Chapter 360 The Cat Demon is Sick
In a battle between powerful beings like Jiaying and the Ghost King, it would be impossible to determine the winner without fighting for several days and nights.
Jiaying's Buddhist mantra had an absolute suppressive effect on the ghost clan. The Ghost King relied on his large numbers and refused to give in, and the war fell into a stalemate.
When big guys fight, everyone suffers.
Ye Xiaoman and other selected beauties were sent to a specific area in the magic circle, closer to the battlefield.
Ye Xiaoman speculated that there was a core array somewhere underground, where people's truest desires could be stimulated several times.
The Ghost King first wore down Jiaying with a war of attrition, and when he was exhausted, he drove him here and trapped him in a magic circle to complete the final process of alienation.
The Ghost King's orders were still for the beauties to remain on standby, but he kept his mouth shut and refused to say when or how the attack would be launched.
This made the beauties very anxious. Although being chosen to be cannon fodder was a matter of time, it was like a death row inmate who did not know the exact method of death and execution date, and every day was tormenting.
The beauties complained privately that the Ghost King's men gave special treatment to the death squad, and their food and accommodation were arranged according to the highest standards for civil servants. Many beauties lived a dissolute life, taking the opportunity to demand delicacies from land and sea, and recruiting the top girls in the brothels to come for pleasure.
As the war in the sky became intense, there was singing and dancing in a small corner underground, forming a unique landscape.
Ye Xiaoman watched from the side and found it curious.
When she read the book before, she followed the protagonist's perspective and experienced exciting battles and the thrill of seizing treasures and upgrading.
People in different positions often have different perspectives on the same thing. Now that she is at the bottom of the society, she finds that most of the ghosts are like her, they don't like war and just want to earn a salary and live in peace.
Ye Xiaoman followed the resentful beauties to the commander-in-chief's camp to ask for food and drink. She happily returned to her barracks carrying a few pots of fine wine and a few pounds of snacks.
Along the way, the female ghost soldiers stood outside the tents, looked up at the water mirror in the sky, and followed the development of the war.
Ye Xiaoman also looked up. On the first day, she could still see Jiaying, but in the past few days, the fighting had caused flying sand and rocks, and the scene was dark and gloomy with ghosts howling and wolves howling, and she could not see anything clearly.
Also, because Jiaying's mantra is lethal to the ghost clan, even if you watch the live broadcast and hear the spell, you can still be hurt. The live broadcast in the past few days has been played in silence, which is even more boring.
She withdrew her gaze with a lack of interest, lifted the curtain and walked into the barracks.
Yue Mushan heard her footsteps and sat up from the camp bed holding the quilt.
While others ordered takeout, she brought her own handsome young man.
Yue Mushan had lost his usual vitality and looked a little sick. His body temperature was higher than usual, and his skin was covered with a layer of rose-red color.
"elder sister."
Even the cat ears drooped listlessly.
Ye Xiaoman looked a little distressed. She placed the food and wine on the table, picked out a few light side dishes, put them in a bowl and handed it to Yue Mushan.
"Are you still feeling unwell today?"
Yue Mushan shook his head. He did not tell Ye Xiaoman that he was in a passionate period. He couldn't say those three words out loud, as they always felt like they contained a shameless plea.
"It will be fine in a few days." Yue Mushan said briefly.
"You might be affected by the evil spirit," Ye Xiaoman said caringly, "If it really doesn't work, I'll go say hello and send you back."
She always had a feeling that Jiaying would jump in front of her while they were playing. A successful Aquaman would not let two fish coexist in the same space. He had to hide the little cat demon first.
Yue Mushan just drank some tea to moisten his throat and then lay down. "I won't leave. I want to live and die with my sister."
If we are caught by Jiaying, I'm afraid we will live and die together.
"Amu, if we ever meet Jiaying, you must turn into a cat immediately, okay?"
Stealing people and stealing cats have two different consequences.
Yue Mushan wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, leaving only his head exposed. He forced himself to act normal and chatted with Ye Xiaoman with a smile, "Why?"
Ye Xiaoman unscrewed the wine flask and took a sip of plum wine. "I'm going to fight Jiaying, aren't I? I heard Jiaying is very cruel. After you turned into an animal, I thought monks wouldn't abuse their pets. Even if I lose, you can still escape."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of him."
As soon as Ye Xiaoman saw Yue Mushan's body lying horizontally, she wanted to get on the bed and touch it. "I'm scared, let me hug Ah Mu's tail."
Driven by the instincts of a passionate beast, Yue Mushan stared at Ye Xiaoman with deep and dark eyes, still speaking with the appearance of a cute and harmless boy:
"We are still in the military camp and are being watched. Sister, please be patient for a few more days."
Reason said no, but Yuwang was adding fuel to the fire, making the wildfire burn more vigorously: "When we get home, sister can touch you wherever you want."
Ye Xiaoman's self-control was almost zero to begin with, so she couldn't stand Yue Mushan's teasing. She immediately threw herself on the bed and hugged Yue Mushan through the quilt, "I don't care, I want to hug him now."
"Will my sister always like me?"
"Nonsense, who else could be my most beloved little sweetheart besides you?"
"But you were staring at Jiaying in a trance that day?"
"Hey, Jiaying is nothing. He's not even as good as a hair of yours."
"I recorded what my sister just said with the camera."
"W-What! Delete it now!"
"Just kidding, why are you so nervous, sister?"
"Don't say such horrible things next time!"
The two were fighting when a sharp horn suddenly sounded outside.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Xiaoman felt a strong earthquake, as if a giant object as big as a planet fell from the sky and smashed a deep hole in the ground.
The call for assembly became more and more urgent.
Ye Xiaoman raised her face from Yue Mushan's neck and was caught off guard. The Ghost King was going to use the beauty trap on Jiaying.
"You guys go up in groups of ten."
"Anyone who dares to escape from the battlefield will be killed without mercy."
The Ghost King's messenger, who was in charge of selecting beauties from among the ghost soldiers, stood in front of thousands of beauties and gave orders.
Ye Xiaoman felt a little confused.
She was forced to interrupt her tender relationship with Yue Mushan, was dragged out of the barracks and thrown onto a warship. Escorted by the army, the warship sped across the sea of blood and headed for the battlefield.
Above their heads, the wind and clouds were surging, and Jiaying and the Ghost King were fighting without seeing the light of day.
A sea of blood was boiling beneath their feet. As the ghost ship entered the core battle zone, the defensive array engraved on the hull began to twist and deform. The hull creaked and cracked into countless pieces, almost disintegrating.
Ye Xiaoman narrowed her eyes, concentrated her spiritual energy in her eyes, and tried to see the battle situation on the scene through the lightning and thunder when the ultimate move was performed.
Looking at the horizon, Jiaying was no longer high in the sky.
He sat cross-legged on a golden lotus, his thin lips moving as he continued to chant scriptures. The magnificent and huge golden statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood behind him, giving him endless blessings.
The red light of the entire Huangquandu Buddha-destroying formation gathered under Jiaying. The red light was like crisscrossing blood vessels, continuously transporting rich evil energy towards Jiaying.
The Ghost King himself turned into a blood shackle, condensing the power of an ancient curse, pressing on Jiaying's head, pushing him hard into the sea of blood.
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