The Ghost King Makes His Little Darling Cry (Completed)

After they emerged from the palace together, the fierce ghost and resentful spirits who had been waiting outside finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Before Hua Mi even had a chance to greet them, the two female ghosts drifted away without looking back, as if they were terrified that Yin Hun would settle scores with them.

Seeing their reaction, Hua Mi belatedly realized that her actions at the time had indeed been quite reckless.

She quickly grabbed Yin Hun's sleeve, tilted her face up, and acted spoiled, saying, "I forced them to do it!"

Yin Hun

She was exceptionally patient today. She waited for Luo Ye and the others to finish eating, waited for them to step outside, and waited until Luo Ye finished his meal before quietly following them.

Yan Qing was the most skilled among them, yet he still sustained some bruises. Being proficient in basic medical arts himself, he thanked Ningning for applying the medicine and skillfully massaged his wounds.

However, even the Star Chain belonging to Nangong Xuan, the Crown Prince of the Shengyu Empire, was only found when he reached the age of fifteen. To find the Star Chain within a single year, and that too in a search akin to finding a needle in a haystack, the hope of success was virtually nil.

He must have meticulously dressed up for this outing. Whether by intention, coincidence, or sheer laziness, he had simply changed into a brocade-blue robe identical to the one she had worn that day, and wore the golden crown she had used on that occasion.

As for where he was being transferred, he was unsure. However, Zeng Bei was indeed no longer suited to serve as an instructor.

If the Fifth Prince failed in this election, his standing in the eyes of those people would plummet even further.

A villa? That certainly wouldn't work. Waking up tomorrow morning, how could she face her uncle and aunt? They would definitely misunderstand.

During the past few days, Zhao Xinying ran over to the Zheng family estate every single day. On the surface, she was discussing the script with Qin Zidong, but in reality, she simply wanted to see him. When she learned that Qin Zidong was about to leave, she burst into tears on the spot right then and there.

Not only that, but knowing he was destined to die, he had still meticulously chosen reliable people beforehand to take his place, to accompany him, humor him, and protect him, allowing him to play carefree in this demonic realm for a thousand years without ever realizing the truth.

The grandeur rivaled the wedding ceremony of some prince. To be able to put on such an extravagant display in such a short amount of time truly demonstrated how far-reaching the Qin family's influence was.

This was a chaotic demon king who wished to sever ties with its past and longed to become an immortal—even if only a sixth-rank immortal official—yet it simply could not let go of its former sworn brothers.

Listening to Huo Ze recount what had happened between them in Mount Beihan, Yan Zhaoxuan looked at Yan Zhaoran with a broad smile.

The car carrying the luggage could not enter the village and could only stop at the entrance. Fortunately, the Ran family paid generously, and the movers very enthusiastically transported all the luggage right to the doorstep.

As soon as she reached the classroom doorway, she saw the boys in the class working diligently to clean up, every one of their faces radiating a single sentiment: Today feels exceptionally great.

Ran Hongdou performed surgery on herself in a hazy daze, her remaining sliver of consciousness still clinging steadfastly to the sanctity of medicine.

The dragon-tooth blade's light suddenly surged. Holding the saber in a single hand, Su Tian danced wildly with it, whipping up a boundless expanse of brilliant silver radiance, while the tip of the blade violently projected over a dozen crimson sword qi beams that seemed to sever the heavens and earth.

Blue Moon certainly knew he hadn't; she was merely teasing him. Seeing his stern expression, she suddenly couldn't bear to tease him any further and pulled him into the car.

After recovering slightly, she sat up once more. This time, she did not use brute force, but instead carefully observed the iron chains binding her.

Twenty years ago, it was precisely because those vampires he had converted went utterly wild and uncontrollable the moment they caught the scent of pure blood.

Looking at the children's innocent smiling faces, Yan Zhaoran pulled a packet of peanut candies from her bosom, squatted down, and distributed them piece by piece.

Moreover, his proudest divine-slaying technique had been shattered by Gao Qiang, leaving him with no choice but to resort to the earth-folding confinement spell to trap Gao Qiang.

Although the Qi-Transforming Spirit-Nourishing Pill was not a top-tier medicinal pill in the cultivation world, to an ordinary person it was nothing short of a miraculous elixir, and the energy contained within it was immense.