Weird coming?Fortunately, I am the King of Hades

Chapter 493 An Invisible Relationship

The next day.

"I... I have advanced to the top ghost king!?"

Shen Jian woke up with a scream.

Looking at Mrs. Shi Lang with a face full of disbelief.

Shen Jian's eyes were inexplicable, but he didn't expect that this lady servant's ability to withstand was not weak, even if her voice was a little hoarse, she was still passively enduring his attacks.

You know, he kept the form of the ancestor of the vampire last night. He just wanted to know whether he could create a vampire with high blood purity by embracing a ghost without vampire blood.

And the results are obvious.

The servant's wife accepted his gift with great intensity, and not only became the first-generation vampire, but also directly promoted from the abyss-level ghost to the top ghost king.

But at the same time, it also produced changes different from ordinary vampires.

The most obvious ones are the red eyes, fangs, and bat wings unique to vampires, all of which are missing from the servant's wife.

From the outside, apart from being moisturized and rosy, nothing has changed.

At this time, the servant's wife wondered: "I seem to be able to control the blood? In the dark night, I can turn every part of myself into a spiritual creation."

talking.

A piece of her finger broke off and turned into a palm-sized bat.

The bat flew out through the small window above the cell and stayed outside.

"I can clearly feel that these bats are also a part of me, possessing 80.00% of my supernatural powers, and also have the ability similar to ghost domain, and can freely switch among these bats."

After listening.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

He has two guesses.

One: The reason why Mrs. Shilang has such a change is because he adopted the traditional first embrace ceremony of biting the neck, by injecting the spirit of the ancestor of the vampire into the first embracer.

Second: non-vampire races, the ghosts born are different from the offspring of vampires.

As for the result, next time he uses an ordinary ghost to embrace a vampire in the same way, he can draw a conclusion.

thinking.

Shen Jian stared intently at the beautiful white woman in front of him.

Faintly and a little excited.

The servant's wife also noticed this.

Followed by.

Putting on the brocade clothes scattered in the cell one by one, he was in a hurry, because while she was dressing, Shen Jian was still admiring her graceful figure unscrupulously.

This made her whole body as hot as red-hot iron, and her tender body was slightly weak.

He obviously remembered the scene where Shen Jian took her to the famous autumn mountain.

She didn't dare to stand in front of Shen Jian until she put on her clothes.

But when she thought about everything last night, she had the feeling of being stripped naked and standing naked in front of this man.

"You... you should leave."

Madam Shi Lang said in a weak voice.

That delicate, fragile look, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

Shen Jian showed emotion.

This woman's disguise is really terrible.

Who can resist a beautiful woman who is weak in front and resistant to... in the back?

This kind of contrast is no less than the proud goddess secretly being your licking dog.

Think of this.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Ma'am, you don't think you can offset it once, do you?"

Hear this.

Mrs. Minister's delicate body trembled.

But soon, biting her teeth, Jiao Didi said: "My lord, I am a family man after all. If it is discovered, it will not only damage my reputation, but it will also be detrimental to my father's side."

"I know, then I won't look for you again until your husband's grievances are cleared up."

Shen Jian said.

The servant's wife fell into deep thought.

Because her husband was framed for treason, he was dismissed from office and sent to death row. There was only half a month left before his execution. In other words, she only needed to endure another half month before her husband's crimes could be cleared.

No matter how bad it is, there is no danger to life.

After that, with the help of her father, it won't take long to clear her name.

No more than half a year.

Half a year...be this man's shady mistress.

Think of this.

The servant's wife became sad.

Then he murmured: It's only half a year. After half a year, our family will be able to reunite properly.

then.

She nodded.

see.

The smile on Shen Jian's face became stronger.

beckon.

This husband is a third-rank servant, and his father is the wife of the minister's servant, so he walked over cowardly.

Shen Jian stretched out his hand.

"Ma'am, I'll be a little busy in a few days, so let's make up for it now."

……

time flies.

It was three days in a flash.

this day.

Class C cells.

A group of players on patrol ushered in the warden.

"Whoever you go to the Class A cell has a look, and bring the jailer's body down. Also, if the corridor is dirty, you must clean it up. The prisoners in the cell of A's cell are either rich or expensive. No matter how bad they are, they are also big people. They must be maintained as a whole." clean."

Hear this.

Everyone's face was pale.

To a Class A cell?
Need to clean up?

What a mess.

Isn't this going to die?
One of the most famous players in the supernatural circle had died there. They talked about it and made troubles, but they still had a certain understanding of their own strength.

Even the player codenamed "Yan Luo" couldn't handle it. If they went, they would basically die.

however.

The warden never gave a chance to refuse.

After speaking, he left.

Let all the players stay in place as if they were in imminent disaster.

"Fuck, bastard, it doesn't matter if he dies, but now he's causing us to die too."

"Fuck, Class A cell, who dares to go for a walk around the Class A cell? If the corpse is thrown in the depths, if we go with our strength, wouldn't it be another corpse?"

"It's over, it's over, if we continue to waste like this, we might send them off one by one like the gourd baby saved grandpa. What's wrong with the warden? He won't go as a top ghost king, so he wants us a group of little jailers to go."

"Horror game, do you dare to be fair?"

Everyone was shocked and angry.

Originally, I thought about going for a month, but I didn't expect that it was only the fourth day, and I encountered a mortal mission.

And now.

They had to choose someone to carry out the task.

Think of this.

The players looked wary.

None of them were willing to take up the task.

They are all thinking about letting others go.

