Something strange is coming? Fortunately, I am the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace

Inside the castle.

The fighting continues.

This was the first time that Shen Jian had truly witnessed a fight between red-clad ghosts. Violent Yin Qi was raging in every move he made. The ghost weapon he waved released waves of oppression, and the low roar contained strong supernatural power.

If it were an ordinary person standing here, he would have been killed by the overflowing supernatural beings.

Shen Jian pointed while eating Chinese New Year preserved fruits:

Sister-in-law, try to cut him off, he won't dare not guard you.

Brother, she is carrying a heavy load and her upper plate is unstable. Take advantage of this.

Tear out the heart, you can't kill someone like this!

...

Little Snow Ghost leaned against the door, shivering, feeling that she was the only normal person in this room.

This scene is so scary.

A battle between red-clad evil spirits.

My master was even more excited than the fierce ghosts on both sides of the war.

At a certain moment, she even had the illusion that she was the alien in this castle. She should be excited at this time.

Emotions such as fear, panic, and worry are inappropriate.

She thought about it, and it seemed that their initial purpose was just to allow these two red-clad ghosts to be responsible for sniping away some miscellaneous soldiers when Mother accepted the challenge from the Ghost King, and then join forces to fight against the Ghost King.

Now this goal will most likely not be achieved.

A few minutes later.

The couple vented part of their anger, calmed down a little, stopped fighting, and stood there thoughtfully.

They were very miserable at this moment.

The woman's arm was torn off, and black blood continued to gush out from the fracture. One of the man's eyes was scratched out. There were five large holes on the left side of his chest, and his face was covered with blood stains.

It always feels like something is wrong.

Our original script didn't seem to be like this.

It's him!

The couple looked at Shen Jian together.

Recall everything that just happened.

Their faces gradually darkened. They had obviously arranged the script to show the scary tricks to humans step by step, and finally used him to complete the last scary arrangement.

But during their conversation, this human being kept quarreling, escalating the conflict between the two parties step by step.

As a result, the two of them were attracted by each other's rhythm step by step, gradually bringing out the problems that the two sides had accumulated over time, igniting anger in an instant.

I even forgot that quarreling is just a way to scare people.

It turned into a real argument.

In the end there was a big fight.

I've been hunting all day, but today I got pecked in the eye.

The knight ghost opened his remaining eyeball and murmured gloomily.

The couple used to quarrel to attract others' attention and lead each other step by step into the abyss of fear. They believed that they had rich experience in the art of speaking and guiding emotions.

I didn’t expect to be tricked by a human being today.

Haha, human being, no matter how eloquent you are, you are just a living person. Now do you plan to use your mouth to survive from our hands?

The woman also sneered and approached Shen Jian.

The dismembered bodies were still scattered on the ground, but the supernatural aura on them became more and more terrifying.

How dare you.

Little Snow Ghost shouted: This is mother's guest, who of you dares to do something?

We want to kill that woman's guest, Yukino. A fierce ghost actually treats a human as a guest, which embarrasses us.

The woman smiled sadly.

The knight ghost already showed his ferocious face and rushed forward with the ghost weapon.

He looked like he didn't take anyone seriously.

Shen Jian smiled scornfully, took out the ghost sickle, and pointed at Xiaoxuegui: When dealing with people, it is important to compare their feelings with each other.

I gave my goodwill to help them break up the fight, but the other party didn't know how to be kind... they didn't know a good heart, and my efforts were in vain. What do you think should be done?

Shen Jian guided carefully.

He is trying to guide this good seedling on the right path.

At the same time, the ghost sickle was swung out.

An extreme black light swept away like a bright line.

Cut off the female ghost in red at the back.

It all happened too fast.

No one can react at all.

Even the woman herself did not realize that she had been dismembered at the moment she was cut off at the waist.

The knight ghost vaguely noticed something was wrong, but looking at his intact body, he continued to walk towards Shen Jian.

Your wife is broken.

Shen Jian warned as he swung his next sword.

Your wife just broke.

The knight ghost swore back, turned his head subconsciously, and opened his mouth in shock.

Damn it.

It’s so cracked! ?

The knight ghost stayed where he was.

The first reaction was not anger, but fear.

Deep fear.

A chill ran down my spine, and every hair on my body was trembling crazily.

Horrible, horrified, panicked.

Various emotions were intertwined in his mind, causing his face to look gloomy and uncertain.

With one swing of the knife, his wife was dismembered.

And he couldn't even notice it.

Even the King of Ghosts couldn't kill his wife quietly without using any supernatural powers.

This human being is so evil.

laugh.

It was also this moment.

The knight ghost noticed his wife's eyes that were spinning crazily, as if there was some scourge behind him.

then.

His perspective moved up and he saw a headless corpse.

Wearing familiar clothes, he also held a long sword and a ghost weapon in his hand.

grass

Isn't that him?

I……

I'm cracked too! ?

You see, this is the consequence of ignoring other people's good intentions. If they competed, one of them would still be alive, but now they are all dead. Do you think it is a loss?

Shen Jian is still trying to make points.

Little Snow Ghost:......

She remembered the master's words again - I'll give you face, so don't be ungrateful.

Take back the ghost sickle.

Shen Jian glanced at the task prompt.

[Hidden mission: Collect the three red clothes in the ancient castle (0/3)]

He frowned.

Doesn't this count as recovery?

Could it be that he wants the other party to truly participate in the battle for the title of king?

The conditions are really difficult.

Shen Jian clicked his tongue and came to the two dismembered corpses.

He said condescendingly: You know about the battle for the title of king, right?

The eyes of the two red-clothed devils blinked wildly.

It's good to know. I invite you to participate now. Do you have any questions?

Knight Ghost:......

Female ghost in red:...

Is this your attitude towards asking for help?

and.

You should have shown off your muscles earlier. If you had shown off your muscles, you would have saved us this trip.

Um?

No problem, we absolutely support the head of the Yukino family.

The two fierce ghosts said honestly.

【(2/3)】

See it.

Shen Jian nodded with satisfaction.

That's good, you can recover on your own.

Shen Jian stared straight at the two ghosts in front of him. After thinking about it, he still didn't put on a sack. They were here anyway and couldn't escape.

And compared to the subsequent debut of the Ghost King.

These two red-clad fierce ghosts seemed insignificant.

…

Get out of the castle.

Shen Jian asked about the situation of the last red-clad ghost.

Little Snow Ghost held Shen Jian's arm: Master, let's go have dinner first. The last veteran-level ghost only appears in the middle of the night. It is usually hidden and can't be found at all.

After thinking for a while, Shen Jian nodded.

…

late at night.

By the lotus pond.

An artistic ghost is sitting by the lotus pond, fixing the drawing board to one side, and then adjusting colors. The penholder is pointing at the lotus leaves, measuring something.

Master, he is the last one in red. He is obsessed with painting. He will only appear during the period when the moonlight is the best. But his paintings...

Little Snow Ghost didn't know how to speak.

Shen Jian's eyes lit up.

Walked up.

And put his head close to it.

Then he looked startled.

Because this fierce ghost is not painting lotus leaves, but him.

On the drawing board.

A wonderful self emerges.

However, in the drawing board, there are two lines of blood hanging from his eyes, his forehead is sunken, his mouth, nose, and ears are bleeding, and his chest is penetrated by a steel bar, and his face is so white.

The artistic ghost turned around, his mouth and nose were gone, and the corners of his eyes were infinitely long. Under the moonlight, he had an extremely charming smile on his face.