The Queen of Phoenix is ​​demonic

Chapter 220
The Flying Phoenix Sword in Nihuang's hand flickered, and directly slashed at the ghost king's wrist, only to hear a click, and the ghost king's hand was cut off.

The ghost king was terrified, he didn't care about his chin, he hurriedly picked up the severed hand and put it on, before regaining consciousness, a petite figure jumped up and sat on the back of his neck.

"Eating people's hearts! How disgusting! How dare you scare me, how dare you scare my aunt! I'll beat you to death!" Nihuang inserted the phoenix sword straight into the back of the ghost king's neck, fixed the ghost king's head with one hand, and smashed the top of the ghost king's head with one fist ghost den.

The ghost king screamed and shook the girl on his neck vigorously.

And the girl firmly grasped the Phoenix Sword, and every time you shook it, the Phoenix Sword would pierce you a little deeper in the back of your neck, causing the ghost king to tremble in pain.

Leng Yan and Qin Zheng were all stunned.

What kind of play is this?
Nihuang hammered her little fist and made her hair go limp. She shook her hand, used the scissors hand, and aimed at the ghost king's eyes to insert them.

"Ah!" The ghost king's huge body began to tremble in pain.

Nihuang continued to beat the ghost's acupoint with her fist, every time she punched a circle, the ghost energy would be released, and the ghost king's body would shrink a little.

Qin Zheng stared blankly, beating the ghost king like this... It's the first time I've seen him.

It turned out that after the return of the master and empress soul, she was so sharp.

Bai Yingying shrank her neck, swallowed her saliva, and approached Qin Zheng, "Fortunately, I'm smart, and I can tell at a glance that the master's magic power is boundless, otherwise, if she beats the ghost hole like this, I would have been wiped out."

All the ghosts shrank their necks, secretly rejoicing that they recognized the Lord early.

The ghost king was beaten to the height of a man from a mountain so high, Nihuang jumped down, pulled out the Phoenix Sword, and shook his sore hand, "The head is too hard."

"Master, this servant rubs your wrist." Bai Yingying immediately stepped forward and rubbed Nihuang's wrist.

At this moment, the ghost king's chin was dropped, one eye was blind, his head was almost retracted halfway into his neck, and he was crying.

cry?
Everyone froze, is this ghost king crying?
Just now, a single ghost howl can set off all ghosts howling, and the domineering and heart-eating is also terrifying, but is this ghost king who is kneeling on the ground and crying?
"My lord... My lord, help me... woo woo woo..."

"Now I know Mr. Qiufu! What did you do just now!" Nihuang flew up and slammed down, directly smashing the ghost king's head back into the neck.

"Wow... woo woo..." the ghost king wailed.

Qin Zheng blinked inexplicably.

Bai Yingying rubbed her master's wrist more graciously, "Master, don't do it yourself, let the servant come."

"Okay, you come." Nihuang took a step back, turned to look at Qin Zheng, "Hurry up and accept the ghosts? So many ghosts raised this ghost king, you take them all. Hell's performance is good, and this year will definitely be rated as a good one." .”

Qin Zheng looked at her speechlessly.

How do you know the rules of hell so clearly?Could it be that you have also been a prince?

"Actually, I don't agree with this kind of evaluation designed by hell. There are a lot of tricks in it, and many ghosts who can't catch ghosts kill people to create new ghosts. I discussed this issue with several government lords back then."

"Master, that's not discussion, it's beating." Qin Zheng was even more speechless.

Nihuang giggled, "Battling becomes friendship."

Qin Zheng sighed, and began to collect the resentful ghosts that came out of the ghost streamers.

"Your Majesty... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrth-bangling-his-ghost's hole, his body almost shrunk into that of a ten-year-old child.

If the Fujun didn't accept him, he would be beaten to death, and the majestic ghost king was beaten to death by a small ghost. It's really shameless.

It's better to be sent to hell, at least as a ghost king, maybe he can get an official position because of his high rank.

"Want to go to hell? Think beautifully!" Nihuang snorted.

(End of this chapter)