Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 185 Ghost King Dotes on His Wife (11)

Kuang Xin looked at the gauze on her arm, it seemed that in this world, she had a special affinity with the infirmary.

"Okay, let's go back and rest." The school doctor clapped his hands, indicating that Kuang Xin could leave.

"Thank you so much today, your name is Fanxin, right?"

The girl held Kuang Xin's hand, with a grateful face, "My name is Zhang Qin."

"It's okay, it's easy to do." Kuang Xin shook her head in relief, and before she could take a few steps out of the infirmary, she saw two people rushing over from afar.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Xiaoyue and Mo Gu rushed to Kuang Xin, a little out of breath, but their eyes were full of concern and anxiety.

"Senior? Senior sister? How did you..." Know she was injured?

The two glanced at Zhang Qin, Zhang Qin smiled and said, "I'm going back to class first, Fanxin, see you later!"

After Zhang Qin left, Xiaoyue came closer: "We have seen the commotion in your classroom and the ghost-faced butterfly flying out."

"Jing has gone after him, are you alright?" Mogu stared at Kuang Xin's bandaged hand.

"It's okay, skin trauma." Kuang Xin shook her head, remembering the strangeness on Zhang Qin's forehead, she frowned a little.

In the memory of the original owner, the ghost-faced butterfly is a beast of the ghost clan. Except for the ghost king Bai's family, there are only a few big families that have control over it.

Why are they staring at Zhang Qin?Moreover, it seems to put her to death.

On the mountain behind the school, the ghost-faced butterfly quickly flew towards the Gate of Yin and Yang.

He was helpless and impatient with the chasing figure behind him, so he had to keep speeding up.

It's a pity, how can he compare to that pervert?A moon-white figure stood between him and the Gate of Yin-Yang in an instant, with black hair fluttering in the wind, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were piercingly cold.

The ghost-faced butterfly sighed, turned into a human form, kneeled down and saluted with some reluctance: "The eldest prince."

The man nodded slightly, and his smile deepened.

"Come on, you know what I'm going to ask."

"Please don't embarrass your subordinates." Although Ghost Face Die lowered her head, there was a hint of disdain in her tone.

After all, he is also a holy beast of the ghost clan, but he is a descendant of the Bai family concubine, so using honorific words for him is already a great way to save face!
There was a sudden whistling in his ear, and a gust of wind blew towards him. When he raised his eyes, the eldest prince was still smiling, but an invisible oppressive feeling came over him, and the ghost-faced butterfly suddenly felt a little out of breath.

And his ghost power also began to slowly dissipate!
The ghost-faced butterfly was so frightened that she lowered her head and begged for mercy: "Prince, please raise your hands high!"

He is really out of his mind, how could he forget that the ability of this bastard is almost comparable to that of the ghost king Bai Luo!

"Do you know who you hurt today?"

The ghost-faced butterfly thought about it carefully, the girl who rushed over to protect Zhang Qin was indeed a bit familiar... He remembered, the future ghost concubine, the eldest daughter of the Fan family!

But, the parents of the Fan family are the fiancées of the crown prince, so what does it matter to the eldest prince?

A pleasant cell phone rang, breaking the frozen atmosphere.

The oppressive feeling and the wind around him gradually subsided, and the ghost-faced butterfly stopped thinking about it, and took this opportunity to turn into a black mist and sneak into the gate of yin and yang.

Slowly turning around and watching the gate of Yin and Yang gradually close, the man sighed slightly, and then switched on.

"Jing, have you caught up?" Mogu's voice came from the phone.

"You made the call in a timely manner." Zhong Lijing smiled and shook his head as his body gradually transformed into a human appearance, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

With a slight movement in his hand, a black gold badge that he just took off from Ghost Face Butterfly lay quietly in his palm.

Zhong Lijing stroked the intricate patterns on the badge and the characters carved in seal script in the middle, thinking.

(End of this chapter)