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Name:The Wife of a Ghost Author:
Zisang Ming's expression froze for a moment, then frowned: "What did Qiao Ji tell you!"

At this point, you still don't want to explain to your mistress, but instead want to know what Qiao Ji said to me. Zisang Ming, you weren't like this before, you would explain things to me if there were any problems, you would explain everything to me until I understood and explained everything to me until I believed, you know how much I want you to tell me the first thing now, not to ask who told me this, but to tell me that this isn't true, that this is Qiao Ji, that everyone is spreading rumors, that they just don't want a member of the God Tribe like me to come to the Underworld.

"Zisang Ming, like I said, I'm only here to save my parents. If you're blaming me for not listening to you and acting on my own, you can immediately punish me for offending you, or, if you mind that I want to see the beauty in your heart, you can just kill me."

In any case, you gave me my life, so the worst that could happen would be to give it back to you. I've already accepted the grief of the betrayal of my loved ones, so what's there to be afraid of? It's even better to burn one's bones and scatter one's soul, it's best if I die completely in one go, don't come back alive because of this god-race's godlike life force that died a few hundred years ago.

Zisang Chi and Zi Sang Yu were now two completely spectators. Looking at each other, Zisang Chi snorted: Brother, your family matters have not been handled properly, so please don't come to us. We just got to watch the show, what's the use of that? Moreover, Yan Nuo wants to see his sister-in-law, so it's not a big deal. So what if you let him see for himself? Come, Yan Nuo, since sister-in-law is with me, then it's my decision now. Go and greet her. "

With that, Zisang Chi opened the curtains of the big tent, and a light silhouette flickered within. Although it was just a shadow, one could still tell that this person had once been valiant and valiant. This was exactly the spirit of a war god of this generation.

Looking at me, although I am also a War God, I have lost everything just by looking at my shadow. No wonder Zisang Ming likes me, if it was me, I would also like me.

"Don't look!" Zisang Ming straightened my face and looked at him, then said word by word, "Don't look at it, it's not true."

Is that so? Not really? Then show me a real one.

"Zisang Ming, you retreat. My parents, I will think of a way to save them myself, there's no need for you to trouble yourself with it." After I finished speaking, I stepped into the space that was ripped open, left the battlefield, and left Zisang Ming. He wandered around in the middle of the big nether space, and when he walked out of the spatial crack, he found me standing at the entrance of Yin Street.

At that time, Shen Tuo and I came to find Zhao Xue, and because of the fact that my identity was exposed, I almost died here. It was Zisang Ming who suddenly appeared and saved me, allowing me and Shen Tuo to take Zhao Xue's soul back to the Yang World to cleanse her of her suffering. Afterwards, he changed his name to Zi Ye and brought me here to play. Hehe, as long as the cold and stern Lord Zisang Ming changes into a set of purple clothes, he would immediately become a different person, full of passion, confidence, willfulness, and freedom.

No matter how sad, how much I miss him, or how hard it is to part with him, I still have no way to convince him to be my concubine. Even if he said that he wanted me to marry him in the open, and let me be the mistress of the entire Underworld, and the person in charge of his harem, and even help him take control of the Underworld, if that's really the case, then wouldn't it be sad for him to become the god of war that the entire Underworld had spent more than a hundred years to chase?

Hmph, saying that you're not a saint, and now that you're so merciful, who would believe that you're not a saint!

I smiled. I don't know if she was laughing at me or at something, but she was still laughing. It was just that her heart was hurting.

Just as Wang Yishao had said, most of the people in the Yin Street had already followed Zisang Chi, or were forcefully brought onto the battlefield by him as prisoners. At this time, from the entrance to the depths of the Yin Street, there were basically no longer any lingering spirits left. These old men were waiting for their sons and daughters who had gone to the battlefield, while the children were waiting for their parents. The long loneliness of the underworld had made this young and young become family members who were not related by blood, and they relied on each other to comfort each other.

"Your Highness?" Just when I was looking at these few old people in a daze, a tender voice suddenly came from behind me, followed by a round "meat ball" rolling and crawling … … In front of me, "meat ball" raised his little face, and a pair of big black eyes flashed with tears, "Your Highness, it's really you, I thought I would never see you again!"

