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In the side hall of the underground palace of Yi Kingdom's harem, the blood-colored lake rippled, and countless pale heads were suspended in it, piling up a terrifying sea of ​​corpses.

On the dark stone slabs, there was a stench from the piled corpses. Countless young men with scars were tied to countless wooden frames. People in eunuch costumes flogged their bodies coldly and mercilessly. The king of Yi Kingdom in the robe looked greedily at the young man on the wooden frame, and whispered nervously.

"You really deserve to be the son of Yi Guo, who is strong and skilled in martial arts, the taste of the flesh/body is so fresh..."

"Hit! Hit me hard!"

Yi Guoguo shouted loudly, the painful wailing in his ears only made him ecstatic, but he completely forgot that these people were soldiers who defended his country and the people he was supposed to protect.

"Only dying in the most painful way can become the nourishment for my immortality!"

He greedily licked the corner of his lips, the king of Yi Guo was already insane.

The bloody scene brought him intense stimulation, and the sudden tumbling hatred at the tip of his heart made General Yi Guo break free from his memories.

"Yi Li, you really deserve to die."

He stared fiercely at the bloody monarch on the ground, and whispered coldly.

At the beginning when Wei Guojun let him see such a bloody and terrifying scene out of thin air, he didn't believe it. The reason why he agreed to Wei Guojun to persuade Minister Yi was to save his wife and children and avenge the murder of his father. When he entered the side hall of the underground palace of the imperial palace, he saw exactly the same frontal nose hell as Wei Guojun had shown him.

Among them... there was actually his only young son among them!

How could he not hate this!How can you not complain!

Terrible murderous aura rolled all over his body, waking up the angry courtiers. They watched General Yi, who had turned into Shura, bristle physiologically, and reflexively made room for him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The screams of grief performed a movement that made everyone happy, and the color of blood painted gorgeous flower buds in the air, and a new round of torture was quietly staged in this dark underground palace.

……

The King of Ghosts didn't know anything about what happened in the underground palace of Yi Country. At this time, he was leading tens of thousands of ghosts into the ghost world.

By the side of the Naihe Bridge, where ghosts come and go, tens of thousands of souls appeared. The bull-headed horse who was arranging the new ghosts took a reflexive glance. After seeing the man in black surrounded by tens of thousands of ghosts, he pulled the soul The movement froze suddenly.

——Yes, it is the king!

——The king finally woke up!

The divine mansion that had been waiting for thousands of years finally woke up from the land of the nine secluded, and stood in front of him in a black dress, and the bull-headed and horse-faced man felt that spring blossomed in his desolate heart in an instant.

At the same time, a sense of familiar anticipation and apprehension surged in the hearts of countless ghost people living in the ghost world. The ten halls of Yan Luo who were discussing the affairs of the temple all stopped their movements at the same time.

this breath...

It's king!

The powerful aura fluctuation that I noticed before is indeed the king!

This cognition caused Yama, who had always been aloof in the Ten Temples, to lose their composure, as if the humble believers who had been chasing the gods for thousands of years were finally pitied by the gods, and the extreme joy even surpassed what the body could bear, so that their minds went blank , looking empty and stiff.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like an instant, the consciousness floating in the void finally returned, and countless ghosts rushed towards the Naihe Bridge instinctively, their pace was extremely fast, as if they would lose something important if they slowed down.

This was true for the ghost people, but it was even worse for Yama of the Ten Temples who knew the truth. They almost ran towards the bridge of Naihe in a frenzy.

--faster!Go faster!

— That man is there!

——Want to get closer, want to see... Never, never let him disappear again!

The hope from the depths of the soul urges them to rush to the Naihe Bridge like moths to the flame. Even if the ghosts placed in the ghost world go to the Naihe Bridge without the permission of Shidian Yama, they will be punished by the laws of the ghost world. Punishment, they are also happy.

"King! You are finally back!"

Under the astonished eyes of Xinhun in his hand, the bull head and horse face dropped his work and ran to the bank of Naihe Bridge, kneeling on one knee in front of the man in black and holding a bone fan among the tens of thousands of ghosts.

The ghost king noticed the spirit of Jiuyou in the souls of the two, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Are you the calf and the foal outside the Jiuyou Valley thousands of years ago?"

Unexpectedly, the king could still remember them, and the excited heads of the bull's head and the horse's face were completely red. Just as they were about to express their admiration for the king, dozens of powerful breaths swept towards the Naihe Bridge.

Immediately afterwards, ten men in luxurious clothes and crowns appeared in front of everyone.

The bull's head was shocked, how many highnesses came here so quickly?Sure enough, he is worthy of being a loyal follower of the king.

Seeing Wang's gaze attracted by several people, Bai Wuchang on the side gritted his teeth, these guys ran really fast!It's amazing to have a high cultivation level, right?Someday he'll overtake these guys!

As the king's creation, his talent has always been excellent, and these guys just outlived him!

Yama of the Ten Palaces didn't know how Bai Wuchang was planning to catch up with them, they just stared at the man engraved in their bones.

--It's him!It really is him!

—He is finally back!

The heart that had been empty for thousands of years was filled again, with a sense of satisfaction and anxiety lingering in the apex of his heart, and the expression of Yama of the Ten Temples at this time looked particularly strange.

