The Ghost Emperor Hou Qing snorted and glanced at You Hui, who was pinching his left hand, with disdain. "As long as you swear to me that you have nothing to do with this man, I will believe it."
Zhang Meng glanced at Youhui, whose face was turning increasingly pale, and quickly swore, "Okay, okay, I swear, I swear to you, I have nothing to do with this man. Is this okay? Just let him go."
"Hmph, you're so quick to post. You must be feeling guilty. This means this man is really related to you. If that's the case, I really can't let him go. I'm going to kill him and make him stay in this underworld forever. He won't have the chance to be with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Qing stepped up his efforts.
You Hui's eyes immediately rolled back and he looked like he was about to die.
Zhang Meng yelled anxiously, "Hou Qing, you bastard, if you don't put that person down to me, I'll cripple you, believe it or not!"
"Galan, you, you are finally back!" Hou Qing looked at Zhang Meng with an expression of disbelief on his face.
At the same time, the hand that was pinching Youhui slowly relaxed.
Youhui, who was finally able to breathe fresh air, coughed violently several times, and only then did he feel like he was alive again.
Zhang Meng is now in a completely confused state.
She didn't know what was going on with that sentence, but she shouted it out subconsciously, as if it was supposed to be said in that tone.
Hou Qing let go of Gu Mingtai and Youhui as if he was possessed, and strode towards Zhang Meng, "Jialan, is it really you? I knew you would come back. It doesn't matter, even if you lied to me at the beginning. It's just two pills. Take them if you want. As long as you are willing to come back and be with me, that's enough." After saying that, Hou Qing suddenly hugged Zhang Meng tightly.
Gu Mingtai, who had just stood firm, looked up and saw this scene that made him so angry that the blood flowed back all over his body. When he was about to rush forward with a gloomy face, he suddenly regretted it and grabbed his arm.
"Comrade Gu, don't be impulsive. This Hou Qing is not like the ghosts we encountered before. He is at the level of Ghost Emperor. If we want to defeat this guy, we must take a long-term approach."
Gu Mingtai glanced sideways at the arm he was holding and said coldly, "Let go."
You Hui's body froze, but when he thought of what the other person was going to do, he gained a little courage and shook his head, "No, Comrade Gu, I can't just watch you die."
On the other side, when Zhang Meng was about to be suffocated by this guy, she quickly reached out and pushed him, "Let me go, I'm about to be suffocated to death by you."
Hou Qing looked at her flushed face and quickly let her go. A silly smile appeared on his stiff face. "Jialan, I knew you still had me in your heart. I was right!"
Zhang Meng was a little confused about what to do with him. She took a few steps back and tried to communicate with him, "You just said that I cheated you of something. What did I cheat you of?"
"My two pills, but it doesn't matter. As long as you come back to me, I'll give you those two pills if you like them."
Zhang Meng frowned and suddenly remembered her two eyeballs. She was shocked. Could it be that her two eyeballs were the two pills he mentioned?
Zhang Meng came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and continued, "Hou Qing, do you have something called resurrection grass here? Can you help me get some?"
Hou Qing frowned, "What do you want the resurrection grass for?"
Zhang Meng rolled her eyes upwards and said with a laugh, "A friend of mine wants it."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Meng asked impatiently, "Do you have it or not? If not, just say it directly. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Hou Qing immediately smiled and said, "Yes, I have the Eighteen Levels of Hell here. I have all kinds of precious herbs. You want one, right? I'll pick it for you right away."
Looking at Hou Qing who was running over to pick the resurrection grass, Zhang Meng came to the conclusion that this guy had a masochistic tendency.
At this moment, Zhang Meng noticed that Gu Mingtai was about to rush over, which scared her. She quickly blinked at him to remind him not to do anything rash.
Before she could figure out whether Gu Mingtai understood what she meant, Hou Qing, who had gone to get the resurrection grass, fell back.
"Galan, look, this is the resurrection grass you want. It's still fresh. Take it." Hou Qing put the resurrection grass, which was glowing white and covered with water droplets, into Zhang Meng's hand with a flattering look on his face.
As soon as Zhang Meng grabbed the resurrection grass, her whole body seemed to be cleansed by it, and the fatigue in her body disappeared in an instant.
The Resurrection Herb was in hand, but a greater difficulty lay ahead. Zhang Meng was now contemplating how to get rid of this annoying Hou Qing.
"Galan, you came to see me this time, have you decided to be with me forever?" Hou Qing asked with a smile.
Zhang Meng's body stiffened, and the smile on her face froze even more. "This, this..."
Before she could finish, Hou Qing rushed in to speak, "Don't worry, I've made a great renovation here. Look, the grass is lush and green, it's no longer the barren place it used to be. Look again, there are the peonies I planted for you. Don't you like this kind of flower the most? I've planted quite a few, you'll definitely like it here."
Seeing that he was talking more and more as if she wanted to stay here, Zhang Meng quickly interrupted him, "Well, I won't stay! Also, I'm really not the Galan you're waiting for. My name is Zhang Meng, and I'm just an ordinary fortune teller."
Hou Qing, who had a smile on his face, changed his expression drastically when he heard this. Suddenly, an invisible, huge and infinite power burst out from his body, spreading rapidly from under his feet towards them.
"You are Galan, you are lying to me again. Why, why do you always lie to me? I don't care. This time you must stay here with me. I will never let you leave here again." Hou Qing, with flying hair, stared at Zhang Meng with red eyes and shouted loudly.
Zhang Meng took two steps back in fear. "How many times do you want me to tell you that I'm really not the Galan you mentioned? My name is Zhang Meng. If you don't believe me, I can show you my ID card. My real name is Zhang Meng."
"You lied to me again. This time I won't let you fool me. You are Galan. I won't admit my mistake."
Hou Qing's clothes suddenly opened, revealing his bronze chest.
Zhang Meng took a look and quickly turned her face away. Although this guy is a zombie, he does not have the shriveled body of a zombie. His body is better than that of a normal person.
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