I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

Zhao Xuanling was completely confused. Where did the Northern King come from?

However, Hong Jiaoer did not give Zhao Xuanling a chance to ask. She was filled with anger, raised her whip and said:

"Damn it, I'll fight them! If you want to leave, just leave quickly. If you let them catch you, you won't end well."

Hong Jiao'er is still concerned about the safety of her subordinates. Seeing this situation, Zhao Xuanling couldn't help but feel that this was a kindhearted ghost.

However, Hong Jiaoer obviously underestimated the determination of her subordinates to follow her.

I saw thousands of little ghosts shouting after hearing Hong Jiaoer's words:

"We won't leave! We want to live and die with the empress!"

Hong Jiaoer's eyes turned red immediately after hearing this.

Although she has a fiery and strong personality, it happens that the more this kind of personality she is, the easier it is to be moved.

For this kind of person, if you try to be tough with her, she will be tougher than you. If you try to be soft with her, there will be nothing she can do.

Zhao Xuanling looked at Hong Jiaoer's appearance and smiled lightly, thinking that this ghost was somewhat interesting, and his mood changes were almost the same as those of humans.

"Okay! Then let's fight out!"

Hong Jiaoer held back her tears, turned to Zhao Xuanling and others and said:

"You guys should leave quickly. If they find out, they won't be as easy to talk to as I am."

"You don't have to worry about us. I can even beat you, and they can't do anything to me."

Zhao Xuanling smiled and said.

"As you wish."

Hong Jiaoer frowned.

She already knew Zhao Xuanling's strength. Indeed, Zhao Xuanling did not need her to worry.

"You guys, follow me and fight out!"

Hong Jiaoer shouted loudly.

"no need."

Just when they were about to rush out and fight to the death, a sharp sound suddenly sounded at the entrance of the cave.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sudden sound, and Zhao Xuanling was no exception.

Standing at the entrance of the cave was a petite man with sinister features, looking like a rat turned into a spirit. He was very ugly.

Zhao Xuanling felt that he had some impression of this kid. If he remembered correctly, during the battle with King Beitian that day, this kid should have been one of the people who carried the sedan for King Beitian.

Seeing this Zhao Xuanling also wanted to laugh a little. It was true that the tiger was not at home and the mouse was now the king.

"Who are you? Where is King Beitian? Tell it that I can't marry it, so that it can stop its delusions!"

Hong Jiaoer looked at the ugly kid in front of her and was unwilling to say anything more, so she pointed out the topic directly.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The kid laughed when he heard this and said:

"What about the King of the North? He's too dead to die anymore."

"What? Dead?"

Hong Jiaoer was shocked when she heard this. How could the dignified King Beitian die?

Who can kill the North Heavenly King? The King of the Ghost Tribe is dead, why didn’t he hear any movement from the Ghost Tribe?

Hong Jiaoer's mind was filled with questions at this time.

But she also knew that now was not the time to think about these things. Besides, it was a good thing for her that King Beitian was dead. At least no one would force her to marry him anymore.

"Since King Beitian is dead, what are you doing here?"

"Haha, even if King Beitian is dead, it won't stop me from coming to you."

The kid carrying the sedan chair smiled lustfully, licked his lips and said.

"Find me?"

Hong Jiaoer frowned and asked inexplicably.

"Yes, I'm looking for you."

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Guituo. Matchmaker, you don't know, I have liked you for a long time. I didn't dare to show my love when King Beitian was here before. Now that King Beitian is dead, I naturally I’m here to express my love for you.”

"puff!"

Zhao Xuanling almost burst into tears when he heard these words later.

What the hell kind of fairy tale is this? Isn’t it too bloody?

"Who?"

Guituo also heard the movement behind him, frowned and stuck his head out to look around and asked.

But it is really too short, and no matter how hard we try, we can't see who is laughing at it.

Hong Jiaoer naturally knew who was laughing, and immediately blushed.

But in order to protect Zhao Xuanling, she quickly recovered, looked at the ghost and said:

"Are you confessing your love to me?"

"Yes, my love for you is like an endless river."

Seeing Hong Jiaoer's response, Guituo quickly agreed.

Hong Jiaoer felt her stomach churn as she looked at its vulgar appearance.

It stands to reason that if you become a ghost, you will lose your stomach, but for some reason, I feel nauseous.

"Are you worthy of confessing your love to me?"

Hong Jiaoer suppressed the nausea in her heart and said coldly.

Hong Jiaoer was first attracted by Beitianwang, and now something like this came to her, which made her have some self-doubt.

Does it seem like I am so easy to chase? Why do you think you can catch up with me?

Thinking of this, Hong Jiaoer became even more angry and said to Guituo:

"Get out of here! If you dare to come to me, aren't you afraid that I will beat you to death?"

"Hit me? Hahaha..."

Guituo was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he laughed and said:

"I am now the substitute king of the ghost clan. With the blessing of Lord Ghost King, my choice has almost reached the level of ghost king. Can you beat me?"

After saying that, Guituo suddenly exerted force, and a powerful ghost energy rushed out.

Zhao Xuanling raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He didn't expect that a little kid carrying a sedan chair would soon have the strength of a ghost emperor.

Although it was not as powerful as the Northern King at that time, the tyranny of this ghost spirit was much stronger than that of Hong Jiaoer.

Hong Jiao'er's face looked a little solemn when she saw this, and she also found that Guituo was much more powerful than herself.

But in order not to show panic, Hong Jiaoer still pretended to be calm and threatened:

"So what if we are about to reach the strength of the Ghost King? Me too, what's so big about this? Don't forget, you are alone now, and there are thousands of us. Do you think you can beat so many of us?"

"Oh? Are there more people than me?"

Guituo chuckled, then clapped his hands.

Suddenly countless black shadows appeared from behind it, and the black shadows gradually transformed into human shapes. They were densely packed, and visually they were twice as many as Hong Jiaoer's.

"Are these people enough?"

Guituo looked at Hong Jiaoer with a smile and asked arrogantly.

Hong Jiaoer gritted her teeth when she saw this. With so many people, it might be difficult to escape now.

"Matchmaker, now do you think I am worthy or not?"

Guituo looks like a villain who has succeeded. He climbed from the lowest level to relying on his flattery to reach such a high position now. Naturally, he cannot learn to keep a low profile.

Hong Jiaoer was not the one to give in. She clenched her whip tightly and looked at Guituo with extremely cold eyes:

"You still don't deserve it!"