Chapter 536： Ghost Awakens (One More)

Chapter 536 Ghosts Awakening (One More)

All the nightmares came to an abrupt end, the blood mist in front of him dissipated, and the hustle and bustle of the battlefield was far away.

Ghost Horror opened his painful eyes, and saw a suona at the door of his brain at a glance.

His temples jumped!

He was still immersed in the pain caused by the nightmare, and Xiaohu planned to blow it a second time.

His head was buzzing with melon seeds, and there was no need for kung fu grief. A carp got out of bed!

"You've been tired all day, go back to rest early, I'll just watch over, he shouldn't wake up..."

Su Mo and Su Xiaoxiao were walking and talking. As soon as they talked about the ghost that won't wake up, they saw the door of the room being opened, and the ghost appeared in front of the two with a frightened face.

Two people: "…"

…

The night fell, and the dark night opened the mouth of the abyss and engulfed the entire palace.

Two vigorous figures jumped and shuttled in the night, passing over the pavilions with flying eaves of bucket arches, stepping over the blue waves with fragrant lotus, avoiding the patrols of the guards all the way, and came to a desolate courtyard near the south wall.

Wei Ting first fell between the Nanyang King and the southern wall, turned around, and looked at the Nanyang King with cold eyes.

He was on the roof just now, hearing what he should have heard and what he should not have heard.

is more shocking and more difficult to accept than when you suspect that the eldest princess is behind the scenes.

This is the elder he regarded as his father, who taught him to read and write, led him to recite and compose poems, and warned him that he would grow into a man who is upright and worthy of his heart no matter what.

"why?"

Wei Ting clenched his fists, looked at him with red eyes, and asked loudly, "Why!"

The figure of the King of Nanyang was shrouded in the cool and thin moonlight, and his eyes were extraordinarily cold, but at this time, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes were somewhat gentle.

"Xiao Qi, you know, I don't want to hurt you."

Wei Ting said solemnly: "Then what is all you have done? Murdering my grandfather, killing my father and brother, this is not hurting me? I would rather be killed by you!"

The King of Nanyang sighed: "Those who achieve great things will always have to choose."

Wei Ting smiled coldly: "Choose? What is the point of our Wei family that is not qualified enough to be discarded by you?"

This is the most unbelievable thing. The Wei family was more powerful than the Duke Huguo mansion in those days. Even because the Wei family had more sons, each one was better than the other, and the prospects were more splendid than the Duke Huguo mansion.

Who would abandon such a huge force?

is not already on the throne, and he has to unload the grind and kill the donkey.

Nanyang Wang said: "You should be clear, I never intended to hurt you. If I wanted to attack you, you would have died in Qingzhou. No, earlier, four years ago in Broken North Pass, you had no defense against me. , I could kill you at any time."

Wei Ting sneered: "Then I should thank you? Thank you for not killing me, thank you for killing me!"

The King of Nanyang hesitated.

"You don't have to rack your brains to lie to me, I won't be fooled by you again."

After Wei Ting finished speaking, he drew out his long sword, "Let's make a move."

Nanyang Wang said: "I don't want to fight you."

Wei Ting did not intend to let him go.

Wei Ting raised his sword and slashed towards his right arm!

The King of Nanyang turned his footsteps, avoided Wei Ting's attack sharply, and pinched Wei Ting's blade with his fingertips in time.

Wei Ting looked at his right hand, frowning slightly: "Your dominant hand was your left hand."

The King of Nanyang did not speak, but slapped Wei Ting's chest with a palm.

Wei Ting backed away with his toes.

"You're not using the previous moves either!"

Nanyang King is also a man of both civil and military skills, but compared to his outstanding literary talent, his martial arts are relatively less outstanding, and Wu Anjun personally taught him for a period of time, but he did not make much progress.

Wei Ting is very familiar with his martial arts skills.

But tonight, his inner strength, his moves are all unfamiliar, and he seems to have become a martial arts prodigy.

"Are you the King of Nanyang?"

Wei Ting questioned.

The King of Nanyang took Wei Ting's move: "Am I, don't you recognize me?"

Wei Ting's eyes fell behind his right ear.

When he was very young, he climbed a tree in a fit of anger, but he couldn't get up or down. It was the King of Nanyang who climbed up to find him, but he was stabbed by a branch.

That familiar scar is still there.

Wei Ting's effort to observe the scar, the King of Nanyang got the opportunity, he jumped up the wall and disappeared into the boundless night.

The poor pirates don’t chase after them.

The King of Nanyang had already noticed that someone was on the roof, and he deliberately led him out.

Since he didn't want to say something to himself, he had another purpose.

Wei Ting didn't get carried away by hatred and shock, he calmly glanced at the direction Nanyang King fled, put away his sword, and returned to the courtyard.

…

In the house, Ghost Horror wanted to accuse the three little burials of their bad behavior.

"Your son! They..."

He raised his hand and looked back, stunned.

The three little ones who were still dancing on the grave just now sat obediently on the edge of the bed and looked at him with cute faces.

The ghosts are all fascinated.

Now, can the little stinky farts be able to pretend like this?

Su Xiaoxiao sent San Xiaozhi to Li's side, returned to the ghost house, looked at the ghost sitting on the stool and doubted the ghosts of life, cleared her throat, and said solemnly: "You woke up just right, there is something I want to tell you, if you are not feeling well."

All the discomforts of the ghost were blown away by the little stinky fart, and he did not leave the slightest feeling of nostalgia for him.

Su Mo called a secret guard and asked him to guard the door, not allowing anyone to approach.

The three sat around the round table.

Su Xiaoxiao told the story of seeing the King of Nanyang.

After listening to    Ghost Horror, he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Su Xiaoxiao took out the veil, swiped it in the air, wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, and said earnestly: "I know, you are now a dead man in the Western Jin Dynasty. It has nothing to do with you. However, King Nanyang doesn't think so. Helian Ye has already stabbed you out. King Nanyang knows that you are still alive, and he...will definitely come to you for revenge. If you know something, don't hide it. Ah, let's all figure out a way together!"

Su Mo looked at his sister in surprise.

How did you speak nonsense seriously?

Ghost horror whispered: "You don't need to provoke me."

Su Xiaoxiao blinked and put away the handkerchief: "Then you are willing to say it?"

The ghost was terrified before speaking, then paused, and said, "Let's talk about it first, I haven't recovered my memory."

Su Xiao Xiao Xiao chicken nodded as if pecking at rice.

You can do it!

It seems that there is a drama, Ghost Horror does know what happened back then.

Guiji took a deep breath, his face was calm, and the hand on his lap had already been clenched into a fist: "I never thought that he would harm the Wei family. But if it must be him, then it should be for that reason. "

Su Xiaoxiao motioned to Guiji to continue.

(end of this chapter)