Chapter 487

"Red haired old man, what are you doing here?"

The ghost King drank lightly.

"Oh, master, we were just inside... Er, Daxia Yang?"

The evil spirit smiled, and the old ghost with red hair proudly raised his eyebrows to the ghost king, but suddenly saw Yang Feng next to him. Even if an old face was steep and dignified, he shivered and said, "Yang... Great Xia Yang, why are you here?"

"What's the matter with me? Are you afraid of me? What have you done?"

"Uh, no... no!"

Goo Doo!

The old man with red hair and others waved their hands again and again, but a cold sweat came from his forehead, his eyes wavered, and he swallowed his saliva difficultly.

They know that Yang Feng, as a great Xia, has a common problem with all other great Xia, that is, he is good at fighting injustice and can't tolerate sand in his eyes.

If you let him know what he and others have just done inside, do they still have a way to live?

For a moment, the red haired old ghosts all over their faces and trembled with tension.

After taking a deep look at them, Yang Feng was suspicious, and the cloud war beside him trembled slightly. After trembling, he tightened his hand, looked at the deep palace gate, and hurried in to see what happened.

Seeing this, Yang Feng ignored these strange black soul believers and went in with Yun Zhan.

But just entered the inner palace, everything in front of them couldn't stop, and they were stunned.

At this moment, the emperor sat on the ground with his hair scattered, his eyes numb and his eyes full of despair. In front of him, a palace woman hung on the beam in messy clothes. Her face was full of ferocity, as if she was complaining about the dark world. Drops of bright red flowed all over the ground like a spring under her, accompanied by many filthy things.

"Mother!"

With a scream, yunzhan immediately rushed to the emperor and asked, "father, what happened here just now? Why did the mother... Wuwuwuwu!"

Without speaking, at this time, the emperor was completely dejected, and his swollen eyes were bruised.

Come on!

His fist tightened slightly. Yang Feng didn't ask any questions. Just looking at the scene, he knew what had just happened, and his heart suddenly became angry.

Shit, that's just the case with the little Japanese devils.

"Ouch, what's the matter? The red haired old ghosts have gone too far. How can they kill people? Alas!" the ghost king looked at everything in front of him and couldn't stop laughing and sighed: "Great Xia Yang, I'm really sorry. I usually take good care of the little emperor, but my subordinates are poor and have no discipline. Look at the trouble, tut tut."

"All right, stop talking nonsense and exchange."

Ignoring him, Yang Feng murmured in a low voice.

The ghost king was stunned and asked again, "what did you say, great Xia Yang? Exchange?"

"Yes, exchange!"

With a roar, Yang Feng pointed to his tyrant robe and scolded, "your place is no longer a place for people. I'm going to take people away. Don't you want my robe? I'll exchange it with you. See how many people you can exchange."

"Oh? Did you agree to change?"

At present, the ghost king looked excited and said, "how much do you want?"

"I want them all. I want all the maids, concubines and all the women's dependents in the whole palace. One count. I want to take none of them from 99 to just when I can walk."

"No problem, anyway, it's no use for me to ask those women. I'll pack them all for you!" the ghost King grinned with a big hand.

After pondering for a while, Yang Feng again pointed to the lonely Emperor: "and he, I'll take him out too."

"He? I'm afraid not."

"Why? You said he was useless. Why do you keep him?"

"Although he is a waste, after all, he is the orthodox emperor of Nanzhao. If he contacts the four warlords to return to the Qing emperor's side as soon as he leaves the palace, I will be in big trouble here, ha ha."

"Then I have to take him away? Do you think he can still live in the palace now?" Yang Feng roared and glared at the ghost king.

After thinking a little, the ghost king suddenly smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "well, in the face of great Xia Yang, I promised. But the emperor, don't forget that you still have my black soul seal on you. If you dare to do anything outside, I don't know how to die. Hum, hum!"

Uh huh

His body trembled. The emperor seemed to hear the threat of the ghost king and was scared into a ball. Yunzhan hurriedly hugged him, crying and comforting.

Yang Feng shook his eyebrows and stared at the ghost king, but he couldn't stop sinking in his heart.

It turned out that he had already left a backhand on the emperor. Then he tried all kinds of excuses and refused to let people go. It was obvious that he was bargaining with me.

Alas, I've just been impulsive. I've been touched by the old ghost.

Originally, he could save more of his own people with his Dragon Robe, but now he is on the negotiation table because he wants the women of the whole palace to go out with him. It's not good to raise the price with the old ghost.

But even so, he has nothing to regret. If he continues to allow these women to wander around these evil wolves, I'm afraid their situation will be ten times more miserable than those people outside at the beginning.

Maybe Yang Feng didn't think about the situation of the people in the palace under the rule of the black soul cult before, but now after seeing the tragic situation of the queen, Yang Feng can't help feeling sorry again.

When you are a great Xia, you can't see the suffering of the people at the bottom. Alas.

Yang Feng sighed for his kindness.

"Well... Besides, I'll take poetry, moon and yunzhan out. Besides, you should remove the black soul prints on them, if yunzhan also has them..."

"This is impossible!"

His head shook like a rattle. The ghost king was quite firm on this condition: "these three cards are my last life-saving cards. If you lose them, I will die in case of great Xia Yang's ruthlessness one day. Therefore, even if you don't want this Dragon Robe, I won't release the seal for her. But it doesn't matter if great Xia Yang wants to take them out for a walk."

"Good!"

Yang Feng nodded his head at the same time. He also felt that the old fellow could not give up these three trump cards for himself. He did not insist on it. He continued, "then my disciples, Yan Tian Xing and old iron, they put them out and solved the black soul seal."

"No!"

"Why? You said they were all gifts!"

"Yes, they are gifts, but don't you think you want too many gifts with a robe, Daxia Yang? Hum!"

With a cold smile, the ghost king immediately said, "well, you have to make a choice. Do you want Yan Tianxing's gifts or these women's dependents? You can only choose one!"