"That's a living person!"

"Hey~it smells delicious!"

"You should also be here to celebrate Ximen Jing's marriage to the ninety-eighth concubine today, right?"

"I've never heard of Ximen Jing having any friendship with a living loose cultivator. Sect disciples don't run around together. There are at least a dozen of them every time. What's the origin of these two little babies?"

The eyes of the ghosts are curious and malicious, and most of them are greedy, but it is normal, just like when people see gold and silver treasures, how many people in the world can remain unmoved?

"What are you two?"

The old man looked at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei with a smile and said.

There was a hint of greed in his eyes that was not easy to detect. Other ghosts can express their feelings openly, but as the housekeeper of the master's family, and the master's family is hosting a wedding today, naturally he cannot show his greedy appearance.

appearance.

"We're here to congratulate you."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibei nodded with a strong smile, "Yes."

"Then please come inside."

The old man glanced at the two with a half-smile, nodded, and made a gesture of invitation. Although the two were living people and strangers, the old man did not mean to delve into their identities. The main thing was that they were two living people.

There is no threat to them at all. All thirty-seven ghost kings in the Underworld are here today. Is there any living person who is stupid enough to dare to cause trouble today?

…

"It's so luxurious. The ghost king here must have been a very wealthy and powerful person during his lifetime. Maybe he was the emperor of a certain country. I don't know."

Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei were sitting alone at a table. There were five thousand tables like this in the courtyard, half of which were already occupied. Everyone was looking at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei.

, the two also discovered that besides the two of them, there were more than a dozen living people inside. Judging from their clothes, they should be from the sect!

The aura of one of the middle-aged men was comparable to that of the Fengdu Ghost King. He must be the Ancestor of Nirvana. After he looked at Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei, a trace of disdain flashed deep in his eyes and he no longer paid attention to them.

, but the spiritual masters at the same table with him were quite curious about Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei.

Being stared at by all the ghosts, Yan Zhibei felt a little uneasy, because among these ghosts there were many century-old ghosts, and even some thousand-year-old ghosts!

Ning Qi, on the other hand, was looking at the surrounding decorations. They were magnificent and magnificent, not much worse than the homes of emperors in the world!

"Are you afraid?"

Ning Qi suddenly looked at Yan Zhibei and smiled.

"Senior, look over there, there are twenty or thirty ghost kings sitting there. They have been looking at you and me just now. Do you think I can't be afraid?"

Yan Zhibei smiled bitterly.

In addition, he was even more slandering in his heart. If Ning Qi later went on a killing spree, he wouldn't know how to protect himself from being affected.

As long as he wasn't stupid, anyone in his situation would be scared!

"There's no use being afraid, you'll still die anyway."

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibei was stunned and immediately shut up.

"Those dozen living people should all belong to the same sect. There is a master of Nirvana, and the rest are all spirit-level, but their auras are much stronger than yours before. You can't defeat any of them.

."

Ning Qi pursed her lips in a certain direction.

"Senior, this is where our sect is strong. No matter how strong the casual cultivators are, they cannot compare to a sect with a complete inheritance."

Yan Zhibei rolled his eyes in his heart, but on the surface he explained very patiently. But halfway through, he was stunned because Ning Qi didn't look like he came from the sect at all, and he didn't have much common sense.

Understand, the chance of being a rogue cultivator is very high, but in this case, it is a bit excessive. A rogue cultivator can actually kill a ghost king-level existence with one sword!?

"You once said that some sects would make deals with evil ghosts in the underworld, exchanging living people for pure and powerful souls in their hands, right?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"yes."

Yan Zhibei nodded.

"The relationship between these guys and the ghost king here should be what you said."

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Most likely."

Yan Zhibei nodded.

After about an hour, almost all the guests had taken their seats. Even the table of Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei was full. Of course, the others were all evil spirits. Their eyes kept looking at Yan Zhibei and Ning Qi.

The greed in his eyes is undisguised.

"Hahaha! Thank you all for coming to attend my Ximen Jing's wedding today. This is the ninety-eighth wedding for me, Ximen Jing. For this day, I have specially prepared a sumptuous banquet and fine blood wine for you.

Please open your belly and eat it!"

Accompanied by great laughter, a strong man with a height of two feet and a mustache came out of the air. In his arms, he was holding tightly a man in red clothes with a red head covering.

woman.

"Ninety-eight happy events? This guy... is really capable..."

Ning Qi looked at the strong man and sighed with a smile.

This person is the ghost king here, Ximen Jing!

"Brother Ximen, congratulations!"

"I wonder when Brother Ximen will prepare for his ninety-ninth happy event!?"

"Hahaha!"

"Don't be impatient. The ninety-ninth happy event is not far away. It is scheduled for next year for the time being!"

Ximen Jing laughed loudly.

Immediately afterwards, first the ghost king-level figures began to congratulate him repeatedly, then the century-old ghosts, and the master of Nirvana also smiled and said hello to Ximen Jing. The scene became much more lively, and Ximen Jing said in front of everyone

, lifted the bride's red hijab, and Ning Qi and Yan Zhibei discovered that the bride was also a living person, but her face was pale and her eyes were full of fear!

"Everyone, start enjoying the delicious food I have prepared for you!"

Ximen Jing suddenly clapped his hands.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of boys and girls were brought up. A rough estimate was that there were tens of thousands of them! The eyes of these boys and girls were filled with endless fear. When the evil spirits saw this, they immediately swallowed their saliva and looked at them.

He was so greedy that he almost burst into flames.

In addition, there were slaves bringing pots of fragrant wine. There was a faint smell of blood in the aroma.

"What you eat are children and what you drink is wine made from human blood?"

Ning Qi smiled.

Yan Zhibei discovered that there was a chill in Ning Qi's smile.

"Senior, the ghost king holds a banquet and the food is so exquisite. Only ordinary ghost people can't afford to eat living people. All they eat are pigs and sheep."

Yan Zhibei whispered.

"Brother Ximen, you are very capable. Where did you get so many boys and girls?"

The Ghost King of Zuoqiu Mountain laughed and licked his lips.

"This is all thanks to Brother Yun of the Ghost Spirit Sect. These boys and girls are the gifts he brought to me this time. I will borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha for everyone to taste!"

Ximen Jing laughed and said.

The master of Nirvana stood up, bowed to the ghost kings present, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I'm the Ghost Spirit Sect Yun Buer. If you have any business in the future, you can give me some advice."

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

"If Brother Yun can always provide such high-quality products, then I, Beimanshan, will make a deal with Brother Yun!"

"Me, Zuo Qiushan, too!"

"You are about to die, are you still in the mood to make a deal?"

"who!"

"Who is it!"

A discordant sound suddenly made all the ghost kings present become furious and looked around after hearing the sound.
Chapter completed!