Let you survive in horror, why did the female ghost stick upside down?

After all, the winner has too many dead soldiers and can transfer the curse at any time.

In addition, the winner's ancestor or the powerful Ghost Emperor or Ghost Lord can protect Ying Rui and greatly reduce the effect of Nangong Wan'er's curse, or even have no effect!

Although Nangong Wan'er has a resentful body, she has not fully grown up yet, and is still not enough to pose a threat to the Ghost Emperor or above.

Otherwise, Yingrui would have died a long time ago!

The same is true for the current Third Young Master Song.

If the third son of Song does not leave the Song family, it will not be easy for Nangong Wan'er to curse him to death.

Nangong Wan'er's eyes showed a firm look: "Sir, don't worry, Wan'er is sure, even if the ancestor of the Song family takes action, he won't be able to save him."

Si Yan's eyes stayed on her for a few seconds, and then he said calmly: "Unless you pay the price with your own life. Otherwise, I don't see the possibility of you cursing him to death. So you are prepared to exchange 1 for 1 ?”

Nangong Wan'er's mind was broken.

She does have this idea!

Now in her mind, redemption has become her new obsession.

And after knowing the true face of Song Sangongzi, Nangong Wan'er was extremely ashamed of her past!

"Sir, don't worry, Wan'er is sure she won't die."

Nangong Wan'er said.

Si Yan shook his head: "There is no need to pay for your life for such a scumbag. If you really want to atone for your sins, just cooperate with me these days."

"I will fully cooperate with you, sir!"

Nangong Wan'er said.

"Okay, let's go rest first."

Si Yan said.

"Sir, let's live in this room. I can live in a side room."

Nangong Wan'er gave the master bedroom of this suite to Si Yan.

Si Yan did not refuse.

After entering the bedroom, Si Yan quickly left the place through the contract and appeared in Ying Rui's room again.

Two days passed, and I was able to come to Yingrui again.

"gentlemen."

Ying Rui was very happy to see Si Yan arriving.

Si Yan took a look and saw that she was still imprisoned, but the maid Xiaolian came in.

Si Yan moved out a large wooden barrel and a large amount of medicinal soup from the strange space, which Si Yan took from Liu Yiyi.

"Miss Ying, go in first and I'll help you break through the Ghost Lord!"

Si Yan said.

This is two-handed preparation.

There is at least half a month before the wedding, and Si Yan wants to see if this half month can help Yingrui break through to the Ghost Lord.

Come here every two days, Si Yan uses all his skills, and with a large amount of medicinal materials, there is a certain possibility of success.

Si Yan turned around while speaking.

"Okay, sir."

Ying Rui took off all her clothes and entered the barrel.

Si Yan started to activate skills for her.

The potency of the medicinal soup declined quickly, but Si Yan brought a lot from Liu Yiyi.

Replaced it and continued.

In this way, two hours passed quickly. Si Yan left a lot of medicinal materials and left again.

After returning to the room, Si Yan fell asleep tiredly.

Si Yan woke up early the next morning.

"Sir~"

Nangong Wan'er had been waiting outside for a long time. When Si Yan saw it, she was holding a breakfast in her hand.

"I asked Xiaorong to buy it outside."

Nangong Wan'er said.

After Si Yan finished eating, he set off with Nangong Wan'er to the tall building.

Soon we entered the tall building.

There are already a lot of zombies inside.

These zombies are accompanied by a player.

The mission of the players this time is to identify whether the poems written by zombies come from the real world.

Si Yan estimated that some zombies might even force players to think of poems that others would never think of.

"The rules of this poetry meeting are very simple. There are 18 floors in Yunxi Tower. We go to 45 floors every day and choose a poet on each floor. The poems and names of the poets will be engraved on the pillars to show their glory. How about ?”

Third Young Master Song spoke.

"it is good!"

The other zombies agreed one after another.

"On the first floor, let's start with beauties! There are many beauties in Northern Xinjiang, and the most beautiful one is Miss Situ Mingyue, the Pearl of Northern Xinjiang! On this floor, how about we describe Miss Situ's beauty with poetry?"

Song Sangongzi said.

As soon as his words fell, the other zombies all looked at a female zombie.

Si Yan also looked over.

This female zombie does not know when it appeared.

Si Yan had never seen each other yesterday.

"Sir, this is the pearl of Northern Xinjiang: Situ Mingyue, who is as beautiful as Miss Ying. She seems to be here to discuss business with the Song family. I didn't expect that he is about to marry Miss Ying, and he is still thinking of courting Situ Mingyue. Happy."

Nangong Wan'er's subtle voice sounded in Si Yan's ears.

Now Nangong Wan'er has also seen through the playfulness of Third Young Master Song.

The Song family is already arranging his wedding with Yingrui.

This guy actually wants to flirt with Situ Mingyue, who is as famous as Ying Rui!

"Okay, Miss Situ is so beautiful, let me come first~"

As soon as Third Young Master Song's words fell, a zombie stood up hastily.

Then, shaking his head, he wrote a poem.

"There are pearls in the north like the bright moon, and hibiscus like the beauty makeup on the face!"

"Good~"

As soon as he finished reading his poem, several acquaintances from the zombies clapped their hands.

There is also a zombie who is holding a pen and writing down his poems.

The other zombie boys were quietly asking the players around them if this poem existed in the real world.

"It's my turn~"

Immediately, another zombie boy couldn't wait to stand up.

Not only the third son Song wanted to please Situ Mingyue.

