I am the best spirit stone

Chapter 115 Sure enough, it is related to Muyangguo!

After a pause, she deliberately added: "I often haven't showered for many days."

Although Mr. Ming was scolded, he felt sad and didn't reply. He cried pitifully a few times and said, "Choose to die, as soon as my knight uniform appears..."

"How is it? The effect is amazing, isn't it?" Yushi finally became interested and asked with a smile.

Mr. Ming nodded, and said: "It's very good. It scared a lot of ghosts at once. However, my father rushed over after hearing the news, and was furious. He confiscated the death riding suit and scolded him severely I paused... woo woo..."

Yushi stared in surprise, and asked: "Why? Didn't you say that you can scare ghosts, so your father will be more satisfied and like you?" Is there something wrong?
"Wuuu... because... because I trampled the floor of the underworld... and ruined a lot... My father said that I should fix them one by one, otherwise I will be fined to sweep the streets..." Mr. Ming Crying is not aggrieved.

Yushi remembered that she had kept encouraging her last night—stomping heavily!Step hard!heavy...

Thinking of those earth-shaking vibrations again, a little bit of guilt suddenly appeared in my heart, I swallowed, and comforted me: "Then you should reform yourself and fix it... Also, remember to be serious when sweeping the street. Son, don't choke on the dust."

Mr. Ming raised his head and muttered: "What? I'll sweep it?! You made the death suit - if you want to sweep it, you are the one who sweeps it..."

As soon as Yushi heard it, the little bit of guilt disappeared instantly, and he hummed: "Go to hell!" He turned his head, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

A faint voice came from behind: "I'm already a ghost, so I don't need to die."

The surroundings returned to silence, and occasionally they could hear the unifying voice of their conversation below, a few insects chirping.

She was drowsy—

"Choose to die, let's go to Mingyang Mountain!" A light voice sounded beside my ears.

Someone remained motionless and continued to sleep soundly.

"Choose to die, tell me—why did your master come to retreat on the top of Mingyang Mountain? They want to grab the Muyang fruit, you fight for it, and then they fight, will your master be in danger? "

Someone's lovely brow frowned suddenly, bent into a caterpillar.

"Choose death, deep retreat, but don't allow any movement or sound to disturb you at all. This...you should know better than me..." After the ghost finished speaking lightly, it flew away lightly.

Someone suddenly opened his eyes and shouted softly: "Damn, wait—"

Everything is quiet, the stars are dim, Yangming Mountain is towering and majestic, and it is dark.

Yushi Yujian flew invisibly, moving forward in the dark, observing the surroundings while flying.

"Damn ghost! This is Yangmingshan? Are you sure?"

A certain ghost floated ahead, nodding for sure.

Yushi's big eyes slid back and forth, and after wandering around, he murmured softly, "What Yangmingshan? It's dark and gloomy, but deliberately gave such a bright name? How disappointing it is..."

A certain ghost had three black lines on his forehead, and said, "That's because——it's night!"

"Is it sunny during the day? Can it be the same on cloudy days?" Someone rolled his eyes and continued to mutter.

A certain ghost suddenly became speechless.

Someone suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, didn't you say that you have Mitong Tianyan? You can teleport or something? Why do you still drag me up?"

A certain ghost sighed softly, with a look of helplessness on his face, and answered truthfully: "To tell you the truth, Yangmingshan is a rare place in the world full of yang energy, and no ghost can get close to it. Although I have strong magic power, I can force it Reached this mountain, but still can't go straight to the top of the mountain."

Yushi glanced at him, frowned and asked, "The Yangming fruit—that is, the Muyang fruit, is it so important to you? Which one do you want to use for?"

The previous encounter may have been accidental, but since last night, he has used the name of master to trick himself into rushing to Yangmingshan, and just now he was so desperately intimidating - she has already seen it.

Seeing that he was exposed, a certain ghost lowered his eyes, and asked, "Do you know that I am for Muyangguo?"

Someone blinked and asked, "Otherwise, why are you doing it? Could it be that you are doing it because of my master?" The answer is so obvious, she is not a fool, is she?
At this time, a certain ghost turned his head, and replied lightly: "Actually, I am also for your master..."

"Drink!" A certain fool was stunned and couldn't react.

Shrimp? !Does this dead ghost also know the master?He is also for the master?Could it be that he has something to do with Master...

A certain ghost stopped talking, and continued to float forward.

Yushi blinked, hurriedly followed, and asked curiously, "Damn ghost! Do you know my master? What's your relationship? Tell me!"

Seeing her tender and fair face full of curiosity, Mr. Ming suddenly smiled mysteriously and didn't answer.

Seeing his bad look of "I won't tell you, I won't tell you!", Yushi was so angry that his head was itchy, and his heart was even more itchy. He pulled out a smile that was uglier than "kill you", and said, "Excuse me!" Mr. Ming, what is the relationship between you and my master? Do you know each other?"

Mr. Ming grinned refreshingly, turned around, and answered seriously, "The relationship between humans and ghosts."

faint!
Yushi gritted his teeth, hummed a few times, turned around, Yujian flew down, and stopped on a lush tree.

Mr. Ming was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned around and floated down.

"Choose to die, why don't you fly? It's not halfway up the mountain—"

Someone yawned while cleaning up, and said, "No, I'm sleepy and I can't fly anymore."

Mr. Ming frowned, and said anxiously: "Choose death, you can't—"

Someone found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and fell asleep, muttering: "I'm going to sleep, wave!"

Mr. Ming's eyes and face were full of anxiety, and he said: "Don't you care about your master? He is still retreating above!"

Someone was drowsy and murmured: "My master often retreats...it's okay, just get used to it, just get used to it..."

Mr. Ming flew "咻——" and flew "咻——", very anxious.In the end, he sighed deeply, lowered his head and leaned over, and said lightly, "Okay, whatever you ask, I will answer."

Someone was motionless and fast asleep.

Mr. Ming lowered his head, finally compromised, and said seriously: "Xuanshi, I don't know your master. But your master——you know my father. The ghosts in the underworld, except the ghost king born in the underworld, are all I only come to the underworld after death. The ghost king is the master of the underworld, and I am the next ghost king. The ghost kings of all generations will pass on the yin energy from their bodies to the next generation of ghost kings, in order to make the successor stronger and more capable of commanding Underworld."

"Ghost kings of all ages are full of yin energy. My father passed on everything. He should have been very happy, but he was always worried, especially when I became an adult, he was even more worried..."

"Why? He's afraid that if all the yin energy is passed on to you, he will be old and useless. Are you reluctant?"

Someone who woke up from a fake sleep listened happily from the beginning of his first sentence with wide and curious shining eyes.

Sure enough, it has something to do with Muyangguo!

　Dear friends, I understand that you have to start school and can't follow the article.I added more for everyone.I'm so busy that I haven't even eaten yet.My hand is also sprained, and I don’t know if I can code tomorrow...

　　
　
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