Ghost King Amnesty

The ghost king came back from a pilgrimage with the ghost queen. The prince, the third king and the second princess were waiting together in the hall.

The black satin gown sewn with gold thread by the Ghost King symbolizes power and status.

"We're not here recently, do you have anything to share with us?"

After saying this, he must have heard some rumors,

"The little fox has been kept in the side hall by the third brother?"

The ghost king's face completely changed, gloomy, looking at Ling Che coldly,

Ling Lan sniffed the current atmosphere nervously, "It's just a cute little fox who was injured, and it will be fine to send it back when it's fully healed."

"Then second sister, is the injury healed? Huh?"

Ling Lan suddenly stopped what she was going to say, and looked at Ling Che. He didn't respond at all, and on the surface he didn't care, he didn't care.

"When I came here, I was seriously injured. The ghost doctor said that I still need to take care of it for a while."

"It's just a little fox, no one will care if you throw it anywhere."

"He is the great-great-grandson of the Fox Emperor."

Ling Che sat on the side, and said these words in a nonchalant manner, which proved Bai Qiao's identity.

Although the ghost clan controls the entire underground army, and the fox clan only has five barren lands, the peaceful coexistence of the sky, fox, ghosts, and wings can ensure the long-term peace and stability of the world.

"Then let's keep it first, and we can't bear this responsibility after we have raised people from the Huhu family to pick it up." The ghost queen gave the solution lightly, and gave the prince a wink.

He also shut his mouth tactfully, and walked out of the hall while supporting his queen mother.

night,

In Shenle Square,

The eldest prince walked to the bed, lifted the curtain, and looked at the little fox with a flushed face on the bed, sleeping soundly on his side, flicking the nine long white tails on one side.

Ling Yi sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking his cheek with his fingers,

"No wonder I, Chen, have been tempted. He is a lovely person."

Ling Yi's face was getting closer and closer to Bai Qiao, and at the moment when his face was close to his face, Bai Qiao suddenly opened his eyes vigilantly,

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

An unfathomable expression flashed across Baiqiao's eyes for a moment,

"eat you."

Bai Qiao retracted his tail in fear, and tried his best to hide behind,

Ling Yi pressed his whole body under his body with all his strength, unable to move, his lips began to approach gradually, Bai Qiao turned sideways, desperately pushing,

"Help, help...—"

Just when the elusive expression suddenly flashed back again, the door of Shen Le Fang was directly kicked open.

A black mist struck, and when Ling Yi turned around, he found that the bed was already empty.

The prince's guards broke in, "Prince, this is..."

"Ah Chen, I have also caught your weakness."

Bai Qiao woke up again, and was already lying safely in the Ring Spirit Hall, as if last night was just a dream...

The man in black sitting in the middle hall slowly picked up his teacup,

"woke up?"

"Why are you here?"

"This is my side hall."

Bai Qiao thought about it, and he was right.

"I called God Zheyan to pick you up."

"I don't want to go back yet..." Bai Qiao looked at him with disappointment,

"You're in the way here."

"okay..."

Ling Che once thought that everything would be fine after he left.

Zheyan Shangshen received the news and rushed to the ghost clan. Baiqiao has been missing for 3 years without any reason, and there is no news at all. It is impossible to say that he is not in a hurry.

When they arrived at the Ghost Clan, Zheyan sat in the hall and reminisced about the old days with the Ghost King. The old Fenghuang and the underground had nothing to do with each other, and the two of them talked with a bit of embarrassment.

Ling Che walked up to the main hall with Bai Qiao, and when he saw the Ghost King with his eyes closed, he knelt down and saluted like Ling Che,

Zheyan looked at Baiqiao, he did not appear to be injured, so he smiled relievedly,

"Then I will take this person away."

"Shangshen Zheyan, walk slowly, His Highness Baiqiao, walk slowly."

Walking out of the main hall, Bai Qiao inadvertently turned his head to look at the tall figure in black, but Ling Che didn't look back, his expression remained the same.

Bai Qiao's heart turned cold, he didn't feel sad, didn't say goodbye, and left the ghost clan with his head down and dejected without saying a word.

After returning to Taolin for a period of time, Baiqiao was no different from before. Every day, he fished by the river with his legs crossed, his long tail swaying casually, his face was covered with a straw hat, and he held a straw hat in his mouth. Root leaves, lazy and comfortable.

