"The title of the Ghost King is good, now it's mine."
The Ghost King's entire pale face became more distorted and terrifying, his eyes seemed to be about to burst out of his sockets, and his voice was poignant and sharp.
"A woman who doesn't know the height of the sky—watch me eat you—" He flew towards the pet and opened his mouth to swallow her.
Narcissus collapsed to the ground in fear, and watched in a daze as the ghost king's pet flew closer and closer.
The corners of her red lips raised slightly, and she grabbed the ghost king's hand as she grabbed his hand as she squeezed her neck.
Immediately, the eerie old mansion kept thinking of the sound of banging, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.
The ghosts were both frightened and horrified as they watched as the pet beat the ghost king.
"Stop—woman—you stop me—" the Ghost King cried out in a terrible voice.
Pet Ai stopped throwing him around and smashing him, slammed him to the ground, stepped on his body, and kicked him hard.
The old mansion resounded the miserable cry of the ghost king.
"Don't fight - if you hit me again, I'll eat you - don't fight anymore-" No matter how he called, he didn't show any mercy and beat him hard until he kept spitting blood out of his mouth.
"Wow-" The ghost king cried bitterly, and after a puff of black smoke, he turned into a six- or seven-year-old child, "Sister, don't beat me again......"
The old mansion suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and the yin wind seemed to have stopped blowing, and ghosts emerged one by one.
"Where did the Ghost King go?"
"What's going on?
What about our ghost king?
” Pet Ai looked at the child who was crying on the ground with a smile, and said, "If you don't get up, I'll beat you?"
” The six- or seven-year-old ghost boy stood up, his little face was full of hideous wounds, and he was weeping again, looking not only pitiful, but also terrifying.
"What's your name?
How old are you?
How did he die?
Pet Ai asked.
The ghost king said obediently: "Zuo Mingle, three hundred years old, was sick and was buried alive by his family. ” Pet Ai hummed lightly, walked to the lobby where the coffin was placed, raised his hand and waved the coffin to fly out and hit the wall, slamming into several pieces.
The little ghost king glanced at the coffin aggrievedly a few times, but did not dare to ask.
Pet Ai sat down on the mahogany chair placed in the lobby, glanced around with a cold gaze, and said, "All come out." ” In the empty lobby, several figures slowly appeared, all of them ghosts hiding to watch the play.
Pet Ai said with a squint: "In the future, I will be your new ghost king." ” The ghosts began to talk in a whisper, but they didn't dare to raise their opinions of resistance, after all, the ghost king they feared just now was beaten violently and beaten back to his original form.
"What about me?"
Zuo Mingle whispered.
Pet Ai glanced at him and said, "Of course it's my subordinate." ” Zuo Mingle pouted a little unhappily and said, "Okay, you damaged the coffin where I lived, remember to compensate me." ” Tut~ This little ghost, if you give a little sweetness, you have to inch inch, and you still don't need to be beaten.
"I haven't grown in 300 years."
Pet Ai Road.
The ghost king of three hundred years couldn't beat her, and she was easily beaten by her, purely because he didn't eat people or ghosts at all.
The ghosts in this house are not too vicious, so they are frightened by him.
Zuo Mingle snorted angrily, and said in a low voice: "If I didn't eat ghosts, where would it be your turn to be the ghost king." ” Pet Ai raised her hand, and the ghost boy flew into her hand uncontrollably, and she grabbed the weak neck.