"Don't play tricks. Hurry up and come out!"
Ding Ning was not easily frightened. Although the Ghost King's aura was very powerful and terrifying, the phrase "escape without fighting" was in his dictionary. Even if he could not defeat it, he had to give it a try first.
"Clatter!"
A slender and slender hand first appeared from the sarcophagus and rested on the edge of the sarcophagus. Even though Ding Ning was used to seeing beautiful women, this beautiful hand still made him dazed for a moment.
This hand was too beautiful. The knuckles were slender and slender, and the skin was as clear as jade, almost transparent. Even the blue blood vessels were clearly visible. It was so beautiful that it was almost flawless.
How could this be a ghost hand? It should have been a fairy who had fallen to the mortal world. The wariness in Ding Ning's heart disappeared instantly. He looked at the hand in a daze and walked towards the stone coffin with dull eyes.
"Master, come back quickly. That is the Ghost King's seduction technique — Ghost Bewitchment!"
Although the little ghost's intelligence was not high, it called out anxiously through the mental connection. But Ding Ning turned a deaf ear to it. His eyes were empty and dull as he stared at the hand. He staggered forward step by step and approached the stone coffin.
"Thump, thump, thump!"
Ding Ning's powerful heartbeat was getting closer and closer. In the stone coffin, there was a skeleton with only flesh and blood on its right hand. Its entire body was made of white bones, and its pitch-black eye sockets were flashing with red light. Its lower jaw was slightly open, and it let out a soundless laugh. It looked extremely strange!
She had once turned into a ghost cultivator in order to live forever. Later, she was sealed by someone and slept for a long time. Even she did not remember how long she slept.
It was not easy for an idiot to use the Life Blood Sacrifice to help her break the seal, but she had slept for too long and was too weak. Even after absorbing all the flesh and blood essence of the three elders, it was only enough for her to condense a right hand. She could not climb out of the stone coffin at all, so she could only use Ghost Bewitchment to confuse Ding Ning's mind and make him come to her voluntarily to become nourishment for her recovery!
She could feel how sweet and delicious the essence of flesh and blood in Ding Ning's body was, and it was also full of strong vitality. However, she did not intend to eat him. She wanted to possess him, occupy his powerful body, and live another life. She did not want to be a ghost cultivator who was neither human nor ghost anymore.
"Eh?"
When Ding Ning greedily grabbed her hand and fondled it lovingly, Ghost King could not help but let out a cry of surprise. The red light in her pitch-black eyes flickered. In her senses, such a powerful and lively body should be an adult warrior. But in front of her was a cute little boy carved from jade. How could she not be surprised!
So perverted at such a young age. This boy would definitely not be a good thing when he grew up. The Ghost King thought it was a little funny, but this seemed to be even better. There would be no danger when a child took over a body. After all, her Divine Soul was very weak now. Taking over a powerful warrior would bring her great risks.
The only perfect hand gently turned its wrist and grabbed Ding Ning's chubby little hand. An illusory figure entered Ding Ning's body with a whoosh, and the skeleton in the coffin withered into ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye!
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Ding Ning's face. "Possession?" He was worried about how to deal with this ghost, and it happened to come to him on its own initiative. Then it can't blame me.
Although he did not know whether the double-faced Buddha could resist the possession, he knew that he had the three-colored fire in his spirit sea, the Soul-splitting Saber and the Flowing Light Body Protection. Even if a ghost in the Holy Martial Realm wanted to take over his body, it would have to think twice, let alone a ghost!
Of course, if Ding Ning knew how powerful this Ghost King used to be, he was afraid that he would not be so confident.
As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. In addition, the Ghost King was definitely at the weakest moment of her life at this moment. As a result, she was very unlucky.
In Ding Ning's spiritual sea, Ghost King's illusory figure appeared and gradually solidified, turning into a beautiful woman with peerless talent. Looking at Ding Ning's vast spiritual sea, her beautiful eyes became dazed for a moment. How could a child have such a vast spiritual sea? This was completely out of her expectations!
But what followed after the surprise was ecstasy. The wider the spirit sea was, the more outstanding the potential of the body she had taken over would be. All of this would belong to her, and she would be able to achieve another glorious life. As for the problem of gender, she really did not care. It was just a stinky body, nothing more than a pink skeleton.
The Ghost King was very confident. Without hesitation, she leaped toward Ding Ning's Yuzhen Pass, where the "spirit" was located. Although Ding Ning's spirit sea was said to be different from ordinary people's, the spirit sea had not turned into the Sea of Consciousness, which meant that he had not condensed a spirit. Even if her spirit was at its weakest stage, it was easy for her to take over a warrior who had not condensed a spirit.
So at this moment, the Ghost King was very excited. She secretly rejoiced that she had met this target in advance. Otherwise, when he condensed a spirit, she would not have any chance of winning.
But when she excitedly came to Ding Ning's Yuzhen Pass and wanted to devour Ding Ning's soul to strengthen her spirit and successfully take over his body, she was dumbfounded. She was completely stunned.
"Why? Why does a warrior whose spirit sea has not turned into the Sea of Consciousness have two spirits? This is impossible. How is this possible? "
The Ghost King could not believe her eyes as she watched the black and gold Buddhas keep spinning on the spot. The two faces seemed to have a strong sneer and disdain for her, which made her break down in an instant. She murmured to herself with a dull look in her eyes.
