Chapter 488

His eyes trembled, Yang Feng stared at him fiercely, and his heart was angry.

The old ghost is abusing him.

Yan Tianxing used to exchange robes with him, but now he doesn't let go.

Shit!

Let me choose? How do I choose?

Brothers on one side and innocent women on the other

After taking a deep breath, Yang Feng thought for a long time, suddenly smiled and said faintly: "Do you still need to choose? Of course it's women. What's the matter with those bad lords staying in prison for a while? Anyway, they are rough and fleshy. But women are different. They are thin and tender. If they are spoiled, they are not easy to use. What's more, they are the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards. Fools don't choose them. Ha ha ha!"

Ha ha ha

Yang Feng laughed, and the ghost King laughed with him. He said with a teasing look: "great Xia Yang is really a man of temperament. He loves beauty. He doesn't want brothers. It's a pity that Yan Tianxing wants them every day. It's great Xia Yang. You hurry to rescue them. Unexpectedly, you would rather save a group of beautiful women you don't know than pay attention to them. It's estimated that they will cry when they know."

"Of course, old ghost, you don't know me. For a brother, I can cut in two knives; for a beauty, I can cut in two brothers. They are at best gifts among gifts. Who cares, Jie!"

"Well, great Xia Yang is so forthright and has the posture of an owl. Some incompetent men have to give up when they should, especially those small minions. Whatever he does, can they still warm the quilt for great Xia Yang? Cut!"

The ghost king suddenly sank his face again, raised his hand and looked at Yang Feng and said, "well, great Xia Yang, don't talk nonsense and take off your clothes."

Uh!

As soon as his body stagnated, Yang Feng's fists could not help tightening slightly.

At this moment, he felt a strong sense of humiliation for the first time since he came to the world. He hated it and gnashed his teeth.

Son of a bitch, wait for me. This dress has the right to be your shroud. One day I will send you a funeral. Fuck!

With a dark fire in his heart, Yang Feng took off his tyrant robe with a trembling palm and slowly handed it over, but the whole face was twitching.

When the ghost king saw that the coveted imperial robe had finally arrived, he looked excited and shook his hands. Even his lips trembled: "tyrant Dragon Robe, the symbol of my holy fire sect leader, I finally got it, ha ha ha!"

With a laugh, the ghost King couldn't wait to put his robe on his body. He felt like he was dozens of years younger and danced with joy.

Yang Feng didn't see him like this. He just depressed his mouth and murmured, "don't forget, you promised me the terms."

"Don't worry, Daxia Yang, you can take all the women and the waste emperor tomorrow. They are all yours, ha ha ha!"

The ghost king, wearing a Dragon Robe, turned around in a circle of ecstasy and laughed wildly.

"And!"

However, suddenly, Yang Feng was cold in his eyes and drank lightly: "hand over those murderers..."

Squeak!

As soon as the body stagnated, the ghost king knew who he was talking about. After pondering a little, he suddenly tilted his mouth and nodded and agreed: "it's easy to say. I just said that some useless minions can give up if they can, so as not to cause trouble to themselves, ha ha ha!"

At this moment, the ghost king is just immersed in the joy of getting the tyrant robe.

A quarter of an hour later, the ghost King walked out of the gate of the palace with satisfaction. The old ghost with red hair outside the door waited anxiously. Seeing that he came out, they couldn't help but hurry up to meet him and say, "master, is there nothing in there?"

"Is there anything in it that you don't know?"

Without looking at them, the ghost King smiled.

He scratched his head awkwardly, and the old man with red hair couldn't help grinning and saying: "Master, this... Today, my subordinates are also impulsive. You know, the whole capital has been severely controlled by the great Xia, and the brothers were beaten when they went out. Who knows that the emperor and his wife are still talking about the great Xia coming to save them today, and even don't look at us and bump into us. How can we Endure? "

"So you put the queen of others... Hmm? And let the little emperor watch with his own eyes... Hum, how cruel!" sneered, and the ghost King shook his head noncommittally.

The old ghost with red hair grinned carelessly and said, "Hey, they asked for it. Don't tell me, the queen is still charming despite her age. She is well maintained. She is worthy of being the mother of a country, Jie! Just..."

Suddenly, the old ghost with red hair looked worried at the depths of the palace gate and murmured, "master, what's the reaction of the great hero? He won't chase us later?"

"No, of course not!"

Shaking his head, the ghost king immediately showed a spooky smile, stared at the red haired old ghost, patted him on the shoulder and said: "To tell you the truth, you did a good job today. If it weren't for your bad intentions, how could you exchange this Dragon Robe for a group of useless palace women? Hey, hey, I really have to thank you."

"Oh, I dare not. You're welcome, master."

"Ah, we black soul sect should punish those who have done something. Of course, we should reward those who have done meritorious deeds. I won't treat you badly."

"Thank you, master. What do you want?"

The red haired old ghost's eyes were shining and full of expectation.

But the ghost king kept smiling and staring at him. He smiled very deeply. Finally, his face sank and shouted, "it doesn't insult your wisdom in the Jianghu to enjoy your scenery and bury you in the imperial mausoleum."

Touch!

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost King slapped the red haired old ghost directly and flew into the palace gate. Then he put on his sleeves again, and the fierce hurricane was about to blow the rest of the accomplices into the room. He smiled and said, "a group of worthless guys will do such things every day that they can't get on the table. This time, they were met by the meddlesome great Xia. Do you think you still have a way to live? Hum hum!"

Bang bang!

At the same time, the red haired old ghost fell heavily to the ground, fell seven meat and eight vegetables, and howled constantly.

When they returned to their senses, they raised their heads, but they couldn't stop trembling and trembled all over with fear.

"God... God loser, great Xia?"

At this time, they were thrown back to the emperor's bedroom by the ghost king, and standing opposite them was Yang Feng with a cold face and awe inspiring killing intention.

At this moment, their heart suddenly sank, and they had some understanding.

Master, this is selling them