Taolin,

night,

Bai Qiao had just changed his clothes and lay down in the bamboo hut to rest, when a black mist hit, Bai Qiao was pressed on the bed just as he was about to get up,

"Who?"

Warm lips pressed against him, covering his mouth that was about to speak.

"Quiet."

Bai Qiao came to his senses, looked at the person beside him, "Why are you here?"

"Passing by."

He snorted coldly, the ghost clan and Taolin are completely in two directions, if you go to work, you can pass by here,

Ling Che turned over and lay beside Bai Qiao, with his thick right arm straddling Bai Qiao's waist, "Go to sleep."

"You want to sleep here?"

"Quiet."

"I don't want it, you go away, such a small bed."

"If it's not quiet, I'm going to do something else."

Bai Qiao turned his back to him, started to sleep sullenly, and grabbed the quilt, regardless of whether the people behind him needed it or not.

The next day,

Ling Che always wakes up right away. This habit has been maintained for nearly 18 years. Today, he woke up at the unprecedented time of Mao. He quickly got up and dressed, and looked at the time.

He was busy with military affairs, and often couldn't sleep at night, or slept lightly. This was the first time that he slept so comfortably and at ease next to someone, and even slept for an extra hour.

"evildoer."

After Ling Che finished speaking, he left Taolin, and Zheyan walked out from behind the screen after seeing the man leave, and looked at Baiqiao who was still asleep in the back room, feeling uneasy.

For the first time, the guards of the Three Kings failed to find Ling Che all night in the ghost clan. When he saw dawn, he walked slowly back to the palace and greeted him.

"Where did this go?"

"Peach Grove."

"My lord, it's not safe for him."

Ling Che put down the teacup in his hand, "Well, I know, I've cast the enchantment."

There must be a battle between the prince and the three kings. It is a good thing to send Baiqiao back early. If the guards hadn't come to inform that Baiqiao was kidnapped by the prince last time, the consequences would be disastrous.

As soon as he thought that the crown prince dared to do something under his nose, he couldn't help but grasped it.

Invincible and fearless Three Kings,

You have also moved your heart, and you have left your weaknesses.

"I slept so soundly for the first time last night."

Konoe understands that the three kings are busy with official duties every day, and they must be more careful about the open and insidious schemes of the ghost clan. Over the past 10,000 years, they have suffered from insomnia and light sleep, and they will gradually lose their bodies.

But with the appearance of Baiqiao, everyone felt that the Three Kings had undergone a huge change. They began to worry and fear for one person, and began to plan for one person.

Unknowingly, he walked out of the ghost clan, came to Taolin, and set up an enchantment so that the prince would never hurt him.

White Bridge is his antidote,

It is also his robbery.

In this life, he has lived too smoothly. He can get the wind when he wants the wind, and the rain when he wants the rain. The fighting continued, and no one could shake the entire underground kingdom, which was enough to witness how powerful Ling Che's army was.

The next day, when Bai Qiao got up, he saw a small soul lock pouch next to his pillow. He opened it and found a handful of ashes inside...

Bai Qiao didn't understand, but he still wore it on his body, and asked Ling Che next time he saw it.

**

Ling Che randomly changed his reason in the future, asking him to keep his ashes with him, without explaining the reason.

Bai Qiao and Ling Che would spend the night together once a year in Taolin, nothing happened, they just hugged him and fell into a deep sleep.

But Baiqiao's sleeping posture is too bad. I don't know if it's because of the lack of mana, or what to do. He always sleeps halfway, and a fluffy thing separates the two of them. I touched it, it was Baiqiao's tail, it always sticks out when he sleeps most comfortably.

He turned Baiqiao over, forcing the two to face each other, stroking his temple hair with his slender fingers,

"Axing."

The two of them who were still asleep were awakened by Ling Che's guard's overnight report.

"what happened?"

Ling Che was dressed in black silk pajamas, woke up and sat on the stone bench outside the bamboo house,

The guard stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Ghost King, you are dead."

"How come. We didn't do anything, compared to the prince's side."

"Could it be a princess?"

"No. Although she doesn't agree with her father, Ah Zhen has always respected her father."

"What now?"

"Prepare for the funeral."

