Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

The moonlight was like water, and the dazzling bright moon stood above, witnessing the bloody scene in the middle of the night.

As soon as Nangong Chenli ran out of the Tianmo military camp, he ran towards the ghost camp. He couldn't believe that his grandma died in front of him in an instant, and the grandma who was chatting with him during the day became lifeless in the blink of an eye. corpse.

Tears fell drop by drop into the dust. Nangong Chenli refused to believe the fact that Mrs. Mo was dead. At this moment, he couldn't think of anything, only wanted to kill the ghost king and the ghost clan...

With Taotian's murderous aura, Nangong Chenli played the phoenix piano all the way, frantically and powerfully rushing straight to the ghost king's place...

Like killing a god, there is no one left alive wherever he goes, and the ghost tribe people are too frightened by Nangong Chenli to get close.

Soon, Nangong Chenli found where the ghost king was. Without waiting for the guards around the ghost king to condense their true energy, Nangong Chenli directly beat him with the sound of a piano until he couldn't get up again.

"Ghost King?"

"Nangong Chenli, you are so bold. You actually broke into my ghost camp, so don't go back today." Regarding Nangong Chenli's self-inflicted snare, the ghost king secretly rejoiced, but his joy did not stay for long. When he had just condensed his true energy to control his soul, Xue Wuchi came again in the night...

"Feng..." The transparent ice condensed in an instant, and the evil spirit in the ghost king's hand did not have time to get close to Nangong Chenli's body.

The arrival of Xue Wuchi made the ghost king's expression change again and again, and he quietly made a certain decision in his heart...

"Ghost king, you have to pay a price for killing people." Nangong Chenli drew out a sword casually, and put the sword across the ghost king's neck.

The third-level speed and true energy of the gods were beyond the ability of the ghost king. He could only watch helplessly as he fell into Nangong Chenli's hands. When Nangong Chenli increased the gravity, the ghost king suddenly shouted:

"Nangong Chenli Xue Wuchi, let me go, or I will make you regret it forever."

The ghost king's words successfully made Nangong Chenli stop killing him, and he glanced coldly at the ghost soldiers who surrounded him, his eyes were as cold as snow, and he saw Xue Wuchi beside him with a slight gleam in his eyes. A bit warm, mocking but pitiful: "Really? I want to see how you make me regret forever. Do you still have any hostages in your hands who can threaten me?"

The tone of questioning all showed the impact of Old Madam Mo's death on Nangong Chenli.

"Nangong Chenli, what do you think? Isn't it just a few hundred thousand people who died? What? You want to kill me? Kill me, will you live again?" Scared, he didn't know that Mrs. Mo was dead.

"Just relying on the remaining weak soldiers and weak generals of the ghost clan, can you keep me?" Nangong Chenli ignored the staring eyes of the ghost clan members, and kicked the ghost king's calf forcefully, only to hear a click sound, and the ghost king's legs knelt down...

When Gui Junzhou, son Su, Wu Ya and Xiao Shenlong arrived, they saw Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, and the ghost king knelt at their feet.

Young Master Su originally wanted to use force to shake the ghost people away, but Gui Junzhou stopped him and sternly said to the ghost soldiers, "Get out of the way."

"Young Master." The soldiers on the outside saw it, and immediately gave way. The siege of the inner and outer nine floors was simply opened by Gui Junzhou and his party.

With 10 people watching, Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi led the ghost king to look at the group of Guijunzhou. When the ghost king saw the arrival of Guijunzhou from a distance, he immediately became colder, with a murderous look in his eyes. Like a ghast.

"Junzhou, you betrayed me?"

"I have never been loyal to you." Gui Junzhou looked at the ghost king who had lost his usual arrogance, and said without any expression.

The ghost king has fallen to this point, the ghost clan is destined to be doomed, and can control the remaining [-] soldiers and horses. As for the rest of the ghost clan, he has learned from Xue Wuchi that the ghost clan was killed by the Xue clan and the red blood. The clan teamed up and wiped out...

"You are my son." Although the ghost king has never believed in Gui Junzhou, he still does not want to see Gui Junzhou betray him...

Gui Junzhou smiled coldly, and said coldly: "How I wish I wasn't your son."

"Okay, okay, okay, he is worthy of being my good son. Even my ruthlessness is so similar." The ghost king ignored Nangong Chenli's sword on his neck, and stood up straight away. The sword was inch by inch. Pressing in, the ghost king stood in front of Gui Junzhou and Nangong Chenli covered in blood, his eyes were a little crazy, and he looked at Gui Junzhou with red eyes...

Looking at the ghost king, Gui Junzhou felt uneasy in his heart, and without stopping for a moment, Gui Junzhou condensed his true energy, and struck the ghost king's heart with a palm, directly sending the ghost king flying.

