Pluto's Domination: The Supreme Beloved Concubine

Chapter 632 Ghost King Captured ([-])

"Refining the soul?"

"Well, this is different from absorbing soul power. If she is allowed to refine it successfully, the ghost king will become her puppet." The little wolf looked at An An, and An An's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Little wolf, can you refine the soul?" An An didn't look at the little wolf, her eyes were fixed on the ghost king. .

"It might not work before, but now, the master has been promoted to the rank of honor, and my strength has also improved a lot. Refining the soul, what a joke." The corner of the little wolf's mouth curled up into an evil smile.

An An got up and walked towards Wen Ting. Seeing Lian Ruoyan standing there motionless, she was a little worried. The little girl must be trapped.

"You're finally here." Wen Ting stopped what she was doing and looked at An An, who stared at her coldly, with no warmth on her face.

"An'an..." Seeing An'an, the ghost king's expression was unusually wronged, and he looked at An'an tearfully, and An'an gave her a reassuring expression.

"Wen Ting, I'm the one you're looking for, let her go." An An looked at Wen Ting, and Wen Ting looked at An An with disdain.

"The venerable said, this is your soul. If you don't go with him, then you can only let this little girl go with him." Wen Ting twisted her body enchantingly, looking at Beiming Moxuan.

"He's dreaming." Beiming Moxuan gave her a cold look.

"Mr. Beiming, this is not up to you. Why don't you stay with me now, and I can ask the master to let you go." Wen Ting walked to Beiming Moxuan coquettishly, looking up and down The body of Beiming Moxuan.

An An smelled an unpleasant smell from her body. This woman has been tossed and turned under countless men.

"Of course he has the final say on my affairs. Could it be that you have the final say? What's more, this is my man. Is it possible to go with you?" An An looked at Wen Ting, and Wen Ting shook her head angrily. Head away.

An An looked at Beiming Moxuan, Beiming Moxuan suddenly raised his head, his dark eyes were like a whirlpool, Wen Ting suddenly felt unable to move.

Beiming Moxuan raised his hand, and a virtual big hand stretched into Wen Ting's body to see, and a phantom was pulled out.

"So, she's not dead?" An An curled her lips. With Beiming Moxuan around, An An didn't have to worry at all.

Although she really wanted to do it herself, how could Beiming Moxuan make her work so hard? This is not just a small role, and An An doesn't need to do it at all.

"Master, let me refine her." The little wolf eagerly stepped forward.

Beiming Moxuan threw Wen Ting's soul to the little wolf in disgust, and there was an evil smile on the corner of the little wolf's mouth.

"No, don't, Beiming Moxuan, I treat you with all my heart, how can you treat me like this?" Wen Ting's body fell limply to the ground, and her soul kept struggling in the little wolf's hands.

"Beiming, save Ruoyan." Beiming Moxuan nodded, walked to Lian Ruoyan's side, wiped his hand, and the things on Lian Ruoyan's body that Wen Ting had manipulated disappeared.

"Woo, An An..." Lian Ruoyan, who had been unable to move, threw herself into An An's arms.

In the past, she may not have these feelings, but since An An came, she knows what family affection is, so she is very excited and sad now.

An An patted Lian Ruoyan lightly to calm her down.

"It's alright, it's alright."

"An'an, I'm going to kill her." Lian Ruoyan didn't have the indifference of the Ghost King, now, she was like a child.

"It's a pity to kill her. Let Xiaolang refine her soul for you. From now on, you can use her as your punching bag. When you are in a bad mood, you can hit her however you want."

An An looked at Lian Ruoyan who was sniffling with a smile.

(End of this chapter)