The Demon King Addicted to Robbing the Bride

Chapter 3: Thorn ball, let me squeeze it

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"Brother, I don't want to embarrass you. I will punish you to follow me back to the ghost world for two days! Occasionally sing a little song and dance a little dance or something, and accompany me to relieve my boredom. Also, 'Ghost Lord, Ghost Lord' is not allowed to be frightened. You can only call me 'Hange'. Not many people in the world dare to call me that. Today, I give you this opportunity. You must cherish it, do you understand?"

After Luo Qianhua carefully chewed on his boastful words, she couldn't figure out any other deceit. She only raised her eyes to sincerely confirm one thing: "But you're only staying for two days?"

"Of course." Hange raised her eyebrows, smoothed the flowing hair from her forehead, and smiled charmingly and evilly. "Maybe you want to stay a few more days, and I don't have any objection."

"Two days is enough! Two days is enough!" Qianhua replied hurriedly. As long as she doesn't delay her great opportunity to follow the godfather of the sun and get glory in heaven, now she has a free two-day trip to the ghost world to relieve herself from boredom. Who says life is not a good thing

Of course, before Qianhua could sense the evil intentions hidden under Gui Jun's evil smile, she really followed Gui Jun and rushed to the ghost world.

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After all, the ghost world is not as picturesque as the Nine Heavens. Although Luo Qianhua has never been to the heaven, she can inexplicably feel it. The heaven is divided into four gates: east, south, west and north, among which the south gate is the most prosperous. On both sides of the jade steps covered with broken gold are red maples as lush as fire and clouds. At the end of the Tianmen is a platform leading directly to Lihentian. The platform is covered with white snow all year round. Even if it is like spring all year round below, it cannot melt it. Snowy frost…

Luo Qianhua shook her head hard, swiping away the blurry image that spread inexplicably, and raised her eyes to look at the gate of the ghost world. It was so gloomy and terrifying that it couldn't be overstated!

Broken flowers everywhere bloomed quickly and then withered. Dots of faint green appeared in the inky blackness, lingering like fireflies in the evil wind and cold air that whimpered ghosts. Under the rugged vine bridge, a sad soul swam through the dead water. A slight wave of water can cause death in an instant. At the end of the weak water, the gate of the ghost world slowly opens like a greedy mouth.

On both sides, there were guarded little devils who were wailing and roaring without any problem. All of them had red eyes, stuck out tongues, and swam in their arms, wishing they could show their ferocious behavior vividly and live to death;

So Qianhua shook his head, turned into a hedgehog, and slipped into the wide sleeves of Hange's gold silk robe.

Just because the gate of the ghost world with dead trees hovering and ghosts clinging to it was covered with a barrier as smooth as blue silk, Qianhua knew that she did not have enough spiritual power and feared that her passage would be blocked, so she obediently used Hange to enter and exit freely, and was carried along. Go in.

But he said that Hange was really a narcissistic king of the ghost world.

Living in the deep and gloomy ghost concentration camp, he is very different from the hideous attire of those lonely ghosts who wander invisible. He is actually wearing a golden robe, a shining jade crown, and holding a...

Luo Qianhua felt that this was Guijun's most perverted failure!

—It’s okay to hold a graceful and elegant folding fan, but it happens to be a round fan only used by women. Forget it, the round fan with hand-painted beauty Ping Ting, but what’s painted on the fan is a half-naked erotic picture. !

In the picture of Spring Palace, thousands of falling flowers shuddered and trembled.

Besides, this guy obviously has the appearance of a handsome young man, but he insists on pretending to be mature in front of an old hedgehog in Luo Qianhua. He is really overestimating his capabilities!

So after Luo Qianhua cleared up the goosebumps on the ground, she shrank hard into Hange's wide sleeves. Perhaps Hange's fat skin was too soft, and indeed it was almost transparent white, so she was unfortunately caught by Qianhua's thorns. The thorn pricked his arm in pain. With a scream, he subconsciously waved his hand. Qianhua fell from the cuff with a few grunts, bounced three times on the ground with great elasticity, and then shrank into a ball and froze for a moment. After regaining consciousness and returning to human nature, a layer of jade-like skin was scratched on her beautiful face, causing burning pain.

