Chapter 393 It turns out to be a rat-like person

"Wang, another unidentified person has broken in!"

A man in black with a ghost face came in from outside, and they brought in several people.

Baby Ruoxi turned her head and took a look: "Well, good guys, now everyone is here, there is no need to look for each other!"

What does it mean to be a complete family? This is it.

Look, Liu Rushi, Wen Xu, Mo Jingyu, and Yuan Hui and the others...

No one can be missing!

"Hehe, it's lively today!" Behind the gauze curtain, the man seemed to stand up, but his height was really scary, and he looked like he was several feet tall.

Indeed, if there were two horns on his head, it would really make people look like a ghost.

"Ghost King? I really didn't expect that there is such a place under the capital of Wei. I'm afraid it must have hollowed out half of the capital!" Liu Rushi said.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that the granddaughter of the Taifu family has grown up so much and is still so eloquent. Well, well, old man Liu is not a good person!"

The voice of the Ghost King was hoarse and sad, revealing a feeling that made people unpredictable.

"This voice is fake. This person is very likely someone we know!" Xiao Yue said.

"Hahaha, yes, we all know each other, we all know each other!" The man nodded, and then said: "However, I, the Ghost King, am doing well under the city, but you guys want to make trouble. You can't blame us!"

"You guys? This underground city is full of shameful things, and it has existed for decades. Why do you want to drive us away now?" Someone from the Ghost King Palace stood up in front and scolded.

"Are we going to chase you away?" Ci Xin smiled faintly, "This is the territory of the Great Wei. The emperor of the dynasty, the True Dragon Son of Heaven, lives here. How can you, who is doing things in the dark, be compared with the Son of Heaven?"

"Oh, the True Dragon Son of Heaven, he may not live as comfortably and happily as my Ghost King. I guess his days must be much busier and more boring!" said the Ghost King.

"This ghost market is just for buying and selling other things, but when did it start selling banned items, Lichun flowers, and the Thirteen Springs of the Western Regions?" Xiao Yin asked.

The Thirteen Springs of the Western Regions?

Baby Ruoxi turned her head to look at the Ghost King behind the gauze curtain, and her brows knitted.

Before, she really didn't think about it this way.

The Thirteen Springs of the Western Regions is a drug that is banned by the Xiyue Royal Family. It is specially used to control people's minds. Before, Lin Rou gave Xiaoyue the drug, and later, Shangguan Jinghong also often gave Xiaoyue the drug.

She thought that Shangguan Jinghong got it from the Western Regions.

But she didn't expect that it was from the ghost market.

"This is the ghost market!" said the Ghost King.

"Ghost market? There must be rules. If there are no rules at all, you, the Ghost King, have done your best!" said Yuan Hui.

"General Yuan Hui, back then, your entire army was wiped out in the Ghost Valley area. The late emperor seemed to want to execute you, but he let you escape with your cronies. How come you are back to be a general now? You are really good!" said the Ghost King.

"Stop talking nonsense. I came to this ghost market this time just to keep you here as a ghost forever!" Yuan Hui was a hot-tempered person. When he heard this, he immediately raised his hand and pointed upwards, shouting, "Get down here and surrender quickly. I will break up this ghost market. Otherwise, I will destroy it!" "

How dare you!"

Following a shout, a man in colorful clothes came in from the main gate. He walked in front of Yuan Hui and raised his hand...

raised his hand again!

Raised his hand again!

"What are you doing? Do you want to show that you have body odor? You're going to make me vomit, you know?" Yuan Hui looked at the man as if he was a fool. He raised his hand and slapped him, and the man took several steps back.

"You, you are not poisoned?" The man in colorful clothes exclaimed.

"Damn it!" The ghost king shouted, "What's wrong with you?"

"My, my poison is very powerful, how could he..." The man in colorful clothes waved again, not only at Yuan Hui, but also at others.

However, everyone looked at him indifferently, as if they were looking at a fool.

"Hey, let me do it!" Wen Xu waved his hand, and a lavender powder flew over, and the next moment, the man fell down.

"You, you, you actually..." Behind the veil, the so-called ghost king roared, and immediately stood up and prepared to run to the other side. He shouted as he walked: "Kill them, kill them!"

Soon, there were killers everywhere around, wearing ghost masks, and they came up to Yuan Hui and others one by one.

Baby Ruoxi was excited, she lifted Ci Xin's robe and her little hands began to move.

"Golden melon seeds? Oh my god, little Xi'er, you actually threw away my golden melon seeds. This golden melon seed can be exchanged for a lot of delicious food!" Ci Xin was very distressed.

"Ugh!" Baby Ruoxi pouted: "Or, catch them back from them later!"

"Forget it, just have fun, as long as you are happy!" Ci Xin was distressed, but as long as baby Ruoxi was happy, he was happy.

So, all around, golden streams flashed everywhere.

"Gold?" Someone was hit, looked down at the golden melon seed that pierced through his palm and then pierced through his chest and screamed.

"It's actually a golden melon seed?" Everyone started shouting.

The scene was already chaotic, and it was even more chaotic now.

These people have lived underground all their lives. They are either wanted criminals by the court and cannot see the light.

Or they were hunted by the underworld, came here, put on masks, and lived a dark life.

Many of them would not go out all year round, so their skin was transparent white, which looked quite creepy, just like ghosts.

"Go, catch him!" Xiaoyue said to Ci Xin.

Ci Xin and Liu Rushi turned around and went behind the gauze curtain.

There was a small hole, and the ghost king drilled out of the hole and disappeared.

"What kind of kung fu is this, is he really a ghost? How can such a tall man get through such a small hole?" Liu Rushi widened her eyes.

"Just throw something in there!" Ci Xin said, and then she used a candle to burn a curtain and threw it in.

"Ahem..."

When the fight outside was almost over, a small person crawled out of the cave.

"What is this?" Everyone was curious about the extremely thin person who was only one meter tall. Even the ghost king's guards looked at each other curiously.

"Are you blind?" Liu Rushi was speechless: "Isn't this your ghost king?"