Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Your Highness, how is this place?" Ghost Face led Shen Yian around and finally found a slightly larger island.

"Clean up these trees."

Shen Yian nodded and cut off the big tree growing on the island with a wave of his hand.

Ghost Face gave the order and summoned the silver-armored corpse puppets to clean up the island. In the time it took them half a cup of tea, a large open space came into view.

"Your Highness, what is it that requires such a big space?" Ghost Face rubbed his hands, unable to conceal his excitement.

"Not big, but a lot..."

Shen Yi'an used it as a cover and raised his hand to take out all the corpses of Hong Jian and others. After a while, the corpses were piled up on the island with the ghosts' faces stunned.

"I...fuck..."

"Your Highness, you will not have a grand party at the Heroes' Banquet..."

With his throat rolling, Ghost Face hesitated for a moment before swallowing the word "kill".

He knew about the Heroes' Banquet, and His Highness would definitely attend it.

There were so many corpses of masters. Just by looking at their clothes, you could tell that they were from various sects. Hong Fu and others could tell at a glance that they were members of the Demon Sect.

He had to think more about the sight before him.

"No, but because of some things, many people died." Shen Yian lowered his eyes and said calmly.

"Hahahahaha!" Ghost Face covered his face with one hand and laughed wildly.

"Excellent, your highness, with the corpses of these masters, the corpse dragon can take shape faster, and even the silver-armored corpse puppet can take a big step toward the golden-armored corpse puppet."

"I can even create an elite army of corpse puppets for His Highness, hahahaha!"

The ghost face was dancing and his voice was vibrating with excitement. He loved this gift so much!

"How long will it take?" Shen Yi'an was already accustomed to Ghost Face's reaction, and the other party would not have any moral burden, so he asked.

"It will take at most a month to return to His Highness. I guarantee that I will give His Highness a big surprise."

Ghost Face grinned and said, this swamp is a natural corpse pond, and with the ghost monsters he planted, the effect is doubled. This is why the Silver Armor Corpse Puppet has evolved into the Gold Armor Corpse Puppet in such a short period of time. trend.

"Then I have to look forward to your big surprise." Shen Yian chuckled.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will never disappoint Your Highness's expectations!"

Ghost Face raised his hands and said respectfully.

"Can you leave here temporarily?"

Ghost Face was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, in case something unexpected happens, I can't leave here for the time being."

The corpse dragon is about to enter a critical period of transformation. For the sake of perfection, he can only stay here and observe the state of the corpse dragon at all times so that he can make timely adjustments.

After finishing his words, Ghost Face muttered something, and used hand-kneading techniques to arrange a shielding formation on the island to prevent the bloody smell from attracting carnivorous animals in the swamp to steal the corpse.

Shen Yi'an nodded and did not force it. Instead, he took out Feng Chen's magic sword Mo Luo and tore off the ghost talisman attached to it.

Seeing the light of day again, Mara woke up and asked excitedly: Where have you been imprisoned for me?

The ghost face opened and the ghost eyes came up curiously, and said with interest: "Your Highness, this knife is a magic knife, there is actually a demon spirit inside the knife."

Ordinary sword spirits and knife spirits are at most eccentric and not as full of evil as Mara. Generally, such sword spirits and knife spirits are also called demon spirits. A powerful demon spirit takes away its master. , it’s not like it never happened.

Just like Feng Chen, his consciousness has been eroded by this demon spirit and turned into a puppet.

"That's right, its name is Mo Luo, and it is the sword of the demon sword Feng Chen." Shen Yian nodded and told Ghost Face about Feng Chen.

"I really regret not going to the Heroes' Banquet with Your Highness."

Ghost Face is a person who doesn't take too much trouble to watch the excitement. When he heard that so many things happened, he suddenly felt like he had missed a million taels of silver.

Returning to the topic, Ghost Face took the magic weapon and said with a smile: "Your Highness wants the demon spirit in the sword to obey, right?"

"Yes, it seems to know some secrets." Shen Yian nodded.

"Leave it to me, Your Highness." Ghost Face smiled with great confidence, and then looked at the Mo Luo in his hand.

Mora: Are you...are you human?

The corner of the ghost's face raised: "Guess, come out!"

When he reached out with his big hand, a strong gravitational force pulled the Mo Luo's body out of the knife.

The image of Long Yuan is that of a black dragon, while the image of this Mara is indeed that of a young man. His pupils are as black as ink, with only a little white of his eyes visible, his skin is ashen, wearing strange clothes, and translucent red tentacles extending from his back.

Mo Luo was shocked and angry: "You?!"

[Judge·Black Coffin Death Seal·Seal]

Without giving Mo Luo a chance to react, ink lines with the power of the netherworld seeped out from the space around him, quickly forming a black coffin to seal Mo Luo in place.

"Strange thing, this thing doesn't seem to be a demon spirit. It doesn't exist in the form of a spirit body." Ghost Face frowned.

"What do you mean? Is it a soul?" Shen Yian was confused. There is a big difference between spirit body and soul. The former is biased towards individual life, while the latter is biased towards the spiritual body after death.

"No, Your Highness, it is more like a embodied consciousness." Ghost Face frowned even more tightly. As he spoke, he lifted the black coffin and released Mo Luo.

If it were purely a conscious body, it would not be that dangerous, and it would be much more fragile than a spirit body. If it dares to make a small move, it can slap the opponent away.

Mo Luo stared at the ghost face and asked in a serious voice: "What you just performed was a ghost spell? Are you the judge of the underworld?"

"No." Ghost Face denied it simply.

Mo Luo turned his gaze to Shen Yian again: "Who are you? How do you know the judge of the Yin Division?"

"Can we have a good chat now?" Shen Yian did not answer the other party's question, but instead continued the previous conversation.

"Okay, let's talk." Mo Luo circled around in mid-air, and finally sat on a hill-like pile of corpses, looking down at the two of them from a high position.

"Get down."

Ghost Face raised his hand in great displeasure and threatened.

No matter who you are, you dare to look down on yourself and His Highness.

Mo Luo curled his lips, and due to the ability of the ghost face, it still fell in front of the two of them.

There is no way, after it breaks away from the sword, its body is too fragile and cannot withstand any damage. Even if it hides in the sword now, it will be pulled out by the opponent. It is more willing to face Shen Yi'an than to face the ghost face.

Thinking about it, Mo Luo looked at Shen Yian with some resentment.

"Huh?" Ghost Face raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and his hand was about to fall, which scared Mora and quickly lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake.

Shen Yi'an had to sigh, as expected, some things require professionals to do it.

"I have one condition, find me a puppet." Mo Luo suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the ghost face.

"Snapped."

Without any surprise, Ghost Face's big mouth hit Mara's face at just the right moment.

"Who are you to negotiate terms with us?"