It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

Zhan Yungui's hands holding Ting He are very light, but they are not easy to let people break free.

Even though Ting He was standing in front of him perfectly at this moment, his nervous face was reflected in the black pupils.

Zhan Yungui still didn't dare to relax, fearing that if he let go, the person in front of him would disappear again.

God knows, when he and the weird Taoist priest cleaned up Ming Ci and returned to the city lord's mansion, they couldn't find Ting He at all. They only saw Li Wenmao's body and the moment when Li He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhan Yungui fell into such a state of extreme panic.

Panicked enough that he wanted to kill.

Different from ordinary people, Zhan Yungui will not stiffen his body and feel like fleeing when he feels uneasy and fearful.

Instead, suddenly, the soaring ghost power made Zhan Yungui look like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Although in a sense, he himself is a ghost.

But just in time, the weird Taoist stopped him, and pointed to the spirit-sealing long sword and fate-bonding talisman that had fallen to the ground.

Fengling Longjian belongs to the strange Taoist priest.

And that fate talisman was after Ting He gave Zhan Yungui a fate talisman, Zhan Yungui spent all the monthly salary he had just received, bought a new one and gave it back to Ting He.

At that time, Zhan Yungui thought that Tinghe would not accept it.

Unexpectedly, this talisman was not only kept by Ting He, but also carried with him.

Under Zhan Yungui's murderous eyes, the weird Taoist calmly picked up the talisman and pondered for a while.

"This breath... is the ghost emperor?"

Hearing this name, and the familiar smell of rust on the talisman, Zhan Yungui's evil spirit became heavier.

Without saying a word, he wanted to kill Huangquan alone.

The weird Taoist stopped him: "What are you in a hurry for? Going back with your current strength would mean death. If you believe me, just wait a little longer."

then.

Zhan Yungui brought a large group of Taoist priests and came to kill Huangquan mightily.

After Tinghe understood the cause and effect, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

The human race and the ghost race live together in this world, but they are on guard against each other and are natural enemies of each other.

At this time, Zhan Yungui brought a group of Taoist priests into the ghost domain, which was tantamount to a rabbit deliberately luring an eagle into a rabbit's nest.

Just to save him.

The palm holding his right hand was still trembling, Ting He pinched Zhan Yungui's fingers, and said with a smile: "I'm fine."

The gentle words did not comfort Zhan Yungui.

Ting He thought for a while, leaned forward, opened his hands and hugged Zhan Yungui's shoulders, "Do you feel better now?"

When Ting He approached, Zhan Yungui froze his upper body reflexively.

After hearing the voice of the other party asking him, he slowly relaxed himself and turned his face sideways to prevent himself from being pressed against Tinghe by his cheeks covered with red ghost patterns.

The warm body in the embrace made Zhan Yungui's tense heartbeat gradually calm down, and he replied after a while, "En."

There was a bit of hoarseness in his voice that he hadn't noticed.

Ting He rubbed his chin on Zhan Yungui's shoulder, and said angrily: "Fortunately, you guys came here in time, I'm afraid this ghost emperor is not a lunatic, he knows I'm a man, but he wants to make a bond with me. "

"You also forced me to wear an ugly bridal gown, it's really shameless."

Hearing this, Zhan Yungui's red eyes showed bursts of hostility.

In a place where Tinghe could not see, hostility and ghost power intertwined to form a strong killing intent, wishing to kill the ghost emperor who had insulted Tinghe himself.

With careful thoughts, Zhan Yungui pulled Tinghe into his arms: "I won't let him succeed."

Not now, not in the future.

"I know you won't." Ting He said, after all, he deliberately left that fateful talisman as a clue.

"You dared to come in time, and it happened to be a bargain."

The so-called snipe and clam fight each other, and the fisherman benefits.

After the ghost emperor and his good sons fought to the death, Zhan Yungui made a strong debut with the exorcist priests.

Isn't it just a big bargain?

When the two of them fell into the joy of reunion, the exorcising Taoist priests didn't stop for a moment.

The weird Taoist priest was already strong enough, but he brought a group of Taoist priests who were several times stronger than him.

It only took a few sticks of incense, and the ghosts in this house were tidied up by them.

"Senior brother, let's leave this ghost emperor to that kid. It's better for us to not interfere with the affairs of the upper ghosts in the ghost domain." The strange Taoist stopped him with his words, and he called him senior brother.

The senior brother looked at him silently, and gave him a look of "I've already meddled so deeply, what nonsense are you still talking about?"

It's just that he didn't do anything to save face, and used spiritual power to suppress the ghost emperor, so the other party had no room to move.

The weird Taoist grinned and said, "Thank you, brother."

Then he yelled to Zhan Yungui's position: "Hey, boy, I'll catch up with your wife later, come here first and settle your family affairs!"

Ting He: "..."

Zhan Yungui: "..."

Zhan Yungui coughed lightly, his ears felt slightly hot from a certain word, instead of taking immediate action, he lowered his eyes to look at Ting He.

This is asking what he means.

Ting He let go of his hands: "You go first."

Zhan Yungui let him go according to his words, got up and walked back, the moment he turned around, the sternness in his eyes that seemed to freeze to death made the weird Taoist smack his lips.

Although the human race and the ghost race are hostile to each other, the complete disappearance of the ghost race is not conducive to the development of the human race.

This is the reason why the weird Taoist didn't take his brother with him and killed the Quartet.

Zhan Yungui understands this.

Ghost Emperor actually knew it very well in his heart.

