In the ghost King's palace, in the hands of the lamp slaves with blue faces and fangs, they were holding the blue flames that were jumping slowly.

Countless ghosts of all kinds lie dormant and form a broad and dignified throne.

The ghost King sits in the front of the main hall, a man with white body and elegant posture sits at the bottom of his head. His fingers are long, and his eyebrows and eyes are delicate as carved jade. It is obviously out of line with the surrounding environment.

The scene was very depressing and the air was silent.

The blue flame is jumping, and the palace of Ying is more and more gloomy and frightening.

A man's porcelain white face was also hidden in a layer of blue light, with clearly defined facial features clearly extinguished, making people unable to see emotions.

Cui pan rushes into the main hall, and sees the man who makes him wish he could not get rid of. He sits on the left side of his father's left hand with a cup of tea in his hand and drinks tea slowly in a leisurely manner. As he saw a few decades ago, he is lofty and pretentious!

"Ryukuang!" Cui pan almost burst out these two words from his teeth, and at the same time blocked Xi behind him. "How dare you come to my underworld? What if I dare not kill you again

"Baner, no nonsense! This is the God of ryukuang. Today's visit to the underworld is... " The old ghost King hesitated and didn't know how to speak. His face was gloomy.

Ryukuang put down his cup of tea and smiled, "it's to pick up my wife, Yuxi. Twenty years ago, she had some conflicts with me and left in anger. But I have to close down because of my old injury. Thanks for your help He stood up and bowed, with a three point smile on his lips.

"Yuxi is my wife! Ryukuang, if you want to take him away today, unless you level the underworld, I'll see if you have that ability! " Cui pan sneers, the palm empty grip, suddenly turned into a dark whip, silent smoke, has already sounded.

The old ghost Wang's forehead was cold and perspiring, "Pan'er, you --"

"father, we people in the underworld have never been afraid of anything. If someone dare to find trouble in the underworld, it's blatant to rob my wife. If I endure today, how can I command the underworld in the future? Father, it's better not to interfere in this! "

"Ah," ryukuang spread out his hands, stepped back two steps, and said with a smile, "why does judge Cui seem so excited? Men and women's affairs always ask for your affection. I'd like you to fight and kill here. Why don't we ask the opinions of the parties

He cried.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she walked out slowly from behind Cui pan.

Cui Pan said, "Oh!" He grabbed her fingertips and tried to stop her from leaving.

I smile back, just like that year, the lips are slightly hooked, like the spring breeze.

Then, without hesitation, he drew back his hand and walked slowly to ryukuang.

Ryukuang raised his eyebrows and stood up with his hands on his back. He looked at cuipan in his spare time. The malice in his eyes was particularly dazzling against his delicate appearance.

Cui pan clenched his fist.

Finally, she stood in front of him and opened her eyelashes like a fluttering butterfly. Her eyes were as clear as jade. She slowly opened her lips and said, "God is in the light." The voice is as clear as ever.

Ryukuang was slightly shocked. "You didn't call me like this, but you still blame me?" He smiled and tried to hold her hand, but she retreated and dodged. "You should blame me. How about going back to jiuchongtian with me first? I'll explain all of them to you. "

"God of Ryukyu light, I am not the Ryukyu light I used to be, and you are not the Ryukyu light I used to be."