It was as if a kitten who had experienced many times of abandonment at birth was caught off guard and gently embraced by someone when it curled up in despair. All the pain and sorrow were calmed down by the person's gentle touch, giving birth to a strong desire and control I can't help worrying that this person will leave.

Being stared at with strange eyes, the ghost king couldn't bear to change the subject, "Qing, you are here, this king has something to tell you."

Yan Luo of the tenth hall finally calmed down, and Yan Luo of the first hall, Jiang Qing, who was dressed in red, asked, "What is the king's order?"

The ghost king shook his bone fan, "The tens of thousands of ghost people behind this king were tortured by alien invaders. Although this king has restored their souls, what happened to them cannot be erased. You should give them appropriate compensation." .”

The first hall of Yama is in charge of the books of life and death in the human world, and guides supernatural beings, ghosts, good and bad, like the situation of these tens of thousands of ghosts. The first hall of Yama usually adds life spans to their reincarnated bodies as compensation.

Yan Luo of the first hall nodded, turned his head to look at the face of the bull-headed horse, "place them in the ghost world, and arrange for them to be reincarnated in the future. If there are those who do not want to be reincarnated, as long as they can pass the ghost world examination, they will be granted ghost world warrants."

The Ghost King was satisfied, "Qing is still as reliable as ever, then—"

"The next thing will be resolved by the king."

The ghost king in black casually closed the bone fan, a black mist came out of nowhere and rolled it up into the sky, he stood in the air, and the hand holding the white jade bone fan drew a mysterious arc in the air, the next moment, the light suddenly rise--

Gorgeous fireworks swept across the sky of the ghost world, and turned into countless balls of fire under those slender and graceful hands...

"Jiuyou Karma, follow my will—"

"create--"

On the sky of the ghost world, a powerful ghostly aura swept over, and countless fire balls gradually transformed into the outlines of some kind of beasts in a pair of invisible hands. For a while, it seemed that only the burning fire balls remained in the world.

"Meow~"

The soft and sweet cry broke the silence of the world, and tens of thousands of cat-like creatures with nine tails and fiery red fur happily rubbed against the man standing in the air.

Everyone in the ghost world looked at the scene in front of them in shock, their fiery eyes fixed on the man standing in the air.

The ghost king smiled slightly, "You were born with my will, and I named you soul cats today. From then on, you will be the soul guardians walking in the world of ghosts, responsible for guarding the souls of all living beings. Are you willing?"

"I would like to—"

The immature voice resounded throughout the ghost world, and since then the ghost guardian was born.

"good."

The Ghost King chuckled, and stroked a soul-protecting cat beside him, "My Jiuyou is your residence, go."

Tens of thousands of soul-protecting cats meowed obediently, and then turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the sky of the ghost world.

After solving the safety problem of the ghost people, the ghost king was in a particularly happy mood. He turned around and was about to go back to the bank of Naihe Bridge when he was caught off guard by a group of dark souls staring at him.

Ghost King: "..."

The ghost king, the ghost king really couldn't bear it, and was caught off guard and turned into a streamer, turned around and fled to the human world.

Yan Luo and Bai Wuchang, who had expected this for a long time, followed suit.

Everyone in the ghost world: "????"

……

The Imperial Palace of the State of Wei——

The famous men who were captured by the ghost king and became the ministers of the Wei State looked at the man next to the little emperor who was carelessly playing with the bone fan. Leading His Majesty to throw all those people who avoided the court into the court, and more importantly——

Luo Sheng gave the King of Ghosts a hard look, this guy actually left all the affairs of the three princes and teaching His Majesty to him!

"Ahem, sir, is there something wrong with looking at the military division like this?"

Luo Sheng's eyes became more and more resentful, and the ghost king who was looking at him felt a little uncomfortable, and the little emperor at the side interrupted this scene quickly.

Luo Sheng glanced at the little emperor faintly, as long as he confronts the young master, His Majesty will decisively abandon him as a teacher, he is really a tragedy in the world.

Realizing the accusation in Luo Sheng's eyes, the little emperor's ears blushed uncomfortably. Isn't this because that person is a military adviser?On weekdays, on weekdays, he still respects Luo Sheng, the gentleman who taught him.

The Ghost King had a smile in his eyes, and gave Luo Sheng an interesting look. He was afraid that someone would become angry with embarrassment, and the Ghost King would accept him as soon as he saw it. He straightened his expression and started talking about business.

After discussing the business and inspecting the little emperor, the ghost king left the palace with the land deed that the little emperor asked for.

Ten days later, a mansion was built on the hillside of Juwei Peak, and the owner of the mansion was the world-famous military adviser with the surname Wei.

It is said that after returning from conquering the Yi Kingdom, the army division refused to accept the canonization of the current emperor, and only wanted a mountain range outside Wei Guoxing's capital as a stronghold, and named it - Lianju.

"Wei Ruzi!"

On the day when Lianju was completed, Nanqiongzhi Luosheng, dressed as a prime minister, broke into it, trying in vain to bring the general back to the court, but was persuaded by a poem written by the military commander on the spot.

The world-shocking work appeared again, and Wei Guocai suddenly remembered that the military strategist who transported troops like a god was equally brilliant.