"Huahua, do you like this rolling game? You always like to be in a dilemma between humans and hedgehogs?"

Following Hange's gloating taunts and slowly approaching footsteps, Luo Qianhua's still unstable figure shrank back in a moment of shuddering, and unexpectedly retracted back to its original shape.

Hange thought it was very good - it was easy to carry! So he leaned over and took it into his palm again, and walked into the ghost palace.

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"We sincerely welcome the Ghost Lord on his triumphal parade, and I wish the Ghost Lord a beautiful tree in the wind, a graceful look, great benevolence, and lasting fame!"

When he stepped into the ghost palace, Qianhua was frightened by a burst of flattering ghost howls, making his spine stand upright and his heart bursting.

What an intoxicating narcissism this is!

It is true that Hange waved his hand with great satisfaction to show his humble acceptance.

"Ghost-kun, what is this group?"

"What a prickly thing! It's really ugly to be gray..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's just a pile of spring mud, but why are there so many thorns stuck in it?"

"You are Chunni!" Luo Qianhua was angry, and the thorns became softer and softer with anger, unable to change into human form, and felt even more desolate.

"Hey, listen, listen, Chunni can talk!"

"It's true, the bristles are so soft!"

"Guijun, what on earth is this group of things?"

After another reincarnation, Hange felt that his "Huahua" had been laughed at enough, Fang Se touched Qianhua's soft body in fascination, and replied slowly: "Jinzi and I picked it up halfway, she is called Huahua, but! Huahua is only allowed to be called by me, you can just call her Thorny Ball."

"Oh! Thorny ball, right?" Luo Qianhua felt that her body was being held and touched by one ghost claw after another. It was really itchy and uncomfortable. She stared at the side with squinting eyes and watched the show with a smile. Hange, secretly thinking that one day when his spiritual power increases, he will turn him into a golden tortoise and let him taste the feeling of being unable to turn over on all fours!

While I was thinking about it like this, I also took a look at the three little devils who were eating my own tofu -

A petite female ghost with a sweet smile was maliciously teased by Hange: "Hun Mu, you pinch her nose, isn't it cute?"

So the ghost girl whose five elements suppressed metal and whose attribute was wood, who had just been asking Luo Qianhua what she was, pinched Qianhua's nose with joy. The force was unknown, and it was clear that she didn't know good or bad. The pain made Qianhua burst into tears. Pitiful.

Soul wood, when the essence of the thousand-year-old wood passed away, a wisp of the heart and soul that had not been wiped out was condensed and transformed. Under the guidance of the ghost king, it was cultivated into a young girl. At that time, after pinching Qianhua's nose, Then he poked the elbow of the person next to him in a serious manner, and said with an excited smile: "It's really fun, cat, come and pinch it too!"

The girl called "Mao'er" is a few years younger than Hunmu, but because of this, she has the vigor of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and is more lively than Qianhua's pounding heartbeat at this moment. The girl who just now complained about being tough and then laughed at being soft was originally a cat demon named "Huan Lansha" with seven lives. She couldn't enter the devil world, and the ghost world wouldn't bother to take her in. If it weren't for it, She was good at stalking, and Hange couldn't stand it anymore and kept her around for fun. Qianhua would never have met her now, and she would have pinched her to the point of suffocation:

"Haha, squeeze it really well, it's hard and soft, and strong!" Huan Lansha tightened her fingers and subconsciously stopped Qianhua's breathing.

"This child can't tell the difference between soft and hard..." Luo Qianhua sighed secretly before she suffocated to the point of fainting...

At that time, Hange was sitting on the skeleton chair in the center of the dark and dark ghost palace, looking at the undressed wandering souls... (To be continued) )