pages, but there is only one cutie.

Lin Mingxuan saw this obvious act of protecting the calf, and it was sweet in her heart. She was the first person other than her grandfather to protect him like this. The sweetness in her heart was like eating honey.

"Untie? Okay." Zhu Ling flashed light in his hand and motioned for the Little Ghost King to come over. A certain old ghost came over dubiously and signaled him to squat down. The Little Ghost King paused and could only do it.

Only then did Zhu Ling spread out his hand and put it on the little ghost king's head. After a few seconds, he nodded, "Okay, as long as you are obedient, I promise you will be fine."

"No, didn't you untie it for me?" The little ghost king immediately exploded when he heard this sentence.

"Be careful, stay tight, don't get angry, if you die if you don't do it well, you will be the one who loses more than the gain." Threats and the like are now more and more handy, the little ghost king almost didn't hold back, the word despair It's almost written on my face.

"What... were you doing just now?" The Little Ghost King seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the woman standing on the steps uneasily.

A possibility vaguely occurred to me.

"Of course I put a good thing in your body." Zhu Ling said it as a matter of course, the little ghost king collapsed instantly, but he couldn't show it, his face was expressionless, and his heart was already full of tears.

Did he not count his life well, why did he meet such a woman?
Ah ah ah ah ah!
"Do it well!" Zhu Ling raised his fist and made a cheering gesture, and with the kid's tearful eyes, he pulled Lin Mingxuan away happily.

As for the little ghost king, he flashed into the corner of the wall expressionlessly, picked up the branches on the ground, and drew circles.

After a while, it seemed that he had realized the reality, so he could only rush to the county seat to find the culprit, Wang Shangou, to see if he would kill him!
No, you can’t kill him, then fine, he can be disabled.

(End of this chapter)