Ye Qing's eyes dimmed suddenly.
The long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, flickered continuously.
She raised her eyes and fixedly looked at the ghost king.
The expression on his face was condensed and solemn.
A pair of charming eyes, as if covered with frost, shone with a biting chill.
"Why should I trust you." She finally compromised.
The lord of the Dark Palace who was restrained, the light in his eyes under the cloak dimmed.
If possible.
He hoped that Ye Qingluo would not be tempted firmly, take him as a hostage, and continue to threaten the King of Ghosts.
But the ghost king... used Emperor Moxuan as a bait.
He is very clear.
If the ghost king is taking her own life as an example.
Ye Qingluo will never show any emotion.
But, once Emperor Moxuan is involved.
Ye Qingluo still chose to compromise.
"Ha...hahaha..." The ghost king laughed, "This is the right choice, the whereabouts of an insignificant person, in exchange for you and Emperor Zun, the lovers are safe and sound, what a bargain."
He stared at Ye Qingluo: "Give him to me, tell me, where is the person who taught you the teleportation technique now?"
Ye Qingluo was indifferent: "Open the entrance of the dark formation, I have to see with my own eyes that Ah Xuan is safe and sound, so I can rest assured."
The ghost king's face darkened: "little girl, if you don't believe me, why should I believe you?"
Ye Qingluo sneered: "Could it be that you are afraid that my family Ah Xuan will fail? Are you worried that after Ah Xuan comes out, you will not be able to restrain the two of us?"
The ghost king's gloomy eyes flickered with a cold light: "Little girl, the aggressive method is useless to me! But... don't confuse me with those cowards. I, the ghost king, have never been afraid of anyone since I was born!"
After all, he moved his palms.
Rolling profound energy rolled in his palm like a stormy sea.
Immediately, the entire cemetery was suddenly covered in dark clouds.
The Yin Qi around the cemetery gradually distorted.
Just like when the dark formation appeared at the beginning.
The black air curled up, gradually forming a small crack in midair...
The crack opened slowly.
Ye Qingluo's eyes were fixed on the crack.
Before, Ah Xuan was sucked in by this crack!
Just when the crack opened a hole about the size of a fist.
With a sharp shout, it exploded in my ears.
"No! You can't let Emperor Zun come out! Otherwise, all previous efforts will be wasted!"
Ye Qingluo put all her heart on the crack.
Suddenly, this explosive roar was heard close to my ear.
It made her eardrums buzz.
That is this moment.
The Mistress of Anyou Palace, whose neck was held by Ye Qingluo, had a powerful black aura welling up in his eyes, and rushed towards the crack.
The black breath instantly filled the fist-sized crack.
Blink again.
The crack disappeared from mid-air.
The distorted black air gradually dissipated.
The ghost king's actions were interrupted by this sudden force.
The resulting backlash made his chest tight and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
With a gloomy face, he glared angrily at the Mistress of Anyou Palace: "What are you doing!"
"The emperor must die in the dark formation. If the emperor comes out, none of us will be able to bring Ye Qingluo back to the dark palace! It means that the mission has failed!"
The Mistress of the Dark Palace panted lightly, fearless was already attached to his neck, and drew a blood-stained dagger: "I don't care what relationship you have with that teleportation man! But, this is a mission! Impossible!" Let you destroy everything!"
Hearing this, the ghost king couldn't help laughing: "Are you sure, are you doing it for the mission, or because of jealousy?"
The Mistress of Anyou Palace was stunned: "I..."
The words of denial came to his lips, but he couldn't say them outrightly.