Cohabitation with the sweet teasing ghost king

"No, come back with my family Yan Yan to have a look."

Mu Xiu's expression gradually calmed down, he took Song Yan's hand and touched it to his lips, "Where Yan Yan is, I will be there."

Of course, Mu Xiu is different from Qiu Wei. Qiu Wei is trapped here, but it is not the case for Mu Xiu who has a physical body. He is not [-]% or [-]% sure, and Song Yan will never take Mu Xiu into such a risk. .

Song Yan's expression was always calm. In fact, Qiu Wei didn't need to reveal the news. He also knew that Mu Xiu's temperament would never be peaceful if he was not restrained.

Of course, it is impossible to say that Song Yan doesn't care about the ridiculous things Mu Xiu may have done, but he will not educate his own ghosts in front of others.

"I didn't see that you liked this one before..."

Qiu Wei couldn't help but look at Song Yan again, he looks good, but there is no interesting female ghost with protruding front and back, and I have never seen Mu Xiu show interest in the handsome male ghost who came up to him before.

Mu Xiu narrowed his eyes, and emphasized it to Qiu Wei word by word, "I only like Song Yan."

It's just Song Yan, there is nothing that can replace it.It's a waste of his energy to talk about this with the amorous Qiu Wei.

When the words fell, Mu Xiu threw out a piece of paper, Qiu Wei took it, and on it was a description of a person or ghost.

"Have you seen or heard of it? Twilight City, which arrived at about the same time as you."

Qiu Wei didn't answer right away, he looked at the paper for a while, and then he looked at Mu Xiu, his voice suddenly increased, and the whole hall trembled, "You are looking for her... I was tricked into Twilight City by her!"

Qiuwei was murdered by women when he was alive, turned into a ghost, and then gradually promoted to Queen of Ghosts, he still couldn't escape the fate of being murdered by women, but female sex is one of his greatest hobbies, he was tricked into Mu Xiao The city has not seen any changes.

Qiuwei's entire ghost went mad, jumping and furious, but the coercion he brought didn't affect Song Yan and Mu Xiuzhou at all.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu looked at each other, and felt that the time here today was not in vain.

"I'm looking for her too, but she's gone to the wasteland..." Qiuwei gritted his teeth with hatred, but in the wasteland, not only the living will never return, the ghost king will not survive long, and he will face the crisis of losing his sanity.

Qiu Wei chased him for a while, but gave up and came back.

There is no need for Song Yan and Mu Xiu to ask any questions later, Qiu Wei has said everything he can say about his enemy.

The person they are looking for is undoubtedly a warlock. There is no name in the world of warlocks, but he is a surprisingly powerful warlock. He lured Qiu Wei to Dusk City step by step. , sneaked off to the wasteland again.

"It's exactly 120 years, I'm a ghost... No, I hate her to death!"

He has been a ghost for hundreds of years, and he only has the fate of dissipating when he comes to Twilight City. He can't settle anything with that sorceress at all.

"She brought a forbidden book to Twilight City, do you know where it is?"

Mu Xiu followed up and asked, he and Song Yan could only believe [-]% to [-]% of Qiuwei's words, and Qiuwei's hundreds of years old ghost is very shrewd, so he and Song Yan won't easily take advantage of him.

As for friendship... His relationship with Qiu Wei is similar to that of Wan Gui Lou's owner, Su Nan, with interests and friends. If you really believe him, you will probably be cheated.

"Forbidden technique? What forbidden technique? I didn't see it."

Qiu Wei suppressed his anger, and looked at Mu Xiu calmly.

"Well, then it's still in Twilight City..."

However, no matter how shrewd Qiu Wei is, he can't compare to Mu Xiu. When they look at each other, Mu Xiu can see through the little Jiujiu in his heart.

"Hmph, who knows..."

Qiu Wei gritted his teeth secretly, and the suppressed anger flared up again. He looked at Mu Xiu and complained, "You have changed!"

"It's changed for the better, right?" Mu Xiu looked back at Song Yan who was beside him, and smiled softly, his brows were curved, and his amber eyes were clear and gentle.

"Yes," Song Yan nodded affirmatively, and reached out to rub Mu Xiu's hair.

"By the way, my family, Yan Yan, has lived in Twilight City for five years. Do you know who brought him here back then? Is that person still there?"

Mu Xiu looked at Qiuwei again, and asked casually. He didn't have any hope for the answer. Honggu and the old man who should know the most didn't know, let alone Qiuwei, the domineering ghost king who lives in Xicheng.

"I'll check."

As Qiu Wei said, he met Song Yan's gaze and narrowed his eyes, "Have we met somewhere in the West City..."

He had a little impression of Song Yan's eyes, he had vaguely seen them before.

"You want to abduct me, I ran away..."

Song Yan nodded, it was not the first time he and Qiu Wei had met.

Qiu Wei asked Song Yan to follow him, but Song Yan ran away in alarm, and because Qiu Wei followed up with the people who came to arrest him, he failed to return to the ruined temple before dark, almost had an accident, and later fell ill.