It's their only idea that a dead fellow Taoist should not die a poor daoist.

at this time.

"I'll go."

Luo Quan stood up.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he was dying.

heard.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, showing surprise emotions.

A level 38 player has the guts to go to a Class A cell?
Even if he is the person in charge of the city, this is a bit too courageous.

but……

No one objected.

Those who are not afraid of death are willing to explore the way, they naturally wish for it.

Amidst a lot of compliments, Luo Quan showed determination and walked towards the Class A cell.

He knows what it means to go to a Class A prison with his own strength.

but……

He has no choice.

Because he is the one with the lowest game level and the lowest strength among all the players.

When the others reacted, he was still the one who explored the path.

By then, more incidents may arise.

Such as being manipulated by ghosts.

Instead of this, he might as well take the first step, so that he can at least have a chance of surviving.

and.

He still had some hope for Shen Jian in his heart.

He didn't think that with Shen Jian's ability, he would die in a class A cell.

Of course, he also knew what it meant to not see a trace for three days.

The so-called not dying may just be his extravagant wish.

Luo Quan laughed at himself.

He stepped in without hesitation.

……

Class A cell.

The moment he stepped here, he had one thought in his heart: clean.

This place is not like a Grade C prison cell, which is dark, damp, and has a rancid smell. On the contrary, it is very clean and tidy, without even a trace of peculiar smell.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels like the place has just been cleaned.

Luo Quan glanced around.

The cells here are far apart.

Unlike the place he patrolled, four prisoners lived in one cell, and the howling of ghosts could be heard every day, and it had to be cleaned every day.

Luo Quan walked in.

He moved his steps carefully.

Adrenaline rush.

Don't look at the cleanliness, quietness and excellent environment here.

But he knew that this was the most dangerous place in the Beijing Prison, and every prisoner held there had a terror level no lower than the Abyss level.

Once he caught the attention of one of the ghosts, he would surely die.

soon.

He walked past Cell One.

This cell is a bit odd, without any small windows.

Cell No. [-] is also a bit strange, not only can't see the small window, there is even no fucking door.

He was taken aback.

What kind of vicious existence is at the border here?

Not only do they not deserve a small window, they dare not even leave the cell door.

Could it be that every time you move, you can only pass through the ghost domain?

He took a deep breath.

It is hard to imagine how terrifying ghosts must be in the Beijing Prison where the warden, the top ghost king, sits in charge, so that the Jing Prison can create a seamless No. [-] cell.

Walk past cell number two.

The small window in cell number three was open.

He only dared to glance at it, not daring to stay for a long time.

At the same time, he also felt strange that with his eyesight, as long as he could see the scene a hundred meters away, he didn't see Shen Jian's body at all.

No blood was found either.

Could it be... Yan Luo was dragged into the cell by a certain ghost?

with this thought.

His pace quickened a few minutes.

Yet at this moment.

A big eyeball was stuck directly on the small window of cell No. [-], staring at the dark floor that Luo Quan kept stepping on, and roared angrily:

"Ahhhh, little jailer, you're damned, you stepped on this place dirty, do you know what you're doing?"

Luo Quan:? ? ?
He was a little confused.

what?
Dirty here?
Is that what the fuck you a prisoner should say?
Shouldn't you launch a spiritual attack the moment you saw me, let me walk over without any resistance, and then kill me?
What the hell is stepping on the dirty ground?

He glanced back down the aisle.

It is indeed dirty.

After all, the Class C cell itself is not very clean, and it is full of fighting all day long. He patrols such a place, and his shoes are so clean.

but……

He still felt a deep disobedience.

This script is not right.

"What? Stepped on the ground, the floor I just mopped, who the hell stepped on it, I'm going to soak his head in a vessel as a chamber pot."

At this time.

Another angry voice sounded.

crunch.

The door of Cell No. [-]... opened directly.

A fairy-like old man came out, holding a mop in his hand, his grimace suddenly turned to the front, ferocious and distorted.

"Although I sweep the floor, it's so dirty that I can't clean it at all. My little friend, I think you have a way to kill yourself. Come here and let me help you clear your mind."

Followed by.

Another figure came out, a middle-aged man in teacher's clothes, holding a sweeper in his hand.

His voice was alluring.

Makes you want to get closer.

"Fuck, play alone for 10 minutes, or I'll call him out."

The big eyeballs that made a sound at the beginning also ran out.

He was covered in black shadows, with a huge eyeball on his head, and a rag on his eyeball.

this moment.

Luo Quan was completely dumbfounded.

Leaving aside what happened to the three ghosts dressed in cleaning, why can the prisoners here open the cell door by themselves?

Nima.

No wonder there are no jailers patrolling the Class A cells.

This patrol shit.

Prisoners can walk out of the cell without permission, and any number of guards will die.

at this time.

Luo Quan was shocked, angry, and desperate.

Because all the circumstances here have already shown that Yama died long ago.

Died on this group of prisoners who were free to open the cell door.

And the next one is him.

despair.

Powerless.

unwilling.

Surprised.

All kinds of emotions intertwined, and finally turned into ashes.

Two abyss-level ghost kings and one top-level ghost king, not to mention that he is only level 38, even if he is now level 58, he still cannot escape death.

In this situation, even if the strongest of the ghost masters came, he could only struggle to the death.

however.

next second.

A familiar voice came from cell number two next door.

The voice was cursing.

"What's the matter, don't rush to clean it up."

Luo Quan:?
He widened his eyes.

Suspected that he was hallucinating.

Why did he seem to have heard Yan Luo's voice?
(End of this chapter)