Chapter 48: The ghosts in the Ghost King’s underground palace are loyal!

The bone-chilling coldness rushed straight into his mind, dispelling much of his warmth and awareness.

His fingers curled up and he suddenly laughed in front of Han Xunzhen and Bai Lingling.

"Good Ayu."

Miserable and sad, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes that seemed to be gleaming with tears.

Before Han Xunzhen and Bai Lingling could come to their senses, Xie Tingyu rushed directly into the tide of ghosts in a flash. Ze Lan felt a breath disappear behind him, and after careful investigation, he found that it was Xie Tingyu's.

Her moves became a little chaotic for a moment, and she raised her hand and whipped it down, "Where's Xie Tingyu?"

This was the first time Ze Lan called Xie Tingyu's name directly. Bai Lingling was stunned for a moment, "She rushed in, into the tide of ghosts."

Han Xunzhen noticed that Wen Zhiyu's eyes were strange. The emotion that was revealed was not worry and sadness. This reminded him of what Xie Tingyu had said before.

Someone will not let her die.

Is this person... Wen Zhiyu?

I felt the bones and flesh in my body were making mournful cries, and severe pain was coming from inside, with waves of sharp pain in my skin and flesh.

Wen Zhiyu had a blank expression on his face, with cold sweat on his forehead. He reached his hand into the darkness beside him. The "darkness" squirmed for a moment, then suddenly retreated.

Those ghosts that were madly rushing towards the other people suddenly retreated like a tide when they met Wen Zhiyu, and moved away from where Wen Zhiyu was. The darkness seemed to be melted away and instantly turned into black mist and dissipated.

After Zelan noticed that the force of the attack in front of him had weakened a lot, he used much less force on the whip, retracted his force, and silently took two steps back.

When he approached the person lying on the ground with only one breath left, he raised his foot and kicked him.

Li Jue was in a state of confusion when he was suddenly hit hard on the waist.

He opened his eyes dazedly, and what came into view was a pair of beautiful eyes, which looked a little softer in the dim light.

Li Jue groaned, his throat aching and almost unable to speak. He just forced his eyelids open and looked at Ze Lan's face.

"You came all this way to...save me?"

"Why aren't you dead yet?"

Li Jue:……?

Ze Lan felt disgusted by the sticky gaze, she frowned and said, "Get lost."

Then he kicked him again, kicking Li Jue away. Ze Lan didn't care whether Li Jue lived or died.

But Li Jue's vitality was so strong. He was stabbed by Wen Zhiyu, tied to a jade bar and dragged all the way by Han Xunzhen, and now he was attacked by a ghost.

Although he has faced many dangerous situations and is now on his last legs, he has not yet died.

This is quite unusual.

Ze Lan thought for a moment and walked towards Wen Zhiyu. Her expression was cold, just as cold as Wen Zhiyu's. There seemed to be a subtle confrontation between the two of them.

Zelan has a cold personality to begin with, and Wen Zhiyu is the one who looks gentle and kind. However, at this moment, Wen Zhiyu's face is even uglier than Zelan's. He glanced at Zelan and said nothing.

But there was an air of rejection in his tone, as if he was warning Ze Lan not to act rashly.

"I don't know what you and A-Yu were arguing about, but I guess you have the means to know that A-Yu's life is not in danger at the moment, but you have to bring her back." Ze Lan's voice had never been so angry.

Han Xunzhen also widened his eyes, obviously a little surprised by Zelan's appearance.

"Senior Sister..."

Ze Lan's words were decisive and full of conviction.

Wen Zhiyu raised her lips, "Junior sister, it's okay, I will bring her back."

Ze Lan snorted coldly and turned back.

No one knew what means Wen Zhiyu used to make all the ghosts around stay outside, not too far away from them.

Without Xie Tingyu, who knows ghost arts, Wen Zhiyu is the only one who has this possibility.

Ze Lan glanced at him and saw that Wen Zhiyu looked distracted and not at all anxious. For some reason, he couldn't control his hand and wanted to whip Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhi and Zi Ran could sense the anger emerging from Ze Lan.

He tilted his head, and the heavy sleeves of his clothes moved as he walked.

Wen Zhiyu reached out to touch the things in the dark. The ghosts squeezed into the corner and had no way to escape. Wen Zhiyu's figure disappeared in an instant.

Ze Lan grabbed Bai Lingling's sleeve. Bai Lingling blinked her deer eyes and asked hesitantly, "Are they okay?"

"There is no danger here for the time being. We can take a rest first." Ze Lan did not directly answer Bai Lingling's question. She closed her eyes and pulled Bai Lingling to sit down cross-legged.

There was dirty black and green mucus and leaked yellow sand under her body, but Zelan didn't care at all. Her face was stained with mucus. Bai Lingling hesitated for a moment and withdrew her gaze from the "darkness".

"Do you want to treat the wound?"

Han Xunzhen also sat down beside him, his back leaning against the wall. The black ghost that was originally on it was nowhere to be found. Han Xunzhen bent his legs and looked at the small flame burning on his fingertips, and suddenly laughed.

