The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

Those cold, deep black eyes looked very much like Ruan Yuan's.

This thought suddenly popped into Yan Xue's mind, and even she was startled.

How could she think of that big devil!

"Junior sister?" Xu Linghe looked at her somewhat white lips and frowned in confusion.

Yan Xue hurriedly shook his head, throwing away those strange thoughts, "It's okay."

"Xiao Hei" breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, his identity was not discovered.

The two of them rode the spiritual crane and arrived at Fuyao Ghost Market within the time of burning incense.

On the top of the towering stone peaks, wooden pavilions were built, and each pavilion was a trading point.

From time to time, a few seventh-level toucans flew past among the stone peaks, attacking the casual cultivators in mid-air.

No wonder Fuyao Ghost Market requires the realm of the Spirit King to enter.

If it had not reached the realm of the Spiritual King, it might have entered the stomachs of these toucans.

Ever since Xu Linghe came to Fuyao Ghost Market, he felt as carefree as returning home.

He led Yan Xue and greeted the guard guarding the door cheerfully, "Where are you standing guard? After your shift is over, can I treat you to a drink?"

Unexpectedly, the guard didn't appreciate it at all, and said with a cold face, "Don't get close to me, I don't know you."

Xu Linghe could only smile awkwardly.

Yan Xue twitched the corner of her mouth slightly helplessly, she knew that this senior brother was not reliable.

She is now beginning to wonder whether Fuyao Ghost Market is an asset in the name of the third senior brother.

The guard's sharp gaze swept over Yan Xue's body, and he gathered his spiritual energy to detect the cultivation level on her body.

Then, he frowned slightly.

Just as the guard was about to say something, Xu Linghe put his arm around his shoulders familiarly and quietly stuffed a bag of spiritual stones into his arms.

"Good brother, please be accommodating."

"Rules are rules..." the guard said with a stern face and strong words.

The smile on Xu Linghe's face froze for a moment, and out of sight of Yan Xue, he pulled out a green and gold black token from his waist.

Seeing this token, the guard took a deep breath and looked at Xu Linghe's eyes with longing and respect.

"You two, please come in." The guard took a step back and gave way to the door.

Xu Linghe smiled carelessly and hooked Yan Xue's shoulders, "When you are away from home, your senior brother is still a bit thin-faced."

There was a sudden pain on the back of my hand.

He was pecked by something sharp.

Xu Linghe took back his hand in pain. His eyes were suspicious and appraising as he stared at the little black bird on Yan Xue's shoulder with an unpleasant look on his face.

He stared for a moment, but didn't see anything unusual.

But why was this bird staring at him so unkindly, and it seemed like he had never offended it?

Doubts flashed through Yan Xue's black eyes, and he patted "Xiao Hei" on the head with a hint of reproach, "This is my senior brother, not an enemy."

Hearing this, "Xiao Hei"'s eyes were on fire and he turned his head angrily.

"Have you become so angry? It's like someone..." Yan Xue muttered softly.

Even though the last words were spoken extremely quietly, they were still heard by Ruan Yuan.

The corner of her mouth twitched indifferently, and she thought to herself: When did she get so close to Xu Linghe?

Yan Xue comforted "Xiao Hei" on his shoulder, and Xu Linghe on the other side also rented a flying spirit beast.

The two of them have not yet settled down on the flying spirit beast...

Suddenly, a dull and powerful voice sounded from behind.

"Stop! She is not in the spirit king realm, and according to the rules, she cannot enter Fuyao Ghost Market."

Yan Xue pursed her thin lips slightly and looked at Xu Linghe with mocking eyes, "Didn't Senior Brother say that there will be no problem?"

Xu Linghe scratched his head to cover up his embarrassment and hurriedly explained to her, "I'll handle it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped off the spiritual beast neatly.

Looking towards the source of the sound, five or six tall guards surrounded a man and a woman, never leaving.

Xu Linghe's eyes lit up, he turned to Yan Xue and raised his chin proudly, "Junior sister, I just said that my face will not be a problem, they are not causing trouble for us at all, let's leave quickly.

"and many more."

Yan Xue looked at the man and woman from a distance, the corners of his lips turned down coldly, and the look in his eyes was dark and unclear, with a solemn killing intent.

Why did Yan Fuming and Yan Zhiqing appear here?

"Xiao Hei" was keenly aware of the changes in her mood, and following her eyes, he felt that the two people looked familiar.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Junior sister?" Xu Linghe narrowed his eyes in confusion.

Yan Xue jumped down with a light movement, a bit of anger in her eyes, and her voice was as cold as ice and snow, "I'm sorry, senior brother, I have some personal matters."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards Yan Fuming and the others without waiting for Xu Linghe's answer.

She wanted to see what conspiracy they had in coming to a place like this?

Xu Linghe looked puzzled, but he still followed him honestly.

The commotion here also attracted many casual cultivators who were watching the excitement.

Looking at more and more people around him, Yan Fuming's old face became a little uneasy, his complexion was livid, and his jawline was straight.

Yan Zhiqing still looked frail, but there was a piece of white gauze on his frail and fair face.

The impartial voice of the guard rang out, "Everyone knows the rules of Fuyao Ghost Market. If you insist on going against the Ghost Market, we will permanently disqualify you from entering the Ghost Market!"

"Please, my daughter needs help from the ghost doctor. How can the ghost doctor heal her if she can't see her?" Although Yan Fuming's tone was a little softer, he could not change his arrogance and high-pitched tone that always commanded others.

After hearing what he said, the guard's expression did not soften at all, but instead became colder and more displeased.

Hearing this, Yan Xue's deep eyes suddenly lit up.

Yan Zhiqing was injured?

He was so injured that he asked the ghost doctor for help. Yan Fuming and the others must have sought help from other panaceas, but there was no solution.

Who did Yan Zhiqing provoke to actually let that person do this to her?

Yan Xue looked like he was watching a good show and wanted to take out the watermelon seeds to celebrate on the spot.

As expected, the guard told him slowly and word for word, "The rules are set by the Ghost King. If you can personally invite the Ghost King out, I will let you go."

After hearing this, Yan Fuming's face turned red with anger and his teeth gritted.

Where is the Ghost King that unknown people like them can invite if they want?

This is simply a big opening for a lion!

Yan Fuming was furious and wanted to confront the guard, but his sleeves were pulled by a pair of soft hands.

He lowered his eyes, the sullenness in his eyes was reduced by half, and his voice became gentle and kind, "Zhiqing, don't worry, dad will never give up on healing your injuries."

"Dad..." Yan Zhiqing's eyes were slightly red, and his voice was trembling just right and heartbreaking.

This scene of a loving father and a filial daughter moved the people around.

"Since we're asking for help from a ghost doctor, can't you gatekeepers make an exception?"

"Yes, this woman looks still young. If it delays her past cultivation, it will be more than worth the loss."

"Just let them pass quietly, we will never tell the Ghost King."

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