Ling Che went back to the bamboo hut to take a coat, turned around and saw Bai Qiao rubbing his eyes,

"what happened?"

"nothing."

Baiqiao is used to Lingche every month. He will always set aside a day to teach him some mana, cook him a meal, and then compulsive sex until the next morning. There must be something urgent about this midnight outfit. to leave.

"Hui Guizu, you can't be so messy?"

Ling Che was a little anxious, and didn't care if his long hair was tied up.

Bai Qiao flicked his finger towards the air, a blue circle of light formed a mirror,

"Sit here."

Standing behind Ling Che, Bai Qiao helped him tie up his long hair in an orderly manner, combed it into a bun, and the red ribbon hair rope hung down long.

"Safe travels."

The two looked at each other affectionately,

It seems that we all know each other,

take another look,

That is tens of thousands of years later.

**

Back to the ghost clan, thousands of ghosts howled, the ghost clan was solemn,

When Ling Che entered the realm of the ghost clan, he immediately changed into his filial piety, walked into the main hall, and knelt down facing the spirit body of the ghost king.

"Father."

Ling Lan couldn't stop crying. Ling Yi supported his mother and sat in the throne, acting like a heir apparent.

The guard stepped forward quietly

"I'm afraid the crown prince will be announced today."

"Well, is everything ready?"

"Millions of soul ministers have arrived outside the palace."

The soul ministers are different from ordinary troops, they are all cultivated from dead bodies, they gather deep resentment, but they are extremely loyal, they are Ling Che's own secret army, and they have done many secret missions for Ling Che over the years.

Ling Che's eyes looked at the spirit body deeply,

There is no return to becoming a ghost king, only half of the ancient gods will return to chaos, but that will be a million years later, Ling Che's father, the ghost king, has notified the underground palace for nearly 50 years, and passed away suddenly. I understand that someone must have tampered with it.

If it wasn't for Ling Che, then it could only be the person next to the pillow.

The spirit body of the ghost king gradually began to disillusion, shining with green light, and slowly disappeared. The most precious thing of all ghosts is the ashes. The ashes of the Ling family are put together, and when the body returns to chaos, it will disappear like ashes. Dust, that is when it completely disappears.

The ghost king was wiped out, and the overall funeral was over. The Tian clan, Fox clan, Wing clan, and Suicun all entered the palace one after another to express condolences to their families.

When the Fox Emperor Baizhi entered the hall with his descendants, Ling Che couldn't help raising his eyes, and saw Bai Qiao walking at the end. Bai Qiao's gaze was always on Ling Che who was expressionless. He thought about it along the way. A lot of words of consolation, but it doesn't seem to be necessary.

Ling Yi stood up first to meet all the clans, with the posture of a ghost king,

Ling Che didn't step forward, as if he had tacitly agreed.

He didn't expect Bai Qiao to follow. Ling Yi knew that Bai Qiao was special to Ling Che, and he couldn't put Bai Qiao in danger. He gave Jin Wei a look,

The guard quickly got up and turned into a black mist, and took Baiqiao away.

Baiqiao followed behind Jinwei, ran frantically on the bridge of the ghost clan, passed Nagawa, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What are you doing?"

"The Lord has taken action today, and I am worried about you."

"But where is my father and grandpa?"

"They have high mana and won't get hurt. I'll send you to the Peach Forest Barrier."

"Enchantment?"

"For your safety, the lord has placed an enchantment near Taolin, the prince will never hurt you."

Baiqiao stopped in his tracks, shook off the guard's hand,

"What did you say?"

"The Lord has a heart for you, don't you understand?"

How could Baiqiao still not understand?

"Will he be in danger if he moves today?"

"Near death, the prince is powerful."

"Then I can't go," Bai Qiao said while turning his head,

The guard stepped forward and grabbed him,

"Your Highness, you have so many thoughts, let me protect you at such a critical time. You should let him feel at ease!"

"I, want, go, go." Bai Qiao's eyes were determined, forming a tough confrontation with the guard.

**

inside the hall,

The guests are all gone,

The ghost clan cannot be without a king for a day,

The officials of the ghost clan have already started preparing for the succession ceremony,

Ling Che said slowly, "Wait a minute."

