The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 402 The Ghost Mother's Idea

Outside Yunyin Villa, Qi Jinghuan's dark phoenix eyes were tainted with a layer of coldness, his eyes swept to an empty place, and his voice was low: "Come out!"

At this time, layers of black air rose from the ground in the empty realm, spreading upwards, and the black air dissipated. A man with a pale face and blood-red lips stood on the spot.

His hands were slightly hanging down, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and under the lingering black air, he looked even more terrifying.

Qi Jinghuan's bright starry eyes suddenly turned cold: "Ghost!"

Qi Jinghuan's steps were magical, and in an instant, he was standing opposite Guisha.

Gui Sha was tightly strangled by the neck, his face was still white and colorless, as if a little force would separate his head from his body.

Qi Jinghuan's voice was like the thousand-year-old sea ice immersed in the cellar, and the harsh wind was blowing the ghost's body with the reckless wind.

Guisha lowered his eyes, and his voice was as steady as a walking corpse: "Master."

Qi Jinghuan's expression darkened suddenly, it was the Ghost Emperor calling him back.

Black air burst out from under his palm, and a sneer was almost invisible from his slightly pursed lower lip. Countless layers of black air began to wrap their whole bodies, and disappeared instantly, leaving no one there.

Qi Jinghuan kicked Gui Sha from the Whip Soul Bridge into the Nether Palace.

The moment Qi Jinghuan fell into the Whip Soul Bridge, the little ghosts that had been floating around quickly scattered around.

The shasha icy cold spread from all directions, Qi Jinghuan walked down the Whip Soul Bridge step by step, and wherever he went, the ghosts were scattered.

Qi Jinghuan narrowed his cold eyes slightly, looked at the Ghost Emperor who was standing with his hands behind his back, "What's the matter!"

The Ghost Emperor restrained himself, glanced at Gui Sha under his feet, and Gui Sha fled away.

Only then did the Ghost Emperor pull out a smile: "Jing Huan, don't hate me, I did that for you."

Qi Jinghuan chuckled, his voice piercingly cold and majestic: "I don't seem to have asked you to do this, or you twisted my words."

These syllables were like ice needles piercing the ghost emperor's head, he took a step back subconsciously, stared at Qi Jinghuan in disbelief, as if he wanted to see him through, "You..."

Just look at the black secret lines climbing up from Qi Jinghuan's neck, occupying half of his cheeks.

Even so, it still didn't change his handsome face, but the mysterious imprints added a bit of evil to that god-like face.

His eyes as deep as Tan were covered with a faint purple light, and the Ghost Emperor didn't say a word in astonishment, but just stared at the change on Qi Jinghuan's face.

The ghost emperor's eyes flickered slightly, his seal was still there, but what did he mean by those words.

He tentatively opened his mouth tremblingly: "What do you remember?"

This is impossible, the seal has not been broken, he can't know!

The corners of Qi Jinghuan's cold and proud lips slowly curled up, forming a cold arc: "What shouldn't I think of?"

The ghost emperor's heart shook, his whole face changed in fear, he stepped back to the high seat, and sat down heavily, "You should know that throwing you into the belly of the ghost mother is the most foolproof."

Naturally, the Ghost Emperor wouldn't tell Qi Jinghuan, he just wanted to see how he called him Father Emperor.

Qi Jinghuan narrowed his dark eyes, "Oh? It seems that you really forgot my instructions."

The mysterious black print exudes a strange light.

Hearing this, the Ghost Emperor's entire back was wet with sweat, he sighed slightly: "I just want to help you, do you want to ruin this life in her hands?"

Qi Jinghuan arched his eyebrows almost invisible, and rushed to the Ghost Emperor: "What did you say?!"

(End of this chapter)