Chapter 238 The woman is yours, the man is mine
It was the woman who spoke.
The male ghost's eyes widened when he saw Yu Xiaoluo. He hadn't seen such a beautiful woman in a long time, and she had actually delivered herself to his door today. This man would also be a good opportunity for him to practice his skills.
The male ghost grinned lewdly, "Beautiful lady, did you come to see me?"
"Of course, otherwise why would I come? I've heard you're incredibly capable and powerful, so I've come here because of your reputation."
Upon hearing this, the male ghost chuckled, "Hehe, I'm not that amazing. If I'm second in the ghost realm, then no one is first."
Yu Xiaolu looked surprised. "Uh, so you're the legendary Ghost King."
"More or less, it's almost there."
"Tsk tsk, a quasi-Ghost King, you're quite modest. But we've also encountered a Ghost King before, a woman, who was—"
Yu Xiaoluo pouted at Qingqiu, "He killed her."
The male ghost was taken aback and looked at Qingqiu, but then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, this is hilarious! Although you can see me and I'm not an ordinary person, saying I killed the Ghost King—haha—brother, are you just trying to make me laugh?"
Qingqiu smiled faintly, "That's one way to understand it."
"Well, since you made me happy, I'll give you a whole corpse. As for this woman, hehe—"
At this point, the male ghost thrust the dagger in his hand toward Qingqiu's heart. Qingqiu neither dodged nor flinched; he simply grabbed the blade with his fingers and was not even slightly injured.
The male ghost was startled and tried to pull back the dagger, but it seemed to have taken root and remained fixed in place. He exerted force again, and Qingqiu's hand loosened, causing him to fall backward and land on his back.
Yu Xiaoluo giggled, "Haha, isn't this the quasi-Ghost King? So rookie, no way, tsk tsk, each generation is worse than the last."
Perhaps her laughter was too loud, for the door was flung open with a bang, and the short-haired female ghost's scolding voice rang out, "You, surnamed Xiao, how dare you keep a mistress behind my back—"
However, she was stunned to find that there was a man inside, and a very handsome man at that. She couldn't believe that there were such handsome men in the world.
Her eyes were fixed on Qingqiu, completely forgetting what she had just been doing.
Who is this?
Yu Xiaoluo stood in front of Qingqiu with a grin, "This is my man, what's wrong, sister, do you want him?"
The short-haired female ghost glanced at her boyfriend, whose gaze was somewhat unfriendly, then at Qingqiu, who was calmly looking at her, and swallowed hard. "Your man—"
Her gaze drifted to the male ghost, and she gave him a fawning smile. "Brother, how about you keep the girl and I keep the boy?"
The short-haired female ghost was waiting for the male ghost's answer when she heard a sharp "smack," and her face immediately burned. It wasn't the male ghost; he got up and stood there without moving.
It was that woman, Yu Xiaoluo. "Oh, Miss, you've got some pretty good ideas. You didn't even ask if we were willing. That's not right. They say forced love isn't sweet. Do you like unsweet love, Miss?"
Yu Xiaoluo's voice was delicate, melodious, and very gentle and pleasant to listen to, like she was coaxing an older sister. But then, with a "whoosh," she slapped Yu Xiaoluo across the face.
This slap was much harder than the one before; the short-haired female ghost was actually spun around several times before collapsing with a thud.
"Ugh, she's really asking for trouble, wanting my man too. Who gave her the nerve?"
Qingqiu also slapped the male ghost, sending him flying into the roof and smashing a hole in it. Who could withstand his current divine power?
After falling, the male ghost snapped out of his shock. This man was indeed powerful, but he was also a quasi-ghost king, not an ordinary person. Why didn't he fight back?
He suddenly used a teleportation technique, and countless male ghosts swirled around Qingqiu and Yu Xiaoluo.
One after another, Yin needles flew out from all directions, heading towards them. These Yin needles were extremely cold and poisonous. If an ordinary person was hit by them, they would be corroded by the Yin poison. At best, they would be seriously injured, and if they could not be detoxified in time, they would die. At worst, they would die on the spot.
Yu Xiaoluo immediately cast six yellow talismans to set up a defensive formation, which enveloped the two of them. When the Yin needles approached, they were repelled.
When the male ghost saw that this little girl knew this trick, he knew that he had met a tough opponent today. She was the first person to be able to defend against the Yin Needles in his Body Shifting Technique. Even the most powerful masters before him could not withstand this move.
Many so-called masters died from the poison caused by his yin needles.
After all, how could ordinary Taoist priests, feng shui masters, and metaphysical masters be a match for someone who has absorbed so many souls and is at the level of a near-ghost king?
After the Yin Needles dissipated, Yu Xiaoluo withdrew the protective shield. The male ghost snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and the chilling aura leaked out.
Instantly, everything in the room seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Although Yu Xiaoluo and Qingqiu were dressed in many layers, they still felt a chilling cold.
However, the short-haired female ghost was not so lucky. She was trembling all over, as if her body was covered in frost. She stumbled and tried to run out, but she only got to the door before she froze.
"Hey, you idiot, you froze your mistress to death. Tsk tsk, you've lost your wife and your mistress, you've lost everything."
The male ghost ignored the short-haired female ghost. Seeing that the couple was still unharmed, he was horrified and increased the intensity of his chilling energy.
Qingqiu was too lazy to play with him. With a wave of his arm, spiritual energy spread out, instantly dissolving the chilling aura. However, after being frozen by the chilling aura, the short-haired white ghost was then cleansed by the yang spiritual energy and instantly turned to ashes.
She probably never dreamed that the person who would kill her was the lover she had always manipulated.
She thought she was in control of everything, but in the end, she ended up like this.
The male ghost watched the short-haired female ghost disappear into thin air, glancing at her indifferently without much sadness. Then, realizing that he probably couldn't win against the couple, he turned and ran.
Before it could run more than a few steps, it was caught by Qingqiu like a chicken.
"Young man and young lady, please spare me! I promise I'll never hurt anyone again. I'll go deep into the mountains and never come out again—"
The male ghost begged for mercy while struggling.
"So noisy." Qingqiu slapped him, making him spin around in place like a top for a while before finally stopping and sitting down on the ground.
He opened his mouth and begged for mercy again, but Qingqiu said impatiently, "Shut up, or I'll slap your soul away."
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