"You want to abduct my Yan Yan?"

Mu Xiu immediately stood up, gritted his teeth, and a coolness enveloped the entire palace, not much less than the furious Qiu Wei before.

"It's rare to see a doll with double pupils similar to yours, grab it and have a look, isn't it normal!"

Didn't Mu Xiu think about it himself, and abducted him back to the secret alliance, and now he came to question him, which seemed quite reasonable, so mad!

Mu Xiu glared at Qiu Wei angrily, he pulled Song Yan and walked outside, he couldn't stay in this place for a minute.

"There is news sent out of the city."

Mu Xiu stopped, and he turned to look at Qiu Wei, "I won't take advantage of you."

After saying that, a small porcelain bottle was thrown to Qiu Wei, which contained the moon liquid that Song Yan and Mu Xiu had prepared in advance, which was regarded as his reward for providing information about the sorceress.

For the ghost king, the moon ooze is the best tonic, and for the ghost king living in Twilight City, the moon ooze is as rare as a sacred object.

It can allow Qiuwei to make up for the wear and tear in Twilight City over the years, and slow down his faster and faster dissipating speed. It is impossible for Qiuwei to refuse.

As soon as Qiu Wei heard it, his eyes lit up. He looked at the back of Mu Xiu and Song Yan leaving hand in hand, and began to feel annoyed at the bad attitude towards Mu Xiu and Song Yan before.

Of course, he still thinks that the key to this is Mu Xiu's change, otherwise when old friends meet, they should sit down and drink together to have fun, and they won't go home until they're drunk.

Coming out of Qiuwang Palace, Song Yan and Mu Xiu continued to wander around the west city just after 12:[-] noon.

If the West City is a metropolis combining the old and the new, then the East City is a slum, bordered by a river, a world of difference.

Song Yan took Mu Xiu in a pawn shop, and exchanged ghost food snacks for some ghost coins that are common in Twilight City. After paying two yuan, they walked up to the high wall of the west city of Twilight City.

"I used to come here without paying..."

Song Yan muttered, this is one of the few changes in Twilight City.

"Didn't Yan Yan notice that there are more new warlocks in Twilight City..."

Zhou Lu and the others have a source of news, but at most they can only be a few days earlier than the other families to take advantage of it.

Once his traces are detected by the ghost city Wanguilou, the news will not be hidden for long, and it will be time for other warlock families to get the news and come one after another.

Hearing this, Song Yan looked down and indeed found many living warlocks with fresh wounds. They must have paid a lot to pass through the second floor of Mingyue Cave. Among them were several foreigners with yellow hair and green eyes.

Song Yan really didn't expect that he would catch up with such a time when he went back to Twilight City.

But now that we have encountered it, there is nothing to be afraid of. Dealing with these warlocks can be regarded as a practice field in advance for the meeting in the capital a year later.

Mu Xiu turned around with Song Yan in his arms, and they continued to walk around the city wall, seeing more of the scenery outside the city.

Strange winds are blowing, black mist bursts, and it seems that there is a bigger secret hidden in the wasteland than Twilight City.

After strolling around for two hours, Song Yan and Mu Xiu came down from the nearest city tower, and met four or five warlocks who were also going upstairs for sightseeing. Make way.

Song Yan dragged Mu Xiu down, and when he was about to turn around at the top of the stairs, he looked back.

"Did they recognize me?"

Although it was a question, Song Yan was basically sure. Otherwise, with the arrogance of these warlocks, it is unlikely that he would give way to a passer-by warlock.

"Yan Yan was the leader of my dark alliance three years ago," Mu Xiu whispered, pulling Song Yan's hand to his face.

Now he should know what he shouldn't know, and it is clear that Song Yan is his admirer.Yan Yan wanted to abduct his house, but there was no door, no windows, no chimney.

Song Yan had nothing against this identity. He took a look at Mu Xiu's happy face, and when Mu Xiu had had enough, he held Mu Xiu's hand tightly, and they walked towards the east city.

"Not returning for several months? Drinking for several months in Wanguilou?"

Song Yan asked in a low voice, starting to settle accounts after Qiuhou.

"I promise I won't go in the future..." Mu Xiu raised his hand, and promised Song Yan earnestly.It's hard for him to deny what happened. In fact, decades before he met Song Yan, he had no interest in Wanguilou.

He used to go there often because he didn't like Mu's house and the coldness there. Wanguilou is one of the few places where he finds it interesting and can see more of the excitement.

"Well," Song Yan nodded lightly, this is over.

"If you want to go in the future, I will accompany you."

Song Yan didn't want Mu Xiu to completely abandon the "ghost" relationship in the past because of him.But he had to watch by Mu Xiu's side to be at ease.

Mu Xiu didn't nod or shake his head, he smiled lightly, stopped Song Yan, lowered his head slightly and kissed Song Yan's cheek, "Yan Yan is so kind..."

At this moment, the old man's subordinates were walking towards the alley beside the road, Mu Xiu and Song Yan looked sideways, waiting for him to approach.

