ghost wife married

"Woo-woo-"

The ceremonial master standing outside the main hall of Fengdu blew the horn, proving that the time to announce the identity of the young master was coming.

The big ghosts and little ghosts standing on the square were excited.

"Emperor Beiyin and the others are coming out."

"It's been a long time since I saw the Great Emperor Beiyin."

"That's right, it's been more than 100 years?"

For the ghosts in the underworld, compared to the Emperor of Heaven, the Great Emperor of Beiyin is their god, their heaven, their supreme existence, respected and worshiped by them, but for them, the Emperor of Heaven is nothing but fear. , and nothing else.

Soon, Feng Yin took Ling Yiran to the upper floor of the main hall gate, and announced to everyone majesticly through the sound transmission heard by everyone: "Today is a very important day for me and all the ghosts in the underworld. day, because from today onwards, the underworld welcomes another master, and that is my son."

He pulled Ling Yiran to stand beside him and Da: "He is my son, Ling Yiran, and from now on, he will be your little master."

When everyone heard this, they applauded excitedly, and their enthusiastic palms resounded across the sky. Even Ling Qin who was staying in the harem heard it and couldn't help but smile.

The ghost messengers who knew Ling Yiran were taken aback, Ling Yiran?Is it the Ling Yiran they know?

The ghost messengers didn't care about maintaining order, and hurriedly looked up the gate of the main hall. When they saw Ling Yiran, who was wearing an exquisite black dress and a golden crown that was one size smaller than the Northern Yin emperor's crown, His jaw dropped to the ground in shock.

"Ling, Ling Yiran?"

"It's really Ling Yiran!?"

"Fuck me, Ling Yiran is the son of Emperor Beiyin?"

They only heard the day before yesterday that Ling Yiran was arrested by the guardians of Zongling Qifeitian Palace because of the name and taboo of the Great Beiyin embroidered on his official uniform. Today Ling Yiran has become the son of the Great Beiyin. Is it true?This is too dramatic, right?

A female ghost said happily: "Our little master is so handsome, there must be many female ghosts chasing after him in the future."

A male ghost sneered: "Which female ghost's identity is worthy of our little master? If the woman's identity is not as high or equal to our little master's, I believe that the Northern Yin Emperor will not let him marry her." go home."

An old ghost laughed and said: "It's too early for you to mention this matter. The young master has not been an adult for a long time, and he is still very young. If he is not five thousand years old, he may not be very likely to marry."

The female ghost smiled and said, "Haha, let's just talk casually."

Feng Yin continued: "Although my son has a different surname from this seat, he really has the true blood of my Emperor Beiyin, and is truly qualified to inherit the orthodox heir of Emperor Beiyin. seat."

All the ghosts applauded enthusiastically again, and cheered: "I have seen the little master."

Ling Yiran nodded slightly at the ghosts below.

Feng Yin said again: "I also hope that from now on, otherwise I will arrest him because of my name embroidered on his official robe, and take him to parade in the street. I am disrespectful to this seat, and to the wild ghosts who were rude to him the day before yesterday, considering that you are ignorant, this seat will not care about you, but there will be no next time."

After hearing Feng Yin's words, the ghosts realized that Ling Yiran was the ghost messenger whose official uniform had the name of Emperor Beiyin embroidered on it.

"My God, is the little master that ghost messenger?"

"It's no wonder that after the news came out, he still behaved in his own way, and he didn't change the characters on his body. It turned out that the characters were given to him by the Great Emperor of Beiyin."

"Let me tell you, why is this ghost messenger so bold? With the name of the Great Beiyin embroidered on his body, he is not afraid that the Great Beiyin will seek revenge on him and take his life."

The ghosts who threw things at Ling Yiran and attacked Ling Yiran with spells the day before yesterday were both afraid and blamed themselves for being so disrespectful to the little master.

Gu He, who was watching from outside the square, found out that Ling Yiran was fine. After he breathed a sigh of relief for him, he turned to look at his girlfriend with an ugly face: "Did you hear that? He is the son of the Great Beiyin Emperor, and he did not commit any serious disrespect." crime."

Girlfriend: "..." Now she is so regretful that her intestines are green. If she had known that Ling Yiran was the son of Emperor Beiyin, she would have gone to curry favor with him. You have to stay away to avoid making Ling Yiran unhappy.

In fact, there are many people who regret more than she does. For example, Ma Zhong, he and Liu Mengqi once made so many obstacles to Ling Yiran. There is nothing to do, and there are He Yi and Yu Kewei. When they were in Guiyue, they once thought of taking Ling Yiran's life. Now that Ling Yiran has become their master, they don't know what method he will use. torture them.

The more the three of them thought about it, the more frightened they became. Losing their position as a ghost messenger is a trivial matter. If they make their lives worse than death, the most terrible end will be. In the days to come, they can't feel at ease.

When Feng Yin had finished speaking, she led Ling Yiran through the gate, and then got on a beast cart to parade through the streets.

When the beast car left the square, Ling Yiran felt that someone was watching him. Of course, there were many people watching him, but the other party's eyes were so focused that he couldn't help but look back. For a moment, he seemed to be looking at him. Seeing the figure of Emperor Dongyue, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He hurriedly searched, but he couldn't find anyone. Could it be that he was wrong?

