Shi Ling was slightly startled. She didn't expect that he could teleport and catch up.
"Surprise, hehe."
Shi Ling approached him with a forced smile and punched him in the face.
However, the enchanting ghost king seemed to be prepared. He moved his body slightly, grabbed Shi Ling's hand, and pulled her out.
Shi Ling was pulled into his arms.
The enchanting ghost king came closer and smiled evilly, "Madam, are you so eager to throw yourself into my arms?"
Shi Ling's scalp was numb from the oil, "Brother, you have bad breath, can you stay away from me?"
Bad breath?!
The charming ghost king, who thought he was extremely charming and had a breath as fragrant as orchid, froze in his smile.
At the same time, Shi Ling made a thunder gesture with his other hand and struck the Enchanting Ghost King on the forehead when he was not prepared.
A ball of lightning exploded on the forehead of the Enchanting Ghost King. His three thousand black hairs were instantly turned into wavy curls by electricity, and he opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke.
Shi Ling took advantage of this opportunity to break free from the arms of the enchanting Ghost King, thinking to herself that the Ghost King was indeed quite powerful, while she was a master of Schrödinger's metaphysics, whose powers were sometimes effective and sometimes not, and was obviously no match for the Ghost King.
Shi Ling ran away without saying a word.
The Enchanting Ghost King gently entwined his fingertips with the curly hair, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as he chased after Shi Ling, "Little guy, that's interesting."
When Shi Ling heard his words, she almost slipped. It was too greasy!
She ran forward, and the enchanting ghost king was chasing her slowly from behind. She turned her head and saw that he was very close to her and could catch her with just one hook of his hand. Shi Ling ran forward again, as if she was running 800 meters in the school sports meet.
Finally, Shi Ling discovered that the enchanting ghost king was just playing with her like a cat and mouse. She could not outrun him by teleporting on her two legs. She couldn't help but secretly regret why she had only been busy learning talismans and spells from Luo Yuan, and had never learned the sword-wielding technique of their Heyun Temple.
Shi Ling discovered that the surrounding environment was not the Yuncheng she was familiar with at all. It was dark all around, with bones forming a forest on the ground, and red silk hanging on them, which looked very gloomy.
She decided not to waste her energy and stopped after putting some distance between herself and the Enchanting Ghost King.
The enchanting ghost king showed a semi-permanent evil smile and slowly approached her: "You run, I chase you, you can't escape even if you have wings."
Shi Ling's face was expressionless, life was hopeless. "It's really my fate, not the destiny. I've been wicked all my life, bah, I've been doing good deeds, why did I end up with your Daqing Oilfield?"
"My lady, this is our destiny. The auspicious time has arrived, and we should go to the wedding hall."
The enchanting ghost king reached out to hold her hand with loving eyes.
Shi Ling fiercely slapped his hand away, her eyes widening. "What kind of marriage is this? Do you know you're breaking the law? I haven't even reached the legal marriage age, and you dare to force me into marriage!"
The Enchanting Ghost King paused for a moment, thinking carefully: "It's okay, we can get engaged first."
Shi Ling: "I'm going to kill you! Big brother, we don't know each other. Humans and ghosts have different paths, so there will be no good outcome!"
"It's okay, my lady. We can get to know each other slowly." The Enchanting Ghost King looked at her with great interest, his arms spread out, his wide red sleeves fluttering, giving him a kingly demeanor. "I am Sang Fu, one of the Four Great Ghost Kings of the Underworld."
Shi Ling couldn't help but grumble, "What Four Ghost Kings? I'm the Four Heavenly Kings! Didn't you even introduce new flavors of Meng Po Soup in the underworld? Why haven't the laws caught up yet? You're forcing a marriage, and the King of Hell won't care?"
"King of Hell?" The enchanting Ghost King suddenly burst into laughter, covering his lips with his hands, as if mocking Shi Ling's naiveté. "My little beauty, do you think that I, so powerful as I am, would be controlled by a mere Yama from the underworld? Besides, the underworld has collapsed for a hundred years. The Emperor of Fengdu, who ruled the underworld, is dead, and the five great Ghost Emperors were buried with him. In the underworld, King Yama's words don't count. Only the words of us, the four Ghost Kings, count."
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