He was the one who helped Honggu deliver the packages these few days, and the target of his appearance here would certainly not be anyone other than Song Yan and Mu Xiu.

"My lord, this is what Hong Gu asked Xiao Xiao to personally deliver to you as a thank you gift."

The man who kidnapped the old man was called Ye Yi. He took out a long brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Song Yan.

Song Yan didn't reach out to pick it up, he looked at Mu Xiu, he didn't know how they would receive a thank you gift from her in addition to the large sum of money they owed Hong Gu.

"Yan Yan accept it."

Mu Xiu narrowed his eyes, and his expression became slightly alert, "It seems that this time really alarmed many old guys."

Song Yan took the long box from Ye Yi, frowned slightly, and was basically sure, "Gu Hong used the butterfly of the past..."

The reborn butterfly is higher than the underworld butterfly, and only one out of thousands of underworld butterflies may be born. The conditions are immature, and it may never be able to advance to the same level as the underworld butterfly he helped.

The dead butterfly is rare. Apart from being extremely difficult to be born, it has a powerful healing effect on ghosts. As long as it does not cause its soul to fly away instantly, the dead butterfly can restore the ghost to its strongest state.

Song Yan didn't expect Honggu to use the dead butterfly so quickly, which shows that Honggu encountered fatal danger in the past few days.

Ye nodded, and waited for a moment. Song Yan and Mu Xiu didn't continue to ask. He bowed slightly, turned around and left the alley.

Song Yan pulled out a corner of the long box, and then closed it again. The thank you gift from Honggu was the golden dagger she had withheld from Zhou Lu.

The craftsmanship and materials used for the short sword are naturally not comparable to his self-made ghost whip. Song Yan caught a glimpse of several ghost symbols on the handle. This short sword has killed many ghosts, and its grade is slightly higher than His ghost whip.

But Song Yan will also encounter the same problems that Zhou Lu encountered. He might not be able to exert [-] to [-]% of the power with this short sword. From this point of view, it is not as good as him using his own ghost whip.

Song Yan looked up at Mu Xiu, and he suggested, "Let's go and exchange the backpack and whip."

Go directly to Zhou Lu and the others to ask for it, it is basically impossible for them to return it, and they will inevitably fight at that time, but more and more warlocks are coming from Twilight City, and even people who hurt Honggu have appeared, this request may give They attract unpredictable dangers.

Bartering was different, he didn't believe that Zhou Lu didn't want his dagger back.

"Yan Yanzhen has decided? When I go home and put the dagger in the pool for a few months, Yan Yan will be able to use it."

In terms of value, Mu Xiu also agrees that the short sword is better than the package and ghost whip they picked up by Zhou Lu and others.

"En," Song Yan hesitated a little, then nodded again.

In Twilight City, which is full of dangers, it is better to take back a ghost whip that can exert [-]% of its power than to carry a ghost weapon that is more valuable but useless.

Song Yan and Mu Xiu walked to the hotel where Zhou Lu and others stayed. It is located at the junction of East and West City. It is the best hotel in Twilight City. The real owner of the hotel is the ghost king Qiuwei they met not long ago.

Entering the hotel lobby, Zheng Jue and Han Ying came down from the stairs before Song Yan and Mu Xiu asked Zhou Lu for their room numbers. After they came out, Zhou Lu, Xu Mingjun and other five people all appeared.

Han Ying was the first to notice Song Yan and Mu Xiu. His eyes widened a little, and then he tried to calm down his curiosity and the slight guilt that had flickered. As for the other people, there was no guilty look on their faces.

The things they picked up naturally belonged to them.

Mu Xiu raised his right hand and gave a nod to the hotel manager who came to welcome him, then the main door of the hotel lobby was slowly closed, several service staff came out and bowed to Mu Xiu and Song Yan, and then exited from the lobby.

Not long after Mu Xiu and Song Yan left the Qiu Palace, Qiu Wei declared that Mu Xiu and Song Yan were his honored guests, and that any ghost king in Xicheng would not neglect these two.

In this way, it is not a big deal for Mu Xiu to temporarily close Qiuwei's hotel and help him stay for a period of time.

Zhou Lu and the others became vigilant, and finally turned their eyes to Mu Xiu, who was beside Song Yan. He was in a state of dying, but he had the energy to instruct the number one force in Twilight City.

"Your Mu family are still the same as before..." It didn't take long before Song Yan, the leader of the dark alliance, colluded with the ghost king Qiuwei.

Song Yan didn't respond to Zhou Lu's words, he pulled Mu Xiu forward, and didn't intend to say any nonsense.

"This is your dagger, I want to exchange it for mine."

After saying that, Song Yan let go of Mu Xiu's hand, took out and opened the long box in his cuff, and inside was Zhou Lu's ghost weapon dagger.

"Change?"

Song Yan asked again, he was not very satisfied with the astonishment and hesitation of these people, he didn't directly take back his things by force, so there is no hesitation for these people.

"Change," Zhou Lu whispered, but his brows were still furrowed. His eyes swept across Xu Mingjun's slightly lowered head, and then he turned and walked upstairs.