The person who did things poorly, lost a soul, and made Dongcheng uneasy... no, he was a ghost. He really deserves death.

Not only did Bai Chenxiao not feel scared because he was facing an inhumane person, but he also exposed his deepest side.

The remaining soul in his hand struggled continuously, and Bai Chenxiao clenched it hard in his palm.

Mo Junxie blew on it and spat out words that sounded gentle but fierce: "If you move it again... I'll crush it to death."

Gui Jianchou trembled, immediately lowered his head, clenched his fists and broke into a cold sweat.

For the first time, I felt that being a ghost king was so disgusting that even a human could be bullied into him.

Seeing that he was silent, Mo Junxie narrowed his eyes, with a hint of smile in his deep eyes, but said gloomily: "Do you know what he looks like?"

"I know." Gui Jianchou lowered his head: "My subordinates are also doing their best to find him. I believe they can find him in just three days."

"Three days??" Mo Junxie walked toward him step by step, holding the man in his arms: "Do you want Dongcheng to turn into a scum city?"

The so-called scum means that people's hearts have been hollowed out and turned into cold corpses.

"Besides... I've let him out to play for so long!" Mo Junxie stopped, found a clean black stone, and sat down.

Ye Zhikuang turned over, hooked his neck with his hands, and blew on his neck.

The hot breath made his body tremble, and numbness of electricity flowed from head to toe.

He lowered his head and warned: "Be honest with me."

She yawned loudly, rubbed her eyes, and glanced around.

It was pitch black and the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see the road in the distance.

But their bodies emitted a strange light, which did not make her surroundings seem dark.

She raised her hand, held her forehead and said: "Actually, he didn't come out to play for a few days. Most of the time he hid in the smelly black bear cave. If... we could get his soul out of the thousand-year-old demon's body.

Drag it out and play hard for a few more days, I think... it will be more fun."

What a...what a sinister woman.

The corner of Gui Jianchou's mouth twitched a few times, and he broke into a cold sweat.

Even ghosts plotted against him, but he surrendered.

"Well, that's a good idea." Mo Junxie nodded, and the smile on his lips became more perfect as the woman spoke.

"Gui Jianchou..." Ye Zhikuang turned around, his eyes fell coldly on Gui Jianchou: "Don't be so afraid of us, raise your head and talk to us normally, remember... when we first met, you were not

Such a coward."

Gui Jianchou gritted his teeth, "Auntie, do you think I am willing to be so cowardly? If you have the ability, try to send the immortal around you away."

He raised his head and smiled "haha" twice at Ye Zhikuang: "Girl, I have to thank you for saving me last time."

"Oh." She responded, then lowered her head, as if she was quietly meditating on something. The expression on her face was frozen, and it was impossible to guess what was in her mind. Then she raised her head and said, "Don't Cha.

Let’s open the topic, where is Baili Qinghong’s body?”

Although the Ghost King's leader collapsed, Baili Qinghong's body was well preserved by Mo Junxie.

But, despite this, Baili Qinghong's soul did not end well.

I didn't know how many pieces were divided by the ghost soldiers. No, later on, Gui Jianchou collected the remaining souls of Baili Qinghong and counted them... and then counted them... and only after counting did he realize that one piece was missing.
Chapter completed!