Escape from the Sly Door [Unlimited Stream]

Sure enough, the coffin king did what he said, the door of the silent room can be opened independently, and it will not be closed and cannot be opened without ghosts blocking it.

But whenever he walked too far, he would meet either Jiwei, Shen Jiqiu or that King Xia. In the huge palace, Mo Mo didn't see a single servant.

When he asked this question, Gengwei would laugh, and the flowers would tremble wildly.

The female ghost king said, "There are, but you can't see them."

After that, he didn't see the coffin for a few days. He heard from Shen Jiqiu that the king was very busy, and the ghost capital was already saturated, but there were still a steady stream of ghosts pouring in from the outside world. In addition to the three kings he saw, there were six other people who made this place into a mess, and they were all working outside. Before this, they were all very leisurely masters.

"Then why don't you go out now?" Mo Mo thought, if the three of them left, then he would be free.

There was a smile in Shen Jiqiu's eyes, although he couldn't tell whether it was a real smile or a fake smile, "We take care of it differently, the six of them have fiefdoms, and the three of us are in charge of overall planning."

Shen Mo discovered that the ghost capital is actually no different from the real world. Every world, even the ghost world, has its established rules and systems.

Shen Jiqiu looked at the young man, as if he knew what he was thinking.Click on the fan in his hand: "There are still differences."

"Strength is the king here..." Before he finished speaking, Jiwei pushed the door open and entered.

Looking at Silence very interestingly.

The corner of the mouth raises a narrow smile

"The king is looking for you."

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In fact, what Shen Jiqiu said was correct, the coffin was indeed very busy, almost to the point of being overwhelmed, but whenever he spared some time, he wanted to ask that little guy to come and see him.

When Shen Mo saw the man, he couldn't help but flinch a little, as if the instinct of an animal was resisting the ghostly aura of the man.

"Sit down a little bit."

The man was sitting on a high stool, holding a book in his hand, with a stern expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one who said that just now.

Mo Mo looked at King Xia at the door, who was as cold as his armor, and consciously moved his stool towards the man.

"Shen Jiqiu has already told me, have you found the ninth person yet?"

Silence doesn't know if the abilities of the nine people are specific, but it is obvious that whenever a person dies, there will always be a person who awakens the ability again in this world.

Before the ninth person was found, Xu Cheng and the others were still alive.

"Are you sure you can repair the dragon's veins with our blood?" It is said that the abilities of the nine of them come from the dragon's veins, and returning them when the dragon's veins are damaged may be able to make up for the loopholes, but this is just a hypothesis. There is no case.

"If you must, start with me." As soon as Shen Mo said, the man had already closed the book in his hand forcefully, and his deeply frowned brows fully showed his displeasure.

"Didn't you forget all about it?" The young man raised his head, his eyes were completely different, his brown eyes and long eyelashes looked even more pitiful in the halo. "Then you don't have to worry about my life or death."

The man directly covered the book in his hand on the table, his tone was cold and almost unreasonable: "You don't need to worry about these things."

The man obviously did not intend to disclose the place of imprisonment to Silence.

"What about the others?" Shen Mo raised his head, "Where are the others besides those seven?"

"Do you care about them?" The surrounding temperature dropped several degrees Celsius, and the black in the field of vision replaced the residual red at dusk. The man's tone was deep and deep: "What you should worry about now is yourself."

"I just want to know if they are dead or alive." The scene before the coma is still vivid, bloodstains and corpses all over the ground, the current coffin is indeed the king of the ghost world, and he will show no mercy to Sly Hand... If Zhao Jia and the others... Mo Mo shivered from the cold, and couldn't help tightening his coat with both hands.

A hand brought back his lost sanity, silently raised his head and looked at the handsome face enlarged in front of his eyes.

In those empty eyes is the frosty silence that has covered thousands of years.

The pale lips opened and closed, and the words that came out were like hell's undead song: "It's not impossible to spare your companions, they have no effect on me, but...you have to do something to make me happy."

Shen Mo lowered his head, the man had already left, only the robe soaked in the cold fragrance reminded him of the fact that he got along just now.

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"Don't leave the palace. It's not as safe outside as it is here. Even if we go out, we may not come back unscathed." Geng Wei hugged a thicker quilt for Shen Mo, and Shen Mo sat at the table and said doubtfully: " Is it that messy already?"

"That's right. In the past, it was only the turmoil in the realms other than the ghost city, but now the impact is getting bigger and bigger. As long as there are too many ghosts pouring in, even the ghost capital can't hold the ghosts from the tens of millions of realms." Jiwei Pressed on the bed and made the quilt with his own hands, Shen Mo watched and quickly got up to do it himself. It is too unreasonable for a good king to be his maid now.