The faint laughter echoed in the corridor of the underground palace, sounding a little strange.

Han Xunzhen also heard the echo, and suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, blurting out: "Fuck."

Bai Lingling glanced at him and asked, "Did you learn this from Miss Xie again?"

"She always talks weirdly, and she says so much that it's hard for me to forget." Han Xunzhen sighed.

Suddenly I remembered that all the abnormalities of my senior sister recently seemed to have happened after she met Xie Tingyu.

It seems that Xie Tingyu really has a strange influence.

It can influence many people without them realizing it.

Xie Tingyu walked into the darkness by himself, with countless ghosts howling and all kinds of mumbling filling his ears.

Xie Tingyu closed his eyes, and a purple-gold light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, the ghostly howling sound in the darkness disappeared, turning into a terrifying silence.

In this darkness, ghosts lurked around Xie Tingyu, like predators waiting for their prey to drop its guard.

An attack could come at any time.

However, no one would have thought that this skinny girl who looked like a prey was actually the predator standing at the top of the ghost clan.

Scanning with a cold and divine gaze, Xie Tingyu sneered, enduring the pain of her mortal body being torn apart by the ghost energy, and her voice was spread by her powerful ghost energy.

"You ants, dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?" Xie Tingyu was like a fish in water among the tide of ghosts.

The sealed ghost power dissipated a lot at this moment.

Break out suddenly from the restriction.

The restriction actually began to shake, as if it might collapse at any time.

Xie Tingyu was secretly absorbing the ghost power here for his own use. Any ghost that Xie Tingyu targeted could not escape and was directly shocked by the powerful power contained in the ghost power.

I can only become the nourishment for Xie Tingyu to recover his strength.

"If you disrespect the Ghost King, this will be your end." Xie Tingyu's purple pupils flashed with golden light. Xie Tingyu had not controlled this kind of power for a long time. She only felt that the power in her body was full, making her feel particularly powerful.

Able to destroy all the ghosts in this underground palace with just a wave of his hand.

Maybe in its heyday, but not now.

Xie Tingyu is very aware of his current strength.

Otherwise, he would have broken the spell and killed Wen Zhiyu long ago.

Xie Tingyu's figure wandered among the ghosts, and the ghosts' remaining sanity made it difficult for them to approach the girl in white.

Feeling the extreme attraction yet the feeling of being afraid to approach, the ghosts kept roaring, as if expressing their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Shut up, or I'll throw you all into the Ninth Abyss, where you'll never be able to reincarnate."

Xie Tingyu thought for a moment, and a sly smile appeared on her bright face, "But the cultivators who have fallen in the world of cultivation cannot be reincarnated."

"Is this why you are stuck here, like ghosts?"

Xie Tingyu's words were so tempting that they forgot their previous fear and were unconsciously attracted to Xie Tingyu. When they were still a short distance away from Xie Tingyu, they stopped as if waking up from a dream.

Xie Tingyu sat cross-legged casually on the ground, looking at the ghosts surrounding her, who were eager to get closer but unwilling to stop because of the suppression of the ghost energy in their blood.

She laughed, like a goddess surrounded by stars and moons among these ghosts, "I can show you a way."

The sound paused at the right moment, and the ghosts that still had some sanity shook their bodies, as if they were trying to listen attentively.

Xie Ting raised the corners of his lips slightly, "If you kill me here, you will be taken directly to the Ghost Mansion. If you successfully resist before being imprisoned in Jiuyuan, you can gain a foothold in the Ghost Mansion. This is a very good method. It depends on whether you can catch it and whether you want to try it."

This extremely tempting method caused the ghosts to start roaring at each other.

Xie Tingyu sighed, "To be honest, you can attack me right now. In fact, you only need to break through this so-called blood suppression and kill me. It's that simple."

One of the ghosts with a stronger aura squeezed out from the tide of ghosts. His face, whose features could not be seen clearly, seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

He bowed to Xie Tingyu and said, "King, please give us a chance."

"A chance to start over."

Unexpectedly, there was a highly intelligent ghost among this pile of ghosts. Xie Tingyu raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, but she remained calm.

Her voice was still dignified. "I don't think I have that much time to save you. There are countless ghosts in this underground palace. I can't give them all a chance..." She paused, "This... do you understand?"

Xie Tingyu was not only stating her conditions, but also secretly observing the leader of the ghosts through these words to see what level of mental sane he was and whether he could understand the deeper meaning of her words.

However, to Xie Tingyu's surprise, the ghost bowed again and said, "King, I can handle everything for you. I only ask you to give me a chance to start a new life next time."

Xie Tingyu raised his hand and swung out a ghost power. Red threads emerged from Xie Tingyu's fingertips and pierced straight into the ghost's eyebrows. The highly intelligent ghost didn't move at all.

Let Xie Tingyu do whatever he wants.

It was as if he was showing his loyalty to Xie Tingyu.

In a place that Xie Tingyu didn't notice, the highly intelligent ghost trembled slightly. Suddenly, he heard the smiling voice of the young ghost king.

"Can."