Under One Person: Xia He was killed in the beginning

Xu Sichang exhaled a puff of smoke.

"The Ghost King of Penang is recognized as the best sorcerer in Southeast Asia. How many battles must he go through before all the sorcerers in Southeast Asia submit to him?"

"Let me tell you this, in terms of seniority, he is of the same generation as Lu Jin and the others in the Ten Lords Association!"

“Of course, his strength is not bad either. Southeast Asia has been in turmoil for many years, with good and bad people mixed together and many strong people emerging. In terms of danger, it is actually much more dangerous than the alien world in China. However, since his debut, the Ghost King of Penang has killed many famous senior sorcerers and those of his generation who did not obey him. After that, he could not find an opponent, so he lived in seclusion in Malaysia and rarely took action. However, for decades, he has been recognized as the number one legendary figure in Southeast Asia!”

"Oh my god! So awesome?"

Ye Yingjiu also widened his eyes.

Good guy!

Is this the Southeast Asian version of the old Taoist priest?

No wonder Xu Si was so anxious for me to return home.

I guess the Penang Ghost King is even more dangerous than the Wang family!

If this guy has really reached the level of a human master, then I really won't be able to defeat him.

Ye Yingjiu couldn't help but frowned.

"Okay, Fourth Brother, I'll be careful."

"Okay, if there is any danger, remember to contact me immediately."

"Okay, then I'll hang up."

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Zhan’s activities were almost over.

Sister Jing came over at this time.

"Mr. Ye, you already know the situation. I have already arranged the itinerary. We will rush to the airport after the event and take the next flight back home."

"Row."

Ye Yingjiu nodded.

Without complete confidence, and with the enemy in the dark and us in the light, and on someone else's territory, Ye Yingjiu did not dare to be careless.

......

Penang, Malaysia.

Inside a wooden house in the jungle.

Artest and the man in the suit looked at the slightly thin old man in front of them.

"Atai, is this the master of Master Baden you mentioned?"

The man in the suit frowned. There was a bad smell in the room, somewhat like the smell of a rotting corpse.

"Yes, he is the Ghost King of Penang, the most powerful sorcerer in Southeast Asia!"

Artest said cautiously.

"Senior Ghost King!"

"This is what happened. You must avenge Master Baden!"

The thin old man didn't say anything, but fiddled with the bottles and jars on the table.

"Old man, don't keep me in suspense. Just tell me the price. As long as you can complete the task, my boss will definitely not treat you unfairly!"

The man in the suit said with some dissatisfaction.

What the hell is this old guy doing, he just wants more money?

The thin old man slowly opened his eyes and put down the jar in his hand.

"I already know what happened. Baden was not as skilled as others, so he deserved to die."

The old man spoke slowly.

"He once knelt devoutly at my door for a hundred days, enduring wind and rain, before I accepted him as my disciple. Since we have this master-disciple relationship, it is not too much for him to ask me to help him get revenge."

"You guys come with me."

The skinny old man looked at the man in the suit expressionlessly, then stood up and walked out of the house.

The man in the suit and A Tai looked at each other and followed.

I came to the next room, opened the door, and was greeted by an even worse smell than before!

"Ahem~~!"

The man in the suit and A Tai were choked and started coughing.

"Fuck! Old man, what's that smell?"

Seeing the old man talking, the man in the suit and An Tai had to cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves and followed him in.

"Hi~!"

"what--!!!"

Seeing the scene in the room, the man in the suit screamed and his scalp went numb with fear! !

His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, with a large wet spot between his legs on his trousers!

"Ugh~~"

Atai was not much better off. His throat gurgled a few times and he started vomiting!

.......

Chapter 157 Corpse Demon!

"boom--!"

There was a loud thunder in the sky, lighting up the room as bright as day.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and dead bones, like hell on earth.

There were three large vats in the middle of the room, with thick black liquid bubbling in them and emitting a foul odor.

At this time, A Tai and the man in the suit were so scared that they collapsed on the ground, their faces turned pale, and they mumbled something in their mouths. They were shocked out of their wits.

The skinny old man had his back to them and seemed to be muttering something in a low voice.

The large vat on the left was churning like boiling water, and soon a small head slowly floated up from the vat! !

“Gulp gulp~~Hee hee…!”

"hiss--!"

The man in the suit and A Tai looked at the figure that slowly emerged from the vat, their eyes widened in fear and they dared not breathe!

He looked like a child, his entire body was blood red, as if someone had scraped off a layer of his skin and flesh alive!

"Suck~~!"

The child was also staring at the man in the suit and A Tai sitting on the ground, with liquid dripping from his mouth from time to time, as if he had been hungry for a long time.

He first looked at the thin old man, and then, as if getting the thin old man's approval, he climbed out of the big vat with a grin, and staggered towards the two of them.

"No!"

"don't want--!"

The man in the suit and A Tai also realized that the naughty kid was going to eat people, and immediately begged loudly.

"what--!"

The screams became weaker and weaker...

......

"Xiao He, how long will it take to get to the airport?"

Inside the business car, Sister Jing looked at the time and asked anxiously.

"Almost there, Sister Jing, about twenty minutes left."

"Drive faster."

Sister Jing frowned slightly.

"Don't worry Sister Jing!"

The driver turned around and smiled.

"We will definitely make it. The flight won't take off for nearly an hour."

Sister Jing shook her head and said nothing.

For some reason, I suddenly felt uneasy.

"Snapped--!"

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound and the car shook instantly!

Xiao He was shocked and stepped on the brakes immediately!

"Ouch!"

Wenwen in the back row rubbed her head which she had accidentally bumped.

Ye Yingjiu frowned slightly, and with a stroke of his finger, he cast a protective amulet on everyone in the car.

"What's going on? Xiao He?"

"I don't know either, Sister Jing, it seems like I bumped into something!!"

Xiao He swallowed and said with a pale face.

"I...I'll go down and take a look. I hope I don't bump into anyone!"

He quickly turned off the car and went down to check.

"I'll go, you all stay in the car and don't come out."

Ye Yingjiu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, put his hand on Xiao He's shoulder and said seriously.

Sister Jing in the back row seemed to have thought of something and nodded repeatedly.

Ye Yingjiu opened the car door and walked out.

A gust of cold wind blew, and Dugu Yue appeared behind Ye Yingjiu.

"Guard the car and don't let the dirty stuff get close."

Ye Yingjiu lit a cigarette and whispered.

"Yes, Master!"

"Jiejiejie~~"

There was a strange laugh coming from behind the car.

Ye Yingjiu turned his head and saw a blood-red figure walking slowly towards him with staggering steps under the dim street lights. He was about five or six years old, with strange eyes, a big grin, and was dragging a coffin in his hands.

It looked very strange on this deserted road in the middle of the night.

"Naughty kid, have you finished your homework? Why are you running out to scare people in the middle of the night?"

Ye Yingjiu didn't take it seriously. He glared at the kid and yelled angrily.

"Quack quack~~!"

The little ghost grinned, put down the coffin in his hand, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Yingjiu. His figure was so fast that only a blood-red afterimage could be seen.

"Fuck!"

Before Ye Yingjiu could be surprised, the little ghost had already rushed in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Ye Yingjiu instinctively punched out, but the little ghost was extremely agile. He tilted his head and dodged the attack, then slashed Ye Yingjiu's arm with his bloody claws.

"tear!"

A golden light flashed, and Ye Yingjiu's arm was fine, but the sleeve of his clothes was torn into pieces.

"What the hell!"

Ye Yingjiu was furious.