Mu Huan nursed back to health for a long time before slowly opening his eyes. He looked out the window, unaware that night had already fallen. Humans are best at distinguishing day from night, because their sky is dark.
Thinking of the Ghost Clan, ah! They always live in darkness, and so do the Mei Clan who stayed there. So, how unfair is this world...
"Knock, knock!"
"Who?" Mu Huan stood up cautiously. The human race is not like the ghost race, so it is better to be careful in everything.
"It's me! Don't you want to eat?" Long He was almost starving to death. The female ghost didn't come out to eat, so he didn't dare to eat in advance. He finally waited until nightfall before he dared to come and call for help.
"No!" Human food cannot be easily eaten, because humans and ghosts are ultimately different. Just as they rely on spiritual power to improve their cultivation, she constantly absorbs dark ghost energy.
"Oh!" Long He left immediately. Even if the ghost girl didn't eat, he still had to eat! He wasn't a ghost, and he would starve to death if he didn't eat. Although it was said that cultivators could consume fasting pills after reaching a certain level, how hard was it to find such a thing? Even if he was a king, he was still just a puppet after all.
Nightfall is the best time to go out. Mu Huan took advantage of Long He's deep sleep and went out!
From the moment she set foot in the human territory, Mu Huan sensed something was amiss. She couldn't understand why such a powerful, dark aura was present in the human territory, and why it was far more powerful than her own. She couldn't guarantee she could escape unscathed without knowing anything.
Although he has a prisoner named Long He by his side, it is still unknown whether this king has any real power. Whether Long He can make decisions on human affairs is something that needs to be thoroughly investigated.
The empty streets were deserted, and the occasional gusts of chilly wind only served to highlight the unsettling nature of this imperial city. Isn't it said that when a human king governs well, every household leaves their doors unlocked at night? But why did she see every door and window tightly shut? As if they were hiding from something?
"King of the Ghost Clan, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
A sigh, a word, seemed to be telling of endless waiting, the sound floated in the wind and was heard especially clearly.
When Mu Huan regained consciousness, he was surrounded by a group of unconscious puppets. These puppets lowered their heads and did not move, probably because their masters had not yet issued any orders.
"Who are you?"
He's playing tricks on people and looks more like a ghost than her!
A person walked out of the darkness, dressed in white, with long black hair that almost dragged on the ground. His purple eyes seemed particularly bright in the darkness, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of frost. This person was a little difficult to approach!
"The human race's national teacher, Jun Jingli! I have been waiting for the young lady for a long time." Although there was a smile on his face, the smile did not reach his eyes.
"Girl?" Mu Huan curled her lips, "I'm not a girl from your human race, I'm too weak!" When meeting for the first time, she must not lose in momentum, otherwise where would her identity as the ghost lord be?
"The Lord Ghost Lord is really humorous." Jun Jingli Yanzhong's expression was amused. His spies in the ghost clan reported that the current Lord Ghost Lord was a ruthless character. Now it seems that the rumors were not entirely true.
"How can he compare to the National Master?" Mu Huan glanced at the puppets around him, "Is this how the human National Master treats guests?" Who is he trying to scare?
Jun Jingli chuckled, "Everyone says the Ghost Lord is incredibly powerful, so today I'd like to ask for his advice." Long He, that idiot who only messes things up more than he helps, hadn't gotten any information, and now he's been taken prisoner by the Ghost King. If this got out, how would the rest of the human race feel?
Therefore, in order to save face, I have to put this ghost master in a difficult position first.
"Since when has a human national master come to know so much about the affairs of my ghost clan?" Don't let her know which blind thing betrayed the ghost clan, otherwise sending her to the tongue-pulling hell and having her soul crushed will be the least of her worries.
"The Ghost Lord's reputation is well-known. Who among the various tribes doesn't know him?"
With just one sentence, he easily resolved Mu Huan's problem. This human race's national preceptor seemed quite capable. If Mu Huan was not mistaken, the person behind Long He must be this national preceptor.
It's sad that Long He is so stupid. With such a jewel-like national teacher in front of him, what does a mere foolish human king matter to him? However, Long He's feelings for this national teacher are really surprising!
"Master Imperial Master, I think we don't need to repeat these polite words. Let's just get straight to the point about what you want to say and what you want to do. There's no need to beat around the bush."
"I just like dealing with smart people." He clapped his hands, and all the puppets raised their heads. Their heads were unkempt, their faces covered in whip scars, and their dark green eyes revealed confusion. It seemed that these people's souls had either been extracted or replaced.
This human race really dares to do anything, even replacing souls right under the noses of the ghosts. Or maybe there's a spy in her ghost clan. It's been a long time since she's been to the Wangchuan River. It seems someone is really tired of living.
"I've heard that the ghost clan is best at matters concerning the soul. Today, I would like to ask the Lord Ghost Master for some guidance."
Seeing Mu Huan's understanding expression, Jun Jingli knew his gamble had paid off. As long as he mastered the Soul Law, why would he worry about failing to deploy the puppet formation? Once the puppet formation was successfully deployed, the annihilation of the Protoss would be just around the corner. Why would he need to go through all the trouble of searching for so-called allies? The puppet army was all he needed.
"I think the Imperial Master is overthinking it. Everyone in the various tribes knows that my father, the previous Ghost King, and I have always been at odds. How could he possibly teach me the Soul Method?"
What a joke! Even if I knew, how could I possibly tell you? Telling you to steal my throne? Only a fool would do that!
"Master Ghost Lord, you are too modest. Since the previous Ghost King was able to pass the throne to you, he must have thought highly of you." With him, there is no such thing as cheating or being cunning. Trying to get away with it will definitely not work.
Which eye of yours saw him pass the throne to me? What's wrong with people these days? Why can't they explain this? You have to pick a fight with her, don't you?
"This is probably my family affair. It would be better for you, Mr. Imperial Master, to mind your own business."
"So we haven't reached an agreement yet, right?" A cold light flashed in Jun Jingli's eyes. Since they haven't reached an agreement, they can only force it.
"What? You want to fight just because you disagree with me?" Mu Huan scoffed at the puppets, who were gradually regaining their consciousness. The humans were all the same, fond of playing dirty tricks. Beyond that, they didn't know how to deal with others.
"It's because the Ghost Lord isn't cooperating enough, otherwise we wouldn't have to resort to brute force to solve the problem."
Jun Jingli stretched out his hands and waved. His hands were very pale!
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