Unfortunately, even Ding Ning himself did not know the answer to this question, let alone her. What was even more unacceptable to the Ghost King was that in addition to the two spirits, there was also a three-colored flame in Ding Ning's Yuzhen Pass that made her tremble with fear from a distance. The purple, black, and white flames burned quietly between the two Buddhas as if they had existed since ancient times.
In addition to the three-colored flame, there was also an exaggeratedly huge saber. Although it looked like a dead object, the Ghost King felt a strong sense of crisis from it. She did not even dare to look at it.
If these existences had made her feel lucky to escape, then the flowing light that curiously circled around her, which made her so scared that she did not even dare to move, made her completely despair. She did not dare to have any wishful thinking anymore. She stood there obediently and waited for Ding Ning's punishment.
What kind of freaking monster was this? That guy could not be a child. He must be an old monster who had regained his youth!
The Ghost King felt wronged and wanted to cry. Her previous confidence had long been thrown out the window. She firmly believed that Ding Ning must be an old monster who had nothing better to do and was at least the reincarnation of some mighty person. Otherwise, who would put these terrible things in the place where the spirit was, which made her shudder with fear even in her heyday?
Ding Ning did not know that the Ghost King was frightened and was waiting for his judgment. He thought that she was brewing some wicked idea to take over his body, so he could not help but feel nervous.
He secretly cursed the double-faced Buddha, Soul-splitting Saber, and Flowing Light for not doing anything. They were simply taking his safety as a joke. He wanted to get rid of the Ghost King quickly, lest there was a guy with bad intentions in his head, which made him feel like a fish bone stuck in his throat and could not be at ease!
But no matter how he thought about it, he could not think of a way to get rid of the Ghost King. Flowing Light ignored him, Soul-splitting Saber pretended to be cool, and the double-faced Buddha never listened to him. Only the three-colored fire could be ordered, but the problem was that he did not dare to take action for fear of harming the Ghost King.
He knew the power of the three-colored fire, which could easily destroy corpses. But the problem was that the fight was outside his head, and now he was in the place where his spirit was. What if the three-colored fire and the Ghost King started a fight and hurt him?
No, he could not easily start a fight. He could only think of a way to lure the Ghost King out. Ding Ning frowned worriedly and could only force himself to cough twice. He organized his words and said in a low voice in his mind, "Ghost King …"
"Senior, I know I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this time!"
The Ghost King waited for a long time in fear, but Ding Ning did not say anything. Just when she was secretly in despair, she suddenly heard his voice and immediately knelt down with a "plop" and begged bitterly!
"Ah …"
Ding Ning was a little confused. Senior? What the hell was this? Besides, you are the Ghost King. Why do you have no backbone at all and just kneel? Don't you know that there is gold under a man's knees? Kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, and kneel to your parents? Uh, no, this Ghost King was a female, and she was such a beautiful female ghost. Kneeling down was forgivable.
"Senior, I really know I was wrong. I only beg you to spare my life. I am willing to be a slave for a hundred years and be at your command. I will never betray you!"
The Ghost King was really scared. Hearing Ding Ning's "ah" that was difficult to understand, she was scared out of her wits and begged again and again. She made her own conditions!
"A slave for a hundred years?"
Ding Ning's eyes lit up and he repeated the sentence subconsciously. He was already very tempted and was ready to agree!
"Ghost slave, such a beautiful ghost slave. I have to admit that the pervert has an improper thought again. He is so heartless that he is even more shameless than the Teddy Bear. He even thinks about the female ghost!"
But he didn't know that the Ghost King misunderstood him and thought that he didn't want to be a slave for a long time. She quickly kowtowed and said, "No, no, no, master, as long as you are willing to spare my life, I am willing to serve you for a thousand years and will never betray you!"
"A thousand years?"
Ding Ning was shocked and repeated the sentence subconsciously. He muttered in his heart, "I am not sure whether I can live for a thousand years. If you want to serve me for a thousand years, when I die, you will dig my grave and whip my corpse!"
"Master, it's not that this servant doesn't want to serve you for a few more days, but this servant is a ghost and can only live for a thousand and two hundred years at most. This servant still has a great enmity that has yet to be avenged, so I have to stay for two hundred years. Please forgive me, Master. Otherwise, this servant won't be able to die in peace. If Master is really unwilling, then please kill this servant now."
The Ghost King looked embarrassed and said while biting her lips.
At the beginning, she was willing to turn to the Ghost Way to prolong her life in order to live in the world and avenge the blood hatred. Although the hope of revenge was getting slimmer and slimmer, the last 200 years of her life was her last chance, so she would rather die than let go of this only chance.
"Ahem, get up first. Tell me, what's your name?"
Ding Ning pondered for a while and asked in a profound tone.
"Thank you, master. My original name is Susu!"
The Ghost King bowed, stood up and said obediently.
"Susu? What's your surname? "
Ding Ning asked with some puzzlement.
"Surname? I don't have a surname. I was called Susu from the day I was born, but later people called me Nine Nether Plain Girl! "
Susu said humbly.
"Nine Nether Plain Girl? Do you know the Nine Heaven Fairy? "
Ding Ning was shocked. In the ancient legends, Jiuyou Plain Maiden and Jiutian Fairy were a pair of twin goddesses, and they were both the wives of Xuanyuan, the Yellow Emperor. Jiuyou Plain Maiden later entered the netherworld and became Goddess Houtu.
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