"Why are human beings so troublesome?" Afraid of the cold, heat, hunger, insects and snakes, Jiwei couldn't help sighing again: "It's so fragile."

"That's not bad," Shen Mo took off the pillowcase and put on a matching pattern, "Sometimes something that is fearful is not necessarily a bad thing." Turning to look into the astonished eyes of Ji Wei, "Isn't this how people take steps?" become stronger?"

Jianwei couldn't help but took a step back, and covered Meiyan's face with one hand while the young man raised his eyebrows.

"Hahahahahaha, hahahaha... Yes, you are right."

The female ghost raised her complicated and excited eyes, and her beautiful eyes looked straight at the human in front of her. "My sister really likes you more and more."

Seeing the other party's sudden excitement in silence, he shook his head, and continued to put another pillow on.

In the next second, Gengwei came up spontaneously like a beautiful snake: "It would be great if all human beings were as interesting as you... Little Momo, my sister tells you, you must never leave the palace. If you are killed by a ghost, sister I really can't bear it."

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, thinking, it's your boss who is killing me now.

The silence was settled, watching the other party holding the changed quilt and about to leave, he suddenly called to stop Wei.

"What's the matter, Xiao Momo?"

"There should be books in the ghost hall, right?" Maybe there can be information about the dragon's veins or the address of the prison, or even a map of the ghost capital.

"Yes, there are two places with the most complete books, the library at the innermost side of the palace, and the king's bedroom."

Eh?

Shen Mo asked why, and Ji Wei's answer was that Wang would only appear once in a long time, and each time he didn't have most of the memories, and he had too many things to take care of, so naturally a library was opened outside his dormitory and study.

The coffin had already forgotten how many hours he had been working outside, and when he returned to the room and opened the door, he saw an unexpected person.

Seeing him put down an ancient book that was bigger than his face in his hand, the young man raised his hand to say hello.

After Shen Mo said hello, he saw the man glanced at him and walked directly beside him to the desk not far away.

Shrugging his shoulders and keeping silent, he lowered his head and continued to read.

Time passed by like this bit by bit. There are layers of thick hardcover books stacked on the huge and imposing bookshelves. A handsome and slender young man is sitting on the brown leather sofa. In the distance, on the square solid wood desk The tall and handsome man was looking down at something quickly with a quill pen in his head.

All of this is very novel to Shen Mo. The man with the same face has richer knowledge than the coffin face, and is more mature and wise. It may also be that the coffin face has never shown this side in front of him before. Jiang Lingbi was like an ascetic monk who was isolated from the world and covered with fog, and the King of Lingbi was a real night emperor. The longer the silence, the less able to equate the person in front of him with the person he knew.

"What are you looking at?"

The man did not know when he had put down the pen in his hand, and met the young man's distracted gaze.

Shen Mo raised the book in his hand to cover his face. "nothing."

There was no sound, but the silence was felt, an invisible coercion gradually approaching, until a black shadow gathered above the head.

Mo Mo put down the book at once, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man's phoenix eyes looking down.

"What do you want to know, why not ask me directly."

Mo Mo had learned to be smart, he knew that he would not tell him where Zhao Jia and the others were even if he asked the Coffin King directly, instead he said, "What do I have to do to let you release Zhao Jia, Mengtai, Zhang Chen and Huang Xu?"

What does he want?Looking at the docile and beautiful eyebrows of human beings, what exactly does he want... What is that anxious emotion in his chest...

"Heh," the human laughed softly, the book in his hand slipped onto the thick armrest of the sofa, the young man's slender body slowly stood upright, and his face like a blooming autumn orchid gradually enlarged in his field of vision... …

There was no wind, but he saw a strand of hair fluttering in front of his forehead, and a pleasant fragrance drifting past his nose...

Slightly warm on the lips...

Shen Mo just touched his feet tentatively, and just as his heels hit the ground, a male voice suddenly came from behind the man.There was a flick of silence.

"My lord, I found hundreds of Ghost Wings moved to the south..." Shen Jiqiu just knocked on the door with a stack of documents.

"go out!"

Along with the angry scolding, the closed stone door almost slammed into the face.

The man hugged the stiff back tightly, clasped the back of his head with one hand, and lowered his head once again to grind deeply.

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When Shen Mo came out with his head down, there was no one in the corridor, and he didn't know if the ghost king heard it, anyway, he didn't feel very good now.

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