These zombie young men are equivalent to the playboys in ancient times, and they also want to please Situ Mingyue.

In terms of status, some of the zombie sons here are no worse than Song Sangong.

There are also some that are worse, mainly because their family is not as good as the Song family.

But not too much.

Soon, the zombie boy also finished his poem.Some acquaintances also cheered, and then asked the players around them if they had heard of this poem.

After finishing the poem, the young master Jianhu continued to explain.

He seems particularly satisfied with his poems.

The expression on Situ Mingyue's face didn't change at all. She looked even colder than Ying Rui.

No.

Yingrui is also extremely aloof in front of others.
Si Yan was the only one who could see her tender side.

In this way, the zombie sons wrote poems one by one.

Situ Mingyue stood there the whole time without any response.

She is so cold, but these zombie boys don't care, probably because they know her character.

All of them tried their best to make Situ Mingyue's gaze change.

It seemed that whoever could move Situ Mingyue's face would win!
All their poems were copied.

There are also zombies holding a thick book of poetry, looking there.

See if there are similar verses.

Needless to say, this collection of poems comes from the real world.

These zombie boys seemed to have been fooled in the past, so they are more defensive now.

Like this, three hours later.

More than twenty male zombies, except for the third son of Song Dynasty, have all finished their poems.

"I am the host, so I will be the last one. Don't you ladies have any poems?"

Song Sangong looked at the zombie ladies.

"Leave this round to you, we will not participate."

A zombie lady said.

Let her write poems to praise Situ Mingyue's beauty?

She doesn't do it!
Although Situ Mingyue was indeed beautiful, the daughters of these zombie families would not admit that they were inferior.

The other zombie ladies also nodded.

"Then I'll do it!"

The third son of Song Dynasty spoke and wrote a poem.

"There is a woman in the north who is as bright as the moon, as graceful as light clouds, and with eyes like stars. I dare to ask where this woman is. It turns out that she is a fairy who has come down to earth."

This poem sounds pretty good, and it's quite eye-catching.

Even some zombie ladies’ eyes lit up slightly.

Situ Mingyue, who had always been aloof, raised his eyes.

This action is not seen in other zombie masters!
"Okay, Third Young Master Song is very talented~"

Some zombie boys applauded.

The Third Young Master of Song Dynasty looked at Situ Mingyue with some pride: "Miss Situ, it's up to you to choose now. How about the Shikui of this level?"

While they were talking, more than twenty zombies had unfolded all the poems written by the zombie masters, stood in a row, and displayed them in front of Situ Mingyue.

Song Sangongzi is confident enough that the other party will choose his poems.

Because his poems are indeed the best on the scene.

Situ Mingyue's eyes swept over all the poems.

Finally, I stopped at the poems of the Third Young Master of the Song Dynasty.

"Wait, I have another poem here."

At this time, Nangong Wan'er's voice sounded.

The third son of Song Dynasty had a headache when he saw Nangong Wan'er, but he had to say: "Please ask Miss Nangong to write a poem."

After Nangong Wan'er waited for everyone's eyes to stay on her, she spoke!

"There are beauties in the north."

She paused for the first sentence.

This sentence made many zombies present feel unusual, and listened intently.

Even Situ Mingyue's eyes lit up slightly, and she also looked at Nangong Wan'er.

"Peerless and independent."

Here comes the second sentence.

This sentence was even more lethal, and Situ Mingyue's eyes lit up completely, and there was some shock in his expression.

Peerless and independent!
This poem is simply too suitable for her.

"Take care of Qingren City first, then take care of Qingren Country!"

Three or four sentences are here!
Now, the eyes of all the zombie boys lit up.

Situ Mingyue's eyes were even more like stars.

"Ning don't know the beauty of the city and the country? The best thing is that it's hard to come by!"

Here comes the last two lines of the poem.

"it is good!"

A zombie boy couldn't help but said loudly.

"Excellent, the poem is simply wonderful!"

"I didn't expect Miss Nangong to compose such a good poem!"

The other zombie masters spoke one after another.

Full of praise for Nangong Wan'er's poems!
Third Young Master Song's expression darkened. He asked the players around him, who shook their heads.

The look in his eyes became even darker.

"Miss Situ, how about my poem?"

Nangong Wan'er looked at Situ Mingyue and asked.

Situ Mingyue seemed to have just recovered from the beauty of the poem: "Okay! Miss Nangong, can you give me this poem?"

Nangong Wan'er did not answer her question, but said: "In that case, please Miss Situ choose Shikui first!"

A zombie has already copied the poem and submitted it.

.

Without any hesitation, Situ Mingyue pointed to the poem she just read.
Song Sangong's expression was gloomy, not to mention depressed.

But he still didn't dare to offend Nangong Wan.

And in public, he has to maintain his grace.

"Since Miss Situ has already chosen, this poem will be the top poem on the first floor. I will let you engrave this poem and Miss Nangong's name on the pillar."

Third Young Master Song said with a different expression.

"Wait a minute, this poem was given to me by Mr. Si. If you want to engrave a name, just engrave Mr. Si's name."

Nangong Wan'er spoke again.

"Who is Mr. Si?"

Song Sangongzi asked.

Nangong Wan'er looked at Si Yan and made an introduction: "This is Mr. Si, he is my friend."

The Third Young Master of Song Dynasty immediately saw Si Yan.

His eyes suddenly became angry!

A human actually stole his limelight! (End of chapter)