Standing up in black, with long hair reaching waist, Mo Tong stared closely at Ling Yi,

"Brother is the prince, but no one said that the prince is going to become the king of ghosts."

Ling Yi burst out laughing, "Why, third brother, do you think there is anyone more suitable for this position than me?"

The ghost queen said lightly, "It seems that someone is going to rebel."

Ling Che just hooked his lips, he never smiles,

"It's just that the position of the ghost king is reserved for those with abilities."

Ling Che touched the ghost king's seat, and Ling Yi's eyes flashed a glint of success, and he looked at the ghost queen.

"Beat the stone with an egg."

In the blink of an eye, Ling Che pulled out the [Zhan Yuan] long sword from his waist and pointed it at Ling Yi's eyebrows,

Ling Yi stretched out his hand and summoned the blood-colored Kirin Blood Sword. The two of them were extremely domineering in every move, and soon they began to fight as if they were water and fire. For a moment, the water flow reversed, and the ghost clan flashed and thundered. The fighting sound was coming to an end. The strong bloody smell in the air made it almost suffocating, and the open places were full of bloody corpses.

Ling Lan quickly stepped forward to dissuade her, but was pushed to the ground,

Ling Che led Ling Yi directly to the Ruoshui River of the Ghost Clan,

"You don't even think about who is working hard for the ghost clan all these years."

"Hehehehe, Ling Che, you have great magic power, but you trust people too easily."

Ling Che raised his brows tightly, and a bad belief was born spontaneously.

turned back sharply,

Looking at the guards whom he trusted for thousands of years, restraining Baiqiao,

"Leave me alone." Bai Qiao's voice was already hoarse.

Both of them looked at each other in unison, Bai Qiao struggled desperately, there was only one person in his eyes.

Ling Che's eyes were bloodshot, seeing that the people closest to him actually betrayed him, compared to millions of soul ministers who had already betrayed him, he turned to Ling Yi,

"He is the prince of the fox clan."

Ling Yi raised the corner of his clothes and wiped the Kirin Blood Sword, "I knew it earlier, he is the one who is the least favored, he has been thrown in Taolin for so many years, even if he died in this battle, I can explain it as manslaughter. The Fox Emperor won't be sad, but if there are any consequences for such a pretty face, I'm afraid that Brother Wang will be distressed."

"Don't touch him."

Ling Yi laughed three times, "It's been so many years, and finally let me find your weakness?"

Love is everyone's weakness,

He is not armor, but he is really a weakness.

It was the first time Baiqiao saw Ling Che's helplessness. From the first time he met for saving his life, that man dominated everything. If you do your best, people are not grass and trees, hate can't last long, but love has already arisen spontaneously.

He stole his heart, without him, he could not imagine a lonely life.

Abandoned by his parents in Taolin since he was a child, except for Zheyan and fourth uncle Bai Zhen who came to visit occasionally, Ling Che was the first person who sincerely protected him, and it was also the first time he was truly emotional.

That kind of feeling is very clear, not for gratitude, but for love.

Bai Qiao saw that Ling Yi's sword was aimed at his chest, and he didn't resist.

Just one sentence, "Let him go."

Throwing away the [Zhan Yuan] in his hand,

Ling Yi's sword pierced his chest without hesitation, and the sound of flesh and blood cracking exploded in his ears, but he couldn't feel the pain. When he fell precariously, his bloody eyes were still staring at Baiqiao. Gradually, a trace of satisfaction was revealed.

Enough, enough, saw one last look.

In the blood-colored world, he had already approached and held Ling Che in his arms. He wanted Bai Qiao not to cry, but when he opened his mouth, he only spurted out streams of hot blood. His pupils gradually opened, and he seemed to have returned to When we first met...

"You can't die! You can't! Ah Chen, look at me!"

Bai Qiao hugged the man covered in blood and cried, the pain was so painful that he couldn't get enough of it, only his weeping was left on the whole battlefield,

The soul lock bag at his waist was burning hot, and when a ray of white light came out, he hadn't noticed it yet. He only noticed that the man in his arms was gradually losing temperature and breath.

A trace of relief appeared on Ling Yi's face, and when he couldn't help but walk towards the white bridge, a dazzling light suddenly appeared.

Everyone subconsciously blocked their eyes, and when the white light disappeared, the two had already disappeared into the ghost clan without a trace.