Dragging his dilapidated body, he slowly moved back under Zhan Yungui's pressing step by step.

"You can't kill me, you can't..."

The ghost emperor will no longer be as calm and conceited as before, and the situation between him and Zhan Yungui is completely reversed.

How much he wanted to kill Zhan Yungui decades ago, how much Zhan Yungui wanted to kill Ghost Emperor decades later.

It's a pity that the ghost emperor let Zhan Yungui go because of a slight mistake decades ago.

Zhan Yungui would not let him go easily.

He stepped on the ghost emperor's chest, and then crushed it hard.

The force was enough to make the ghost emperor, who was already seriously injured and dying, cough up blood uncontrollably.

Zhan Yungui's face was expressionless, his brows and eyes were as cold as a frozen mountain spring in the cold winter, and a red mole on his cheek happened to be a bead of blood that fell on the ice.

"Originally, I wanted to come to you to settle the dispute between us after a while. It's just..."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhan Yungui raised his fingertips slightly, and a long sword stained with blood fell into his hands.

Then, without hesitation, it penetrated through the ghost emperor's right eye, directly reaching the ghost's core lifeline - the ghost.

When the soul dies, the ghost dies.

Before the ghost emperor's last ray of consciousness dissipated, he heard Zhan Yungui's soft whisper.

"...You shouldn't have touched him."

It was already four hours later when Zhan Yungui, who became the new generation of ghost emperor of Huangquan, carried Tinghe to the bedroom after succeeding in his position.

It took Zhan Yungui a lot of time to hastily reorganize the ghost clan and make a treaty with the Taoist priests not to invade the human race for a hundred years.

On the way, Tinghe stayed by his side all the time, never resting for a moment, and even helped a lot.

This made Tinghe tired and drowsy, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep when Zhan Yungui said that he was almost done.

Compared with the ghost race, the bodies of the human race are still much weaker.

Gently put Ting He into the quilt, Zhan Yungui tucked the corner of the quilt for him, stared at Ting He's sleeping face for a moment, and then planned to leave.

Ting He, who was supposed to be asleep, grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

"Where are you going?"

Zhan Yungui's eyes were deep, and his tone was soft and outrageous: "Go to sleep first, I still have some things to deal with."

"Where is there anything else to deal with..."

Ting He frowned and grunted softly.

Is it because I feel that the ghost lines on my face have not faded, and I look too ferocious, and I dare not stay by his side for fear of scaring him.

Saying something is an excuse.

Pulling hard with his hand, Ting He turned over and pressed Zhan Yungui on the bed while Zhan Yungui fell down defenseless.

Sitting with his legs straddling Zhan Yungui's waist, his hands resting on each other's ears, his long hair hangs down naturally.

"How many times have I said it, it's not ugly, it's not ugly at all."

When Ting He looked at a person intently, his amorous eyes seemed to fill his whole world.

But now he was looking at Zhan Yungui intently with such eyes.

Zhan Yungui lay flat on the bed, not daring to move, the muscles all over his body were tense, and even the sound of his breathing softened.

There were only the two of them in the room, and they were silent, making his heartbeat very clear.

thump, thump...

From slow to fast, more and more urgent.

Just ignore each other's eyes and listen to the heartbeat for a moment.

Ting He suddenly curled his lips into a smile, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Yun Gui, you seem a little nervous."

Ting He was very close to Zhan Yungui, almost to the point where the tip of his nose was touching the tip of his nose, and his warm breath hit Zhan Yungui's face directly.

Gudong.

Zhan Yungui heard his swallowing sound, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a dimple in the corner of his mouth.

He didn't say anything, but looked at Tinghe with deeper eyes.

"Tell me, what are you nervous about?" Ting He's voice was soft, with encouraging eyes, expecting Zhan Yungui to tell him what was deep in his heart.

It's like responding to Ting He's expectation.

Zhan Yungui's breathing became heavier, and the bed sheet under his body was crumpled by him.

He opened his mouth and said, "I'm nervous... what I want, young master...will you give it to me?"

Hearing a satisfactory answer, Ting He stepped back slightly and sat up straight.

The feeling of looking up at Ting He made Zhan Yungui subconsciously want to stand up and follow Ting He's movements.

But just as he moved, he was pushed back by Ting He.

"Don't worry. Of course I can give you what you want." Ting He said, looking into Zhan Yungui's eyes, and saw the longing in his eyes.

It's like a puppy seeing a meaty bone.

The arc of Ting He's mouth never went down, but he never forgot how Zhan Yungui treated him in the last secret world.

and so……

"This time, I'm going to be on top."

……

……

For a moment, Tinghe was still sinking in the grief and indignation of being tricked by Zhan Yungui to eat him up.

In the next moment, he passed through the land of fog and came to a new world of secret realms.

But soon, Ting He felt something was wrong.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt something slippery and soft licking his face.

It left behind a sticky and slightly cool touch that made his skin crawl.

Ting He suddenly opened his eyes in fright——

Strange place, strange environment.

Unexpectedly, in this secret world, he didn't need to look for it anymore, instead the most familiar Zhan Yungui was right in front of his eyes.

To be precise, it was on him.

Seeing Tinghe opened his eyes, Zhan Yungui's intimate movements did not stop.

But because Ting He woke up, disgust and mockery appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Brother, is it interesting to pretend to be asleep?"

The author has something to say: Ting He: Why is it me again at the bottom! ! (grief and indignation

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Trying to quickly enter the next world, as for what... let's pull the light