The ghost is the husband, the wife is the supreme

Chapter 212 She's My Wife
Du Ran nodded suspiciously, and looked in the gloomy direction.

I saw that the group of ghosts who were originally crowded into a group, but still considered calm, suddenly began to stir up, as if something had come to scare them, and each one of them desperately wanted to retreat.

At first glance, it looks a bit like undulating black waves, but the difference is that it doesn't have the beauty of waves, but it's even more disgusting. After one look, Du Ran didn't want to look any further.

Melancholy and calmly, he stretched out his hand and turned Du Ran's head back, then covered her completely with the robe, and imprisoned her in his arms.Du Ran tactfully did not struggle, and quietly pressed against his cold chest, and soon she heard the voice.

Something came over.

With a gloomy face covered with frost, he calmly looked at the figures who walked over thinking of him.

As he approached, the burst of air pressure slowly approached. Sullen released his coercion calmly, wrapping Du Ran within the range of his coercion, preventing her from being affected.

"Yo, depressed, long time no see."

The person who came was a man with a bald head and wearing a large black robe. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to have a strong sinister and vicious air, and the murderous aura all over his body could not be concealed. He looked ferocious.

He said in a gloomy voice, "Lu Ying."

It is not a good thing to be treated so cautiously by Shen Yu.

When Du Ran was nestled in Shen Yu's arms, he heard these yin and yang words, and couldn't help feeling worried.

The visitor looked around gloomy up and down, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What? What did you bring?"

He said gloomy and indifferent: "It has nothing to do with you."

Lu Ying was a little furious at the moment when he was hit by such a top, but then he saw the hostility in Shen Yu's eyes, and he suppressed his fury. It is not wise to confront Shen Yu at such a time. The gate of hell is about to open, and the troublemaker will Being permanently revoked from power by King Yama, he will definitely not do such a deal that is not worth the loss.

"Hmph, is the golden house hiding your beauty without even showing your face?"

"Lu Ying, what does Shen Yu bring, what does it have to do with you? You care too much, don't you?"

Another slightly gentler words came in, and a man who was also wearing a robe, but a dark green robe, came over.

If Lu Ying is obviously an evil ghost, then this person conforms to the image of a living person, even in the world, he is one of the best faces, if Du Ran can see it, he will definitely have an idea, this His appearance is a typical 'good man'.

"Wei Ming, what is your position to talk to me like this?!"

Wei Ming sneered, approached slowly, waved his hands, and said, "The Ksitigarbha didn't choose you, there must be a reason, you're too petty to vent your anger on depression."

"you!"

Compared with the gloomy indifference, it was obvious that Weiming's provocation made Lu Ying even more angry, and the air pressure around him made the group of ghosts even more panicked.

Weiming looked around, and said: "I advise you not to let out this kind of air pressure of 'I want to tell the world that I am the most annoying', the gate of hell is about to open, if there is trouble in the group of ghosts, His Excellency Yama Easy to talk to."

After Lu Ying heard it, he restrained his momentum subconsciously, not because he lost face, but because this sentence was too correct.

As we all know, His Excellency Yan Luo Wang is not an easy-talking boss, he is ruthless, probably so.

Continuing to stay here is nothing but self-defeating, Lu Ying stared at the things in Shen Yu's arms with a sinister look, then walked away, standing on the other side quietly waiting for the gate of hell to open.

Wei Ming and Shen Yu who were left behind fell into a brief silence.

Soon, Weiming laughed first, "Shen Yu, I haven't seen you for so long, and you are still so indifferent."

Do not answer depressed.

"Don't worry, I have no malice. I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about the things in your arms. I don't want my soul to fly away."

Hearing this, the gloomy face looked a little better, which also benefited from Weiming's good reputation.

If we say that among the top ten ghost kings, Weiming is the only one who is famously good. Such a ghost that doesn't look like a ghost.

This also led to Weiming's relationship with all the palace kings being pretty good, which is why Lu Ying was a little cautious despite being stronger than him.

Seeing Shen Yu's slightly relaxed face, Weiming said carefully: "Shen Yu, you need to hide this thing well. I have a good nose, so I smelled her. I have to say, it smells pretty good."

"brush--"

Shen Yu grabbed Weiming's neck with one hand, narrowed his eyes, revealing a serious danger.

Weiming hurriedly raised his hands, as if to surrender, and said, "Don't worry, I have no other ideas, trust me."

After a while, Shen Yu slowly withdrew his hand.

But Du Ran has already become nervous.

She also guessed now that the two voices who spoke just now are probably the same as Shen Yu, will they find her?What will happen to her?

"Lu Ying didn't smell it. It smells extremely strong. If it wasn't for my sharp nose, I would have missed it. I just remind you."

After pondering for a while, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said, "Take it off."

Weiming was taken aback, "What?"

"Your ghost skin."

Weiming quickly took a step back, dumbfounded, "Why do you want my ghost skin?"

"Don't be verbose."

Weiming felt a little helpless, if other ghost kings would fear him, only Shen Yu would not!
As the most prestigious existence among the ghost kings, the melancholy who can refuse even the grand invitation of the Ksitigarbha belongs to the legend among the ghost kings. If he was willing, he would have been a palace king for a long time!

A ghost king who can even reject his superior, let alone how arrogant and willful, even wants his ghost skin by opening his mouth!
Does Shen Yu know that such a ghost skin is the representative of the ghost king!
Weiming was even more helpless, but obediently took off his dark green robe, revealing his long gown inside, and handed it to Shen Yu.

"You really are not polite at all." Weiming complained.

Depressedly, he didn't answer, and wrapped the ghost skin around Du Ran again, almost suffocating Du Ran to death, and moved subconsciously.

Seeing the movement, Weiming smiled, pointed at it, and said, "Your little pet is restless. It seems that you are not easy to take care of."

Shen Yu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, saying: "No."

Weiming was taken aback for a moment, but didn't respond, "What isn't it?"

Shen Yu touched Du Ran's stomach and said, "It's not my pet."

Weiming was dumbfounded, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

"She's my wife."

The words fell.Weiming was completely shocked in place.

At the same time, he was not the only one who was surprised?

Du Ran subconsciously held her hand on her stomach.

(End of this chapter)