"Du du?" I didn't expect to see him here. Isn't he supposed to be in the pawnshop? Ye Zichen raised his head. No wonder. Aren't I in front of the pawnshop right now?

I squatted down and poked Toot's face a few times, but it was still soft. "How did you know I was coming? Isn't there a barrier around the pawnshop? "

Du Du Du rubbed her eyes, wiping the tears that hadn't flowed down her face onto her little hand, and said, "I only knew that you were here because I felt the aura of His Royal Highness on your body." The moment those words left her mouth, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and quickly hid beside me, carefully looking around, "Your Highness, aren't I with you?"

I laughed bitterly and rubbed his little head. Zisang Ming might not appear together with me in the future anymore. Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. Since I've already come to this pawnshop, I might as well see an old friend.

I pulled Toot into the pawnshop. It was still as deserted as before, with the shabby wooden building, the stooped old man, and a pair of oily tables and chairs.

They must have made a lot of money over the years. Why don't they clean up the place?" I entered the room and sat on a chair to pour myself a cup of tea. My body had already adapted to this foreign world, and now that I drank this blood-tinged thing, I could actually taste a dense fragrance from it. Luckily, pawnshops were different from restaurants, they wouldn't use blood to entertain others.

The old man sat by my side and handed a account book to Dudu, telling him to head to the inner hall. Toot reluctantly walked in step by step, leaving only the two of us in the pawnshop. The owner glanced at me, then suddenly smiled and said, "Is the Empress coming from the battlefield?"

I didn't want to talk about what happened on the battlefield, so I joked, "No, I just came to talk to you. Ever since I changed some money and left Du Du with you, I haven't come back to visit."

However, although I didn't want to talk about the battlefield, this old man was very concerned about it. Seeing that I said that I didn't come from the battlefield, he actually sighed and shook his head, "If the Empress doesn't want to tell the truth, then forget it. This old man doesn't have anything that the Empress should be concerned about. Sigh, I originally wanted to give some advice to the Empress, but now, it seems like there's no need. "

I sat properly and had no intention of leaving. This old man really knows how to do business. He knows how to pinch my weak spot. Fine, you got it right. I will buy your debt today. As for what I'm thinking, since you have the ability to pin me down because of a single sentence from you, you should naturally know the key to untangling the mess in my heart.

I put down the teacup and looked at him. "Tell me what I want to know first, and then I'll see if it's worth my price."

The old man chuckled. "The Empress is intelligent, and this old man does not dare to presume that he can only see the knot in the Empress's heart. After making some calculations, he knows that this matter will involve the Royal Family. "Heh heh, you should know that in the Underworld, spying on the Royal Family would cause one to lose a lot of merits. Therefore, the price is naturally a little too high."

My expression darkened, but I didn't continue to beat around the bush. "Are you sure that I want to know?"

The old man looked at me with a smile. "It's pretty close."

Crack! The teacup in his hand shattered into pieces. The scalding tea soup spread across his hand like a pool of blood.

"Give me a price." I picked up a handkerchief from the table and wiped it into a flower of blood.

The old man's smile changed. He took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, pushed it in front of me and opened it up. It was a contract.

The God race could live as long as the heavens and earth, so this old man didn't just want to live, he should also want to accumulate this hundred years of spiritual energy. With my current physical condition, I also have a thousand years of spiritual energy. However, I still have to think about other things and I still have to go save him, so right now, every day's spiritual energy is very important to me. A hundred years, isn't this old man asking for a lot?

I put down the contract, and rapped my fingers on the surface, "Boss, your request is really getting bolder and bolder. You saw that Zisang Ming no longer has this identity after I left, so you want to extort me again?"

"The Empress has really misunderstood the Old Master. It's just that this advice is worth a hundred years of life in exchange for you. In my shop, the nobles and nobles have always been honest and honest."

I gritted my teeth and stared at the contract, hesitating and struggling. There was a rule to change messages in the pawnshop, "There are no returning customers". It wasn't that the owner wouldn't come back to seek an explanation when he went out, but that as long as the customers went out, he wouldn't come back and sell the same thing. If I were to rise up right now and save these hundred years of spirit energy, I would probably never have the chance to get any information regarding Zisang Ming and that "War God".