"Pfft..." In mid-air, the ghost king spat out a mouthful of blood and yelled frantically:

"Junzhou, don't be ashamed of being my king's good son, you even know what this king is thinking, it's a pity it's too late..."

Hahahaha... Laughing wildly, dizzy in the empty camp, the [-] ghost army did not dare to move, Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi also frowned, looking at Gui Junzhou in confusion, Silent questioning.

"Ghost king, use your own soul as a sacrifice..." Gui Junzhou closed his eyes, a trace of regret and self-blame flashed in his eyes.

When Nangong Chenli came to find the ghost king angrily, he would have thought that the ghost king would use this method.

Unless it is a last resort, the Ghost King would not use this method, so he kept persuading Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi, in case the Ghost King was in a hurry...

"What? The soul is a sacrifice? How is it possible?" Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi stood motionless, unable to believe that the ghost king could make such a decision.

Seeing this scene, the ghost clan's one hundred thousand army did not dare to take a half step forward, they didn't know what to do in the current situation.

Gui Junzhou shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, I just know that the King of Ghosts once said that if he can't collect a million souls within fifteen days, he has another trick, saying that you'd better not provoke him, or the fish will die and the net will be ruined." I don't think the ghost king would sacrifice the immortal soul, but I don't think the ghost king you are trying to force has no choice..."

That's why Gui Junzhou didn't want Nangong Chenli, Xue Wuchi and the Ghost King to confront him head-on.

Soon, the ghost king told everyone what his last move was.

The ghost king who fell to the ground after being hit by a wave of true energy from Gui Junzhou held his last breath and murmured: "I will sacrifice your eternal soul to you..."

With a sound, it was too late for Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi to stop it.

The ghost king's corpse suddenly floated in mid-air, surrounded by a powerful qi support, making it impossible for everyone to get close.

Everyone only saw that in the dark night, the ghost king's corpse suddenly glowed white, and it was spinning in mid-air quickly, forming a vortex soon...

"What is this? Isn't this a forbidden curse?" Xue Wuchi protected Nangong Chenli to resist the aftermath of the true energy.

"I don't know, I'm afraid we're really in trouble this time." Nangong Chenli looked at it with a sneer, he really didn't worry about the ghost king's death, but the death of the ghost king couldn't dispel his hatred.

The white light became brighter and brighter, and the ghost king's body turned faster and faster in mid-air, and they could no longer see where the ghost king's body was...

"what……"

"what……"

There were screams, and the corpse soldier who was closer to the ghost king's corpse fell down with a scream.

"Quick, run, this light is evil and will kill people."

"Run, run, the ghost king is dead, and we need to pay for the burial..."

I don't know who called one, the ghost clan's [-] army suddenly became a mess, the ghost king died, and the young master betrayed, how dare they attack Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi at this time? Hearing this voice, one The one dropped his weapon and ran away.

Nangong Chenli and Xue Wuchi had no intention of taking care of this kind of chaos, and Gui Junzhou was even more unwilling to take care of it. The Ghost King is dead, but his responsibility is not over yet...

What's more, they don't care about the remnant soldiers of the ghost clan. It doesn't mean that Tianli and Tianmo don't care about them. .

Back then, it took three Tianli and Tianmo soldiers to defeat one ghost soldier, but today they were switched.The soldiers of the ghost clan did not have the combat power at all, but the soldiers of Tianli and Tianmo were full of rage...

The day's battle continued tonight. Tianli and Tianmo's soldiers seemed to want to avenge the humiliation they had suffered before. They fought bravely on the battlefield and showed no mercy to the ghost clan members. Hegui Junzhou and others looked anxiously at the vision created by the ghost king.

Emperor Tian lived up to his expectations, and soon the white light gradually dimmed. Nangong Chenli and the others heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Ghost King hadn't succeeded.

But the joy didn't last long, and while everyone was panting, a majestic and majestic voice sounded in the white light: "Your soul, I have taken it."

The white light faded, and a man in red came out from the white light. He had an unusually handsome face, with a bit of evil spirit, and there was a tear mole under the corner of his eye. When the man in red was expressionless, he only felt evil, but when his face moved with a smile, , the mole of tears flashed, and only a small change made people feel evil.

Publicity, high-profile, demonic aura, such a man is like hell fire lotus, dazzling like a star, but scorching like a scorching sun...

And obviously, such a character can easily become the focus of the crowd, especially his high-profile appearance...

"Who are you?" With just one glance, Xue Wuchi knew that this person was very dangerous.

"Me? Why don't you know, who is the soul priest for his scriptures?" The man in red's voice was not as gloomy as before, but his majesty remained undiminished. The mole of tears flickered as he spoke, and there was an indescribably seductive taste , but in the eyes of Nangong Chenli and the others at this time, it was uneasy.

After a little hesitation, Nangong Chenli said uncertainly, "Are you a god?"

That master god and demon who has heard the name several times but never had the chance to meet the deity...