A sense of danger crept into my heart.

Zhao Changle sensed something was wrong. He suddenly had a particularly dangerous thought: "Get out of here, leave, retreat quickly, even if I get struck by lightning, it doesn't matter."

"Brother Zong, what exactly do you want? Let me make this clear first, although I have some trump cards I haven't told you, you haven't told me all your trump cards either!" Zhao Changle's round forehead was covered in cold sweat, and Fang Zong suddenly realized that Zhao Changle, who was soaking wet, seemed even more charming than Cleopatra.

Heavy breathing filled the air, and the female ghost's eyes lit up.

Male ghosts... are even more terrifying!

Even knowing that Zhao Changle was a male ghost, they had no instinct to suppress their desires. The only thing that suppressed them was Zhao Changle's prestige and strength as the Great Protector.

Fang Zong curled his lip: "I really want to scratch your face."

Zhao Changle: "I was thinking the same thing, but never mind, just tell me what you want to do!"

Having given up entirely, the shrewd Zhao Changle knew she had no room for resistance. After some thought, she decided to only retain her bottom line.

As long as it's not about sleeping with him, everything is negotiable with Fang Zong!

Upon hearing this, Fang Zong opened his arms wide.

Zhao Changle: [Wait, no! You really want to sleep with me?]

Fang took a deep breath.

Zhao Changle: [Should I take matters into my own hands to preserve my chastity?]

Just as Zhao Changle was lost in thought, inwardly filled with hatred and rage, and even wanted to slam the wine cup in his hand into his face and disfigure himself, Fang Zong laughed: "Look, young prince, this is the empire I have built for you!"

Yes, I am the young prince, and you are '朕' (the imperial "I").

Zhao Changle gritted his teeth.

You pulled this stunt just to take advantage of me and elevate my seniority?

All the ghosts, including the second princess who was as pure as a white lotus rising from sewage, were stunned.

They were all wondering what Fang Zong was planning to do.

[Beep beep, group owner Fang Zong has ended the group video call.]

[Ding ding, Group Owner Fang Zong has stepped down, handing over the position to Grand Protector Zhao Changle.]

No one guessed it, and at that moment, the notification sound in the group echoed in the minds of all the ghosts.

Fang Zong's figure also faded away, leaving behind a particularly mysterious smile, a smile that was deeply imprinted in the minds of every ghost.

Sixth Protector Crane Scorpion: "Big Brother, why aren't you the group admin anymore? I don't respect anyone but you! I admire you the most!"

Princess Pink Girl: "Why do I feel like nothing has changed?"

Grand Protector Zhao Changle: "Brother Zong, are you trying to exploit me to death by making me the group owner? Aren't I just a puppet in this group?"

Second Princess (anonymous): "It's not that simple, expressionless.JPG."

Fang Zong stared at the group chat page, smiled, and muttered, "Second Princess..."

He only muttered a name, but the tone of his voice was particularly meaningful. Unexpectedly, Zhao Changle, who had known him for a long time, did not know him as well as the Second Princess.

How should I put it?

Is it just a matter of husband and wife being of one heart? Is the second princess destined to be his ghost wife?

"Women are all trouble and a source of trouble. It's better to be like Princess Nakamura Sakura, who can be cut off cleanly and efficiently!"

Fang Zong licked his lips and started operating on the group page.

[Beep beep, group member Fang Zong has forcibly left the group. We're holding out...]

Suddenly, Zhao Changle and the other ghosts all saw this message.

Fang Zong left the Yin-Yang Road chat group, and... why? Why is the notification message stuck?

They found it unbelievable, their minds still reeling. While they were still pondering, the notification continued: "[Beep beep, the Ten Mile Mountain Range, water veins, and earth veins where group member Fang Zong is located have simultaneously declared that they cannot commit treason. Punishment interrupted; this group cannot punish an ancient demon king like Fang Zong.]"

Warning: This group is strictly prohibited from accepting any ancient demon kings other than Fang Zong. Violation of this rule will result in being struck by lightning!

Zhao Changle: "..."

Princess Pink Girl: "..."

All the ghosts: "..."

Second Princess: "Numb face.JPG".

The prompt asked, "What is Fang Zong? An ancient demon king?"

That's not right. Fang Zong is clearly a living person, at most a high-ranking military general!

What kind of 'insubordination' is this? Does Fang Zong's status in the world have surpassed that of the mountain gods and land gods of long ago?

Mountain gods and local deities are just minor deities, but they're still gods!

Some of the old ghosts recalled the fear they had felt when they were ruled by the mountain god, the earth god, and the city god, and when they thought of Fang Zong, their knees went weak and they couldn't get up.

Zhao Changle was even more confused, because besides all that, Fang Zong had really left the group?

Leaving the group means completely handing over the Yin-Yang Road to him; Fang Zong can rest assured.

Zhao Changle is no ordinary spirit!

"Trust is mutual, but Mother, I feel like something's not right." Zhao Changle poured himself a drink, looked at the woman's skin hanging behind the bar counter, and said with a wry smile, "According to the feelings and rules of our five thousand years of Eastern Kingdom history, I should repay the kindness of being recognized, but I always feel that something is not right, and I feel that Brother Zong is hiding something bad."

What do you think? Isn't Brother Zong a scumbag?

The woman's skin swayed slightly in the aroma of wine, as if to say:

"no."

It also seems to be saying:

"If you don't understand, how could I possibly understand?"

…………

The area is surrounded by verdant mountains, with some steep peaks stretching as far as the eye can see.

Sitting on a leaf, Fang Zong felt as if he were floating without weight, so much so that even the small leaf made him sit very steadily.

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