ghost wife married

Early the next morning, the two people in the new house were woken up by the noise outside.

Hearing Jing Jiu's voice, Xing Han asked hoarsely, "What's the matter?"

Jingjiu said: "Master, on the second day of the wedding, we will serve tea to the elders. Now the Great Emperor of Beiyin and Lord Chen are already waiting for you in the hall."

"Understood." Xing Han looked at Ling Yiran who was arching in his arms, looking too tired to get up, chuckled, carried him into the indoor hot spring, and at the same time opened the door for Jing Jiu and the others to clean up the room .

As soon as Jingjiu entered the house, he ordered someone to tidy up the room, then wrapped up the sheets on the bed and left, hurriedly ran to the main hall: "Here it is, here it is."

Feng Yin, Ling Qin, Bixia Yuanjun, and Xiyue the Great in the main hall surrounded them and smelled the fishy smell from inside, and there were two different smells, which meant that the two newcomers got on the sheets when they were released.

Bixia Yuanjun coughed lightly, walked to the side and said, "Give it to me after you finish it."

Feng Yin and Ling Qin looked at each other and said awkwardly, "I'll do it."

Emperor Beiyue said: "It was supposed to be done by you, the father and father-in-law."

Ling Qin patted Feng Yin: "Thank you for your hard work."

"..." Feng Yin raised her hand to suck on the bed sheet, sucked out the semen inside and condensed it into a small white ball, and then sent the white ball to Bixia Yuanjun.

Bixia Yuanjun supported his forehead: "I will only do it this time, don't call me again in the future."

Emperor Xiyue said: "Let's talk about the future."

"..." Bixia Yuanjun cast a spell on the white ball, turning it into a red meat ball bit by bit.

Seeing the speed of the white ball changing very slowly, and seeing the sweat overflowing from Bixia Yuanjun's forehead, Emperor Huashan asked curiously, "Is it so difficult?"

Bixia Yuanjun added strength, and said with difficulty: "Half of it belongs to my father, and his cultivation level is much higher than mine. Of course, it is not so easy to integrate it."

If it weren't for her ability to be different from others, she wouldn't be able to turn into a meatball at all.

Emperor Nanyue felt that her divine power was about to dry up, so he asked concerned: "Do you want to take a Concentrating God Pill to replenish your divine power?"

Bixia Yuanjun shook his head, and turned the little white ball into a meat ball with more force.

The Great Emperor Nanyue and the Great Beiyue walked up behind her, raised their hands against her back, and gave her their divine power.

When she was completely turned into a meat ball, Bixia Yuanjun almost fainted from prostration, but fortunately, the fairy beside her quickly supported her and fed her a elixir.

Ling Qin quickly took out the small box and packed the meat balls flying in the air: "I'll let Yiran take it later."

Emperor Xiyue said badly, "You should let Dongyue take over."

Ling Qin smiled and handed the small box to him: "Okay, is there a way for you to trick him into taking it? I'm really happy to see him give birth to a child."

Emperor Xiyue didn't accept the box, because he really couldn't figure out how to trick Xing Han into swallowing it.

Emperor Beiyue said: "If Dongyue takes it, it may be taken out before it takes shape. I think it's better to let Yiran take it."

Emperor Nanyue agreed.

At this time, Xing Han and Ling Yiran suddenly appeared in the hall.

Feng Yin and the others quickly dispersed.

Ling Qin smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come over and have breakfast."

Jingjiu came over with four cups of tea.

Ling Yiran and Xing Han took tea to Ling Qin and Feng Yin respectively.

Then, Jingjiu brought over another six cups of tea: "This is tea for my uncles."

Xing Han: "..."

Taking advantage of him again.

In the future, he will have three children, and then become partners with this group of "uncles".

Ling Qin took advantage of Xing Han to serve tea to Emperor Xishan, pulled Ling Yiran to sit beside him and whispered, "Did you feel good and hurt last night?"

Ling Yiran's handsome face turned hot: "Father, you are too straightforward."

"I care about you." Ling Qin took out a small box: "Eat it, and I guarantee you won't get hurt in the future."

"I just applied the medicine before."

"Your medicine is a one-time use, and it will still hurt if you take it next time." Ling Qin took out the meat ball and stuffed it into Ling Yiran's mouth.

Ling Yiran felt that the elixir was a bit soft and had a fishy smell. He wanted to take a bite, but Ling Qin pushed it down his throat: "What kind of medicine is this? It tastes so strange?"

Ling Qin held back his smile and said seriously, "The weirder it is, the more effective it is."

"..." Ling Yiran picked up the tea on the table and rinsed his mouth.

Ling Qin asked him, "Are you planning to go on honeymoon?"

"Well, I'm going to travel abroad. I'll pack up the air ticket in the afternoon and start off later."

"Go by plane? Isn't teleporting faster?"

"Then you won't experience the fun of traveling."

Ling Qin patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Then play well, otherwise you won't have time to play in the future."

Ling Yiran thought he said he would be busy going to class every day after the summer vacation, so he put his arms around his shoulder and said, "After this year, I can choose courses next year and I won't be so busy. I will always be by your side from now on."

