Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld

It is scary for women to fight

"Quick go, while the gates of the underworld are still open." Yeji urges.

The ghost nodded, and as he stepped into the gate, he turned to her again and said, "Actually, when the girl killed the King, even though the girl was openly scolded, personally, everyone thanks you."

"Why?" Yeji surprised.

The ghost seemed to have some doubts and hesitancy: "It's okay, he's been dead for hundreds of years."

As if gathering courage, he said: "The king is cruel and arbitrary, and in order to build a mausoleum, I don't know how many strong people were captured, either, and thousands of slaves and servants were ordered to be buried alive."

If what he said was true, then it seemed like Yeji was also a hero substitute in his previous life.

After the ghost left, Yeji grabbed Jaemin's hand and urged: "Let's quickly go to the main tomb, maybe we can see more murals."

He chuckled, "You're interested now."

Isn't this bullshit? Obviously, this is related to her past, and she believes that there is nothing bad about their past lives.

As Yeji walked, he made up for it with a beaming look: "Maybe, in my previous life, I was a heroine who robbed the rich and helped the poor, he said, and I pulled out the sword to help when the road was uneven, so I killed King Xuancheng, hoeed and punished the evil for the people, and finally retired after success, living in seclusion in the rivers and lakes, waving my sleeves, and not taking the clouds."

Jaemin chuckled and pinched his face: "You're really interesting."

As they speak, they go to another ear space.

Yeji discovers that the original mausoleum is completely unlike in the novel, three steps and a dark arrow, five steps and a mechanism, and no coffin will lift the corpse, and no, and green-haired rice dumplings will appear at every turn.

Although Yeji meets ghosts, to her, ghosts are really everywhere, and she has them on her bed.

The actual mausoleum, other than ghosts, is not as fun as fiction.

As a result, Yeji thought so, and a white-clothed figure rushed out from the diagonal thorns.

The ghost had yet to arrive, and the wind of danger had arrived first.

The dagger, shining with a cold light, swayed towards his neck!

Who has the guts? Dare to sneak towards him in front of Jaemin.

Immediately, Yeji was dragged into his arms by Jaemin and escaped the dagger attack secretly.

In the next instant, Jaemin raised his hand sharply, and his two slender fingers immediately clamped down on the piercing blade.

With a slight force from the fingertips, the blade was immediately pushed back, and the white-clothed figure holding the blade was pushed to the ground.

Yeji focused her gaze on the white-clothed female ghost, with long hair dangling to the side, reflecting an even more gloomy and flowing white face.

The female ghost glared at her ferociously, and there was a deep hatred between her eyebrows.

It seemed that Jaemin had just started off not lightly, he had fallen to the ground for a long time and did not wake up, and at this moment he could only use a pair of murderous eyes, glaring at him viciously, glaring at him, it was as if Yeji owed her money, and gritted her teeth with hatred.

"Based witch! How dare you step here!"

He uttered every word, as if he wanted to pry it into the stomach, and he hated swallowing it alive.

Now, this is again related to his past life.

He's an unintelligent ghost, doesn't he know that humans have reincarnations? He has hatred, what kind of ability to go back to his past life to settle accounts, and to catch him who has no memories in this life for a long time.

Yeji asked coldly, "Are you a funeral servant?"

The female ghost was stunned, and immediately cursed disdainfully: "This palace is the daughter of Prince Xuancheng, the demon girl base, daring to say that I am a servant!"

Yeji replied without further ado: "Your face is not written anymore, how do I know who you are?"

Fucking idiots!

He narrowed his eyes and looked cruel: "You really haven't changed at all, you're as sharp as before, annoying."

"Thank you for the compliment, you haven't changed, it's the same as before, it's not appetizing."

"You!"

The female ghost was so angry that she immediately jumped up, and her pale face reddened in anger.

"Don't be a faceless fox! What exactly did you see about you? I should have gouged out your eyes and given them to a pig! "

Yeji also showed no weakness and said cynically to him: "Your face, I see evil spirits during the day, I see contraception at night, and I threw up for three days when I saw him, at least unlike you, I had a man who always wanted and was never satisfied."

In truth, Yeji had no idea what was going on between this princess and King Xuancheng, but with Yeji's years of experience watching the palace battle drama, he had no idea what happened, his brain redeems the main palace which is denigrated and not treated by the king.

Looks like Yeji said it.

The female ghost suddenly jumped like thunder, holding a dagger and rushing towards him again.

Before he could get close to her, he was repelled by the silver light from Jaemin for several meters.

In fact, Yeji usually did not speak too badly, and somehow, when he saw the ghostly face of this woman, he wanted to scold her.

The female ghost fell to the ground again, and she could see the blood in her eyes with resentment as she looked at him.

"You fox charmers really seduce men everywhere!" He glared at her reluctantly, then looked at Jaemin again, and said viciously: "Be careful that one day you too will be cut off by him, and there is no place to die, don't be fooled by this fox woo."

Jaemin glanced at him in disdain and pulled Yeji to turn around and leave the cave.

"You guys stop!" The unwilling roars of female ghosts sounded behind him, all of which were taken by them as the wind.

When the wind came, he rushed again to stab him with a dagger.

It's really perseverance.

Jaemin's eagle eyes darkened, and immediately laid down the charm, blocking him out.

The female ghost crossed the enchantment and yelled viciously at her: "Devil girl! I wait for the day when you will be punished! "

"Whisper!" Yeji shook his head in disdain.

At that moment, Jaemin had dragged her away, and the roar of the female ghost could not be heard.

He chuckled slowly: "It's terrible for you ladies to fight."

"Yes, unlike you, you can do it without moving your mouth."

As a result, as soon as his words fell, Yeji heard a muffled roar not far from there, as if the cave had collapsed.

Yeji couldn't help but be surprised: "There's no way the stone statue is coming back to life, right?"

Jaemin's brows sunk slightly, and he shook his head: "No, that voice came from the main tomb."

The main funeral hall? This was King Xuancheng's residence.

Suddenly, a strange scent slowly smelled from the depths of the cave, with faint sandals and a hint of lily. Fresh and pleasant, he could not help but feel refreshed.

Yeji asked, "Jae, did you kiss her?"

His eyes changed, and he immediately covered his mouth and nose: "Hold your breath, don't smell!"

However, it's too late.

It was dark before his eyes and Yeji slowly lost consciousness ...

Yeji doesn't know how long she's been in a coma, but when she wakes up again, Yeji is shocked to find a blinding fluorescence before her eyes.

Soon, he realized that it was a pearl of the night.

There were countless night pearls hanging overhead, flashing and flashing, shining with white light and crystal, extremely beautiful, extremely delicate.

At this moment, he was lying in a magnificent palace made of jade, with a cold and hard stone platform beneath him.

Soon, Yeji reacted that this was not the palace, but the main tomb, the tomb of King Xuancheng.

"Wake up?" The cold voice came.

Yeji followed the prestige and found that Jaemin was standing near the stone platform, looking at him demeaningly, his handsome face hidden in the shadows, showing an inexplicable gloom.

"Jae, how long have I been in a coma?" Ask Yeji lirih.

Jaemin made no sound, only stared at him silently, his thin lips pursed, and his appearance was indifferent.