Ghost King’s Sacrificial Little Bride (19)
Not long after Bai Weiwei left.
The telephone in the room rang.
Ji Yongchuan looked at the phone indifferently, the call automatically transferred to voicemail.
A familiar voice sounded.
Ji Yongchuan immediately sat up straight, this voice……
“I saw that your life lamp hasn’t gone out, so I know you’ve escaped disaster.”
“Because of physical reasons, uncle needed to go out for a while. Don’t go out lightly during ghost month, you have an extreme yin constitution, it will provoke otherworldly things.”
As for the ghost king, since his succession has failed, there’s nothing to fear.”
“Once I recover, I’ll kill him myself so you don’t have to worry about it.”
“Wait till uncle comes back.”
The recording ended.
Ji Yongchuan’s eyes were peerlessly dark, and a few strands of an indignant uncanny light burned.
He reached out, and a small blue ghost fire appeared over his fingers.
Boom, the phone message was directly destroyed.
He gritted his teeth and coldly smiled, “Bai Wen, I want to see how you’ll kill me, don’t you want to save her? Extreme yin women are the best tonics for ghosts, I’ll drain Bai Weiwei’s essential qi, what can you do to me then?”
Bai Wen’s name.
It was well known in the ghost realm.
Just in his twenties, but had killed countless ghosts, just the name could make ghosts that heard lose their courage.
He was the ghost realm’s most hated human.
No, it should be said that the entire Bai family was the most hated existence of the ghost realm.
When Bai Weiwei came in, she saw Ji Yongchuan gritting his teeth and smiling coldly at the phone. How could that shaded, monstrous appearance have even a strand of youthful purity.
It seemed he realized she came.
Ji Yongchuan changed his expression in a second, into a breezy smile.
Bai Weiwei: This face change speed, doesn’t pass the test, ah.
Without a trace of transition, she beamed happily, “Little Gege, you hungry?”
Ji Yongchuan thought of her poisonous uniquely dark cooking, and his body couldn’t help shuddering.
Bai Weiwei’s expression was pure and foolish, unable to understand the refusal in his words at all.
“I also made some small pastries, you can eat them.”
Ji Yongchuan’s smile stiffened, it wasn’t easy to restore his strength. He wouldn’t eat her pastries, or in the next moment he’d be knocked down to the underworld. It would directly send his soul flying, and his spirit would be lost.
Bai Weiwei smiled sweetly, she reached out carefully to hold his sleeve, her eyes full of joy.
“Little Gege, you eat it, eat it.”
Ji Yongchuan smiled amiably, however it revealed a trace of mom sells a batch1.
He gently held her hand, “You ah, how big are you, but still so spoiled.”
Bai Weiwei tenderly and slowly, “I’m only spoiled to you.”
The two couldn’t help looking at each other, staring, gazing, they both blushed at the same time.
Then simultaneously lowered their heads, with identical shy appearances.
The system couldn’t help but bow its head to check Ji Yongchuan’s pitch black eyes, shrouded in evil qi.
Then go and observe its own host, whose eyes were invincibly cold and still.
The system shook: these two goods, this artificial love between men and women. No more, it had to eat a slice cake to fill its stomach now, otherwise later it would be too disgusted to eat.
Bai Weiwei suddenly pffft laughed, “Tricked you, I can’t cook good food, you wait for me.”
Having said that, she re-set the table.
On the table, it was all……
Ji Yongchuan pupils shrank, all things that were very good for ghosts.
What soul supplement beads, yang converting dispersals, spirit gathering water.
These things were rare in the underworld.
Just moving a hand and she made an incredible spread.
The Bai family truly was rich.
Bai Weiwei was very generous, directly using the incense to offer it all to Ji Yongchuan.
“Eat more, little Gege, I’ll raise you fat and fair.”
1: 妈卖批, slang, means your mom’s a whore.↩