"My son is really filial." Ling Qin rubbed his head.

At noon, Ling Yiran and Xing Han took their luggage to the airport to board the plane.

Ling Yiran was very excited after getting on the plane: "This is my first time flying."

Xing Han fastened his seat belt: "Didn't you take a helicopter when the special management department went on a mission last time?"

"That's different." Ling Yiran was like a curious child, looking out the window and pressing the TV: "The first-class cabin is all about comfort, you can sit or lie down if you want."

Seeing him so happy, Xing Han felt that it was right to take him on the plane.

Ling Yiran said: "I heard that a plane accident is terrible. If one dies, all the people on the plane will die. Few people will survive."

He used to have a colleague who was responsible for seducing the souls of all kinds of accidents. The souls of airplane accidents are the most difficult, because most of the people died in foreign countries. There will be disputes and even fights between the two sides.

Xing Han put his arms around his shoulders and smiled, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

They will not be easily killed by a plane crash.

"Bah, bah, bah, you two young people, can you speak a little more auspiciously, and don't scare us old people." The old man sitting next to him said angrily.

Ling Yiran immediately apologized to him.

Soon, the plane took off.

Ling Yiran excitedly held Xing Han's hand, and waited for the plane to stabilize before letting go and looking out the window. In fact, the scenery outside was similar to what he usually saw when he was flying in the sky. It was nothing special, and he would get bored after just a few minutes .

He began to eat and drink until the plane flew out of the border of Huaxia Kingdom, the sky outside was already dark, and the water on the sea surface became pitch black because of the lack of light, without any sense of beauty, but the most eye-catching thing was not the scenery, but the people outside the window.

Ling Yiran blinked, he actually saw someone flying outside, is it a ghost?

The other party was wearing a black cloak, not like a ghost messenger, but the other party was also holding a scythe.

The people outside the window noticed Ling Yiran's gaze, and turned their heads quickly, revealing a terrifying skull. The other party looked at him with blue fire eyes.

Ling Yiran was taken aback. Although he is also a ghost, this situation is also very scary.

Xing Han, who was watching TV, put his arms around Ling Yiran who shrank towards him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yiran pointed out the window: "I was taken aback by this guy."

Xing Han looked out of the window, amused: "You are afraid of this even if you are a ghost?"

"He suddenly turned his head and scared me." Ling Yiran continued to lie on the window and looked at the other party, jokingly said: "If you dare to scare me, you will be demoted when you go back."

Skull: "..."

Xing Han laughed louder: "He is not a ghost messenger from the underworld."

"Isn't it a ghost?" Ling Yiran looked at the clothes of the people outside: "It looks like a foreign god of death."

"Yes, it is the god of death. When you go abroad, you will see more gods that you have never seen before."

Ling Yiran's eyes lit up: "I really want to catch it and study it, to see how it is different from our ghosts."

Skull: "..."

It's fine if the other party is not afraid of him, but he still looks like he covets his "beauty".

Xing Han said: "Nothing special, just the mana is different."

Ling Yiran asked: "Have you ever done it?"

"Your father did it." Xing Han continued to watch TV.

"..." Ling Yiran looked at the god of death sympathetically, he looked around, saw no one was looking at him, took the water on the table and sent it out of the window.

Seeing the water handed out from the plane, Reaper was startled by him, and quickly jumped a few steps away.

Ling Yiran smiled: "I asked you to scare me just now, now it's my turn to scare you back."

Seeing that he was having so much fun, Xing Han let him go.

Ling Yiran turned around and whispered in Xing Han's ear: "I remember that the gods of death should be the same as us. Their appearance means death. Doesn't the plane have problems?"

Xing Han said: "It doesn't have to be an accident on the plane, it may be that a foreigner is going to die."

Ling Yiran thought about it, and continued to run to the window, wanting to continue teasing the god of death, but saw the god of death coming through the machine with a scythe in his hand. In the center, looking at the two elderly people in the seat next to them, one of the old women is a foreigner.

He leaned on Xing Han's shoulder and whispered, "The old man's partner is going to have an accident."

Seeing that he was depressed, Xing Han asked, "You have hooked so many souls, are you still not used to people dying?"

"It would be fine if we simply took away the soul of the deceased, but what we have to face is the parting of life and death, which makes people sad."

Xing Han hugged him into his arms.

The old woman next door suddenly felt a huge pain in her heart, as if an elephant was sitting on her chest, and the pain caused her to grab her wife next to her.

The old man who was sleeping woke up startled. Seeing that his partner had a heart attack, he quickly took medicine to feed his wife, but it didn't work.

Xing Han called the stewardess for him. The stewardess is not a doctor, so he can only go to other cabins to ask if there is a doctor.

Ling Yiran was anxious, and even stared at the god of death several times.

The Grim Reaper crossed his arms, watched them indifferently, and waited for the time to come, then picked up the scythe and hooked it to the old woman.

Ling Yiran subconsciously grabbed his wrist.

The god of death looked at him, the blue fire in his eyes became bigger, and he seemed very angry that Ling Yiran stopped him.