Feng Yin asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Ling Yiran searched again, but still didn't see it, thinking, how could Emperor Dongyue be in the underworld, he must have misread it, or maybe he missed him so much that the phantom appeared.

He turned his head and looked forward.

In the corner of the main hall, a woman wearing a cloak came out, she was Yiji whom Ling Yiran was looking for.

She clenched her fists angrily: "Ling Yiran—"

Yi Ji made countless calculations, but she didn't count that Ling Yiran turned out to be the son of the Great Beiyin Emperor. No wonder Ling Yiran was arrested the day before yesterday and not only did not die, but the second elder was dismissed with a whip Hun, fortunately she has a lot of connections, well-informed, and runs fast, otherwise her end will be worse than that of the second elder, and she might lose her soul.

Yi Ji didn't dare to stay here, she stared viciously at Ling Yi then, and quickly left Fengdu City.

Feng Yin took Ling Yiran to the streets for a day, let everyone get to know his son, and then brought them back to the main hall of Fengdu, and then taught the Luanyi spell. .

Ling Yiran looked up at the sky, the good days were not enough, and the painful days came again.

He would rather be killed in the secret realm, and would rather be beaten with injuries all over his body than learn manners from Emperor Beiyue, it was too painful.

Fortunately, he is not the only one who wants to train, even Luanyi and Gechi are also required to train.

According to what Emperor Beiyue meant, as the master's immortal pet, how could he be so rude and humiliate his master.

In the next half a month, one person and two pets entered the hard training. Ling Yiran was fine, he just learned how to behave. The worst thing was that Ge Chi and Luan Yi had to become human beings in addition to learning how to behave. In the animal state, the most beautiful side is displayed, and even the calls cannot be roared at will, but the most elegant dragon and bird songs must be shouted, and people can't help but be addicted to their voices.

On the last day of the most training, Emperor Nanyue and Emperor Xiyue came to Beiyue Xianfu.

Seeing them, Ling Yiran immediately showed joy and shouted happily: "Uncle Nan, Uncle Xi..."

Then, there was a stabbing pain in his head, and he stopped in a hurry after running two steps, walked gracefully to the Emperor Xiyue, and called out politely and gently: "Uncle Nan, Uncle Xi."

Emperor Xiyue smiled unceremoniously: "Haha, I'm really not used to hearing you call me so softly. It's like a different person. Beiyue has a way."

Ling Yiran: "..."

A smile flashed across Emperor Nanyue's eyes: "I'm not used to it."

Emperor Xiyue patted Ling Yiran on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we rescued you from the sea of ​​suffering today."

Ling Yiran said happily: "Really, ah—"

My brain hurts again.

Emperor Beiyue gave him a glance: "Pay attention to your demeanor."

"Yes." Ling Yiran walked to the tea table opposite Beiyue Great Emperor and sat down: "Uncle Nan, Uncle Xi, today you are blessed, let you have a taste of my tea making skills."

"Okay." Emperor Xiyue and Emperor Nanyue also sat down.

Emperor Nanyue said, "Beiyue, I brought a guest with me."

Emperor Beiyue looked at the gate: "Let him in."

The people outside walked in after getting permission, and offered their hands to Emperor Beiyue: "My nephew, Chenqing, has seen Emperor Beiyue."

"It turns out to be the Immortal Lord Chenqing, please sit down." Beiyue Great Emperor motioned him to sit next to him: "It's just a chance to try Yiran's tea making skills."

Ling Yiran nodded to Chen Qing, and then started making tea.

At the beginning, everyone's attention was on the aroma of the tea leaves, and then they were gradually attracted by Ling Yiran's tea making movements, which were both elegant and charming, like watching an art performance, everyone All his attention was focused on his expression and manner, and when he came back to his senses, Ling Yiran had already made tea, and poured them all a small cup of tea: "Everyone, how about my tea art?"

Emperor Xiyue was the first to come back to his senses: "Okay."

Ling Yiran was puzzled: "Uncle Xi, you feel better without drinking my tea?"

"I mean Beiyue taught well, and you also learned how to make tea very well." Xiyue Emperor generously admitted: "I'm obsessed with it."

"Thank you, Uncle Xi, for your compliment."

"The tea is also very good." Emperor Nanyue took a sip of tea, put down his cup and said, "Well, let me introduce you to Qingchen Xianjun, who is the son of Gaoshang Shenxiaoyuqingzhen King Changsheng Great Emperor Tongtianyuansheng Tianzun, and he will be yours. Brother, then go to Dongyue Immortal Mansion with him to study."

Chen Qing smiled at Ling Yiran: "Brother, hello."

Ling Yiran was slightly taken aback: "Brother?"

Emperor Nanyue said: "He asked me to learn the art of refining weapons as a teacher tens of thousands of years ago, and you have also studied under my school, so you can be regarded as a brother in the same school."

Ling Yiran got up quickly, and said to Chen Qing, "Hello, senior brother."

Chen Qing nodded: "Tomorrow we will go to Dongyue Immortal Mansion together."

"it is good."