Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld

Jijie I Miss You

The boy suddenly cried out in pain, and did not forget to scold while crying: "You dare to hit this Master! Do you know who I am? "

Three more lashes, the boy's butt opened like a flower, red blood stains appeared.

"This master is a terrifying fire ghost boy! If you dare to hit me, I will make you unable to eat and walk around!" The boy wiped his tears, but still shouted loudly.

Jaemin's eyes turned pale, and he asked coldly: "Are you a fire ghost child?"

The monster thought that he had frightened Jaemin, and turned to show a mischievous smile: "You dare to defeat this Master, waiting to be destroyed by my father!"

"Who's your father?" Jaemin asked in a deep voice.

The fire ghost boy smirked, quite proud.

"My father is a famous ghost king! "

Yeji was stunned, the ghost king of the capital!

Wasn't it the white-haired fox that took her away last time?

It was only fitting that this brat was so stubborn, there really was a father and a son!

"Hahahaha, scared, right? Quickly kowtow to this Master and apologize, this Master will not sue!"

Jaemin smiled disdainfully, but his face was very gloomy.

The fire ghost boy was startled, looked terrified, and choked his throat violently in the next second.

"Uh..."

Jaemin shook his big hand, instantly lifting this little devil into the air, and asked word for word: "He taught you to skin people?"

The Fire Ghost Boy flushed red from being pinched, nodded with difficulty, and shook his head violently.

Jaemin's cold eyes were slightly closed, and a trace of suspicion flashed under his eyes: "Is that a yes or no?"

The Fire Ghost Boy shook his head completely this time.

Jaemin sneered, and his eyes became increasingly cold: "When Lee Tae-yong has a son, I don't know, little devil, you're lying."

The fire ghost boy whimpered, squeezing out a few broken syllables, his little face flushed red, as if wanting to speak.

Jaemin took it off violently and threw it to the ground.

As he fell to the ground, the fire ghost boy saw the opportunity and wanted to escape.

But after Jaemin flicked his finger, he stumbled under his feet, dropped himself to the ground, and fell deeply ashamed.

"Well! "

The fire ghost boy was lying on the ground and crying loudly, and his temper was truly childlike.

His butt opened and twisted into an arm, and it seemed like this time he really could not escape.

Jaemin walked slowly to his feet and looked at him demeaningly.

"Not yet to tell the truth?"

As if knowing Jaemin's power, the little ghost did not dare to anger him anymore, so he just whimpered and whispered: "Host King Master is my godfather, my godfather, but he rarely cared about me on weekdays, and I may not have seen him for a long time."

"That's why you broke the law here?" Yeji also came and saw the little devil with his arms.

The fire ghost boy glared at Yeji ferociously and did not reply, for some reason, he seemed to hate her specifically.

Or rather, she hated women, especially those who had given birth.

Yeji couldn't help but ask, "Why skin a woman?"

The fire ghost boy pouted, and a hint of hatred appeared on his childish little face.

"Because I hate them! I hate my mom!"

"Who's your mother?" Yeji asked fine.

"I don't have a mother!" He suddenly shouted at her, his eyes full of hatred: "Once I was born, my mother threw me into the fire to burn me, if not for the Ghost King's adoption of me, I would have long since died!"

Is this why he hates women?

Due to his own misfortune, he chose to kill an innocent person, which was truly pitiful and terrifying.

Jaemin's brows were slightly locked, his face was still gloomy, and he spoke softly for a long time: "How old are you?"

The fire ghost boy was shocked, looked at Jaemin with immature eyes, and did not speak.

However, even though Yeji did not understand what the Great Year was, he also roughly guessed that it was the name of the year of a certain emperor in history, but his historical knowledge was very poor, and he had no idea which dynasty he was talking about.

It seemed that this little demon had lived for at least several hundred years, or had died for hundreds of years.

The fire ghost looked at him infatuatedly and nodded.

Jaemin's face changed, and he immediately lifted him off the ground, took his collar like a chicken, and dragged him outside the cave.

"Take me off! You are! "

The fire ghost boy did not touch the ground, his limbs were dancing around, and he was fighting nonstop.

"Jaemin up! Where are you taking him?" Yeji hurried, confused.

"Bring her with me."

Huh huh? Yeji was astonished, and could not help but ask, "Even if you want to catch him back to the underworld, you don't have to do it yourself, right?"

Before Jaemin could answer, a silver light flashed in the dark cave in front of him.

In an instant, a silver figure appeared flat on the ground and slowly stepped out from the silver light.

This Lee Taeyong.

He really is coming! Isn't he locked up?

The silver light disappeared, and Yeji could see Lee Taeyong's figure thoroughly.

A plain white coat, wrapped in a tall figure, a genuine silver long hair like a devil, due to the punishment for the second time, had been cut into short hair, standing with two dazzling silver pointed ears.

As soon as he approached, he lowered his head, but his eyes were as deep as ice.

"Look at His Highness the Prince, look at the Princess."

Jaemin's face sank, and he asked in a low voice: "Lee Taeyong, who allowed you to leave the mansion?"

Taeyong hooked his lips without humility or arrogance, and smiled lightly: "The dog came out and caused trouble, and he did not dare to trouble His Highness the prince to discipline, so he had no choice but to get out of the mansion, thinking of personally capturing this evil son, and hoping His Majesty would forgive him."

After saying that, he lowered his head respectfully, and he was unable to find a single mistake in his every move.

Seeing Taeyong coming, the fire ghost boy fought even harder in Jaemin's hands.

"Godfather save Zhi'er!"

Jaemin nonchalantly stared at Taeyong's obedient brows, fell silent for a long time, his hands loosened, and released the fire ghost boy.

As soon as the little devil landed, he immediately crawled up and hugged Lee Taeyong's thigh.

"Godfather, you've finally come to Zhi'er's rescue!"

The Fire Ghost Boy cried snot and tears, as if Yeji and Jaemin had abused him, Obviously the boy committed a crime first.

As a result, Taeyong's cold eyes darkened and slapped him hard.

"Trappa!"

The fire ghost boy was stunned, covered his small face that was flushed from the fan, and looked at Taeyong's extraordinary serious gaze.

Immediately, Taeyong slapped another palm, and the fire ghost boy sunk to the ground, unconscious.

Taeyong turned around at this time and smiled at Jaemin: "Let His Majesty smile, Taeyong will definitely strictly discipline this evil child when he returns, and will never let him hurt humans again."

Jaemin was still serious, silent, and Yeji did not know what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty?" Lee Taeyong called again.

"Please." Phoenix Jaemin's eyes were slightly closed, and he said lightly: "It's only if you dare to get out of the mansion without permission, it's not your hair that will fall out next time."

"Yes." Yeah."

Taeyong obediently lowered his head, brought the demon on the ground to his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Merely, at the time of leaving, Yeji looked at the silver back slightly to the side, and seemed to have a shallow smile at Yeji, evil and dazzling.

"Jijie, I miss you."

His voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Surprised, his figure had disappeared, but his voice still ringing in Yeji's ears, low and evil, "Before our next meeting."