Shen Wuyou smiled weakly and said weakly:
"How dare I..."
To be honest, she didn't lie to him. Rumors are inherently uncertain, so even if they were false, it's not her fault, right? Who told you to believe it?
As for the Demon Lord...
This is just your own imagination, what does it have to do with me?
All I said from the beginning to the end was "He won't hurt me", and the rest is just your imagination.
Her eyes were very clear, without any panic or timidity of being suspected, nor any uneasiness of lying.
Yanbu Luo stared at her for a long time, and finally chose to let go, letting her fall to the ground again.
Shen Wuyou: ...
She had reason to suspect he was seeking revenge, really.
But this lunatic finally finished making trouble. Shen Wuyou slowly stood up, staggered a few steps and finally stood firm. He looked at the Ghost King in front of him with a calm and composed look and said softly:
"So now I am?"
"Get lost!"
He waved his hand impatiently, and it was obvious that the holy medicine he had obtained flew away, and he was in a very unhappy mood.
Shen Wuyou glanced at him indifferently, not caring about his attitude. She patted her skirt, rubbed her calves, then slowly walked out of the secret room and left.
Based on the impression she had when she was abducted, she went through several dark and mysterious winding passages, and finally saw a faint light when her calves were sore.
Ah~ It came out...a ghost!
What a lousy place! Are you afraid others won't get lost?!
After finally getting out of the secret room, as soon as I walked out of the hall, I saw a dark mountain stream with ravines in front of me. The sharp peaks there could directly pierce me to death!
The mountains below were steep, and there was a sticky black water flowing in it, which was of unknown origin. The waning moon was obscured by dark clouds, revealing only a few tiny glimmers of light, which added a strange and eerie feeling to the entire Ghost Island.
The cold wind was howling, and in the hazy black fog, many white ghosts were floating overhead as if nothing had happened. Looking up, I saw that they were densely packed with incorporeal ghosts floating around eerily.
If you are a timid person, you will be scared to death!
Damn, how can I leave?
Shen Wuyou returned directly the same way he came, sat down in the Ghost King's Palace, and quit his job!
By the time the Ghost King finally came out of the secret room, it was already dawn. Perhaps because of the cold winter weather, the eye-catching red figure in the hall was shivering and curled up in a ball, sleeping very uneasily.
No! Why would he care if she was safe or not?!
As long as you don’t die, it’s fine!
Yan Fuluo shook his head, and the next moment he stepped forward and kicked Shen Wuyou, who was trying to sleep, with a cold tone:
"Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Shen Wuyou didn't know whether it was the cold or the cold that froze him, but he felt dizzy and uncomfortable. He was kicked in the corner out of the blue. He immediately stood up angrily, staggered for a while, and said bluntly:
"Ghost King, what are you asking? This Ghost Island has such rugged terrain, and there are so many ghost soldiers guarding it. How can I get there? Where can I get to?!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Fuluo was stunned.
Indeed, she was just a little flower demon who couldn't even fly.
Tsk.
Shen Wuyou watched helplessly as the Ghost King's gaze gradually turned into disdain: "..."
"I mean..."
Shen Wuyou took a deep breath, trying hard to bring out the superb acting skills that he had used in front of the Demon Lord. But when he finally found that he couldn't do it, he exhaled deeply again and said helplessly:
"I hope that Lord Ghost King can give me a ride and take me to a place where people live. That way, I can mingle among the human world and find ways to improve my cultivation."
Yan Fuluo looked at her with amusement and said sarcastically:
"Do you think this king would go out of his way to give a lowly flower demon a ride?!"
Shen Wuyou smiled emotionlessly:
"That's fine too. At worst, I'll just stay in this Ghost King Palace for the rest of my life, until I die of old age and turn into ash. And you, my lord, won't get the power you've been rumored to have."
There’s no way to save the woman on the ice bed!
Yambu Luo: “…”
A quarter of an hour later, Shen Wuyou arrived safely at the border of the human world.
After taking a look at the desolate and barren scene, she turned back to look at Yan Fuluo, whose face was so gloomy that ink could drip from it, and asked:
"Is this considered human presence?"
Even the Demon Palace isn't this desolate, right?!
Yan Fuluo said gloomily with a dark face and gnashing teeth:
"That's the worst that can happen. You deserve to die!"
After saying that, he turned into a black mist and disappeared...
Shen Wuyou: “…”
Well, it seems that this is indeed the limit.
However, seeing how fearful the Ghost King is... could it be that there's some kind of contract between them? It prohibits the Ghost King from even setting foot in human territory?
To be on the safe side, Shen Wuyou walked forward for about ten minutes before releasing the ghost general, ghost master and Luobotou.
The ghost generals and ghost masters suddenly roamed in this barren and desolate land as if they had been pardoned, venting the depression in their hearts.
Luobotou had already noticed Wuyou's injuries, and immediately took out the prepared elixir and placed it next to her mouth, muttering to herself:
"Wuyou, you're really asking for your life! You even dare to deceive the Ghost King! If I had even the slightest suspicion, you'd be dead, you know that!"
Hearing this, Shen Wuyou smiled softly, holding Huahua, who was innocently trying to make her happy, in her arms, with a calm and indifferent look:
"Of course I know, I cherish my life very much..."
She knew that it was difficult to escape from the Demon Lord, and even more difficult to escape from the Ghost King, so she made all the preparations early in the morning.
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