Maoshan Ghost King

The palace lord's voice was lazy, as if he had just woken up in the morning, a bit like when he was lying in bed.

Ge Yu also didn't know what kind of demon this palace lord was. It seemed that he couldn't sleep enough, could it be that a sleepy bug became a sperm?

Hearing the voice of the princess, Ge Yu took a deep breath and walked in the direction where she made the sound.

After bypassing the side of the main hall, walking forward, the fragrant breeze rushed to his face, Ge Yu paused in his footsteps, and found that it was the palace owner's boudoir.

A young guy in his twenties, entering a girl's boudoir, seemed inexplicable.

"Don't froze, come in quickly." The lazy voice seemed to feel Ge Yu's thoughts, and shouted again.

Ge Yu stopped twitching, and walked in directly.

After entering, Ge Yu saw that the palace lord was lying on the couch, wearing cooler clothes and no shoes, looking at Ge Yu with a smile.

Ge Yu glanced in the direction of the palace lord, and suddenly took a breath. This figure is absolutely amazing. The place that should be thin is thin, and the place that should be fat is fat. More is too much, less is too much. Less, it's perfect.

However, Ge Yu was relatively honest and didn't dare to look at it more, for fear that he would be regarded as a **** by the palace lord.

For a while, Ge Yu stood in the room, feeling a little cramped, not knowing what to say and do next.

But I don't know why in front of the palace lord, I suddenly felt embarrassed.

"What are you nervous about?" The palace owner winked like silk, chuckled, and suddenly got up slowly and walked towards Ge Yu.

Ge Yu's face blushed slightly, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he said: "This dream blood curse has tortured me for many days. The thought that it will be solved soon, I can't help but feel a little nervous. Palace Lord, don't take it off."

The palace lord chuckled, unspeakably charming and tender, and pointed to a table not far away. There was a bowl on it. The bowl was filled with something like medicinal soup. He was still steaming and said suddenly. : "I drank the bowl of medicine first, and this palace made it for you personally. It used the fruit of the aconitum ghost tree you brought, and used a little and a half, and the palace kept the rest."

"Thank you palace lord, we met in Pingshui, the palace lord was able to bother so much. I really don't want to repay him." Ge Yu said with a smile, and then walked straight to the table and picked up the bowl of medicinal soup. Drank a clean.

The taste of this medicinal soup is not bad, it feels a bit sweet, like some kind of drink.

But not long after drinking it, Ge Yu suddenly felt something bad. First, his strength seemed to have been emptied, and then his head was also a little confused. Ge Yu's body was swaying, a little untenable, and that beautiful. The palace lord didn't know when he walked to Ge Yu's side, stretched out a slender jade hand, grabbed Ge Yu's arm, and said with a smile: "My kid, how do you feel?"

"Yes... I'm a little dizzy, what medicine did you put in the soup?" Ge Yu shook his head, unavoidably worried, wondering why this princess treated herself like this, is it to her own disadvantage?

But the rat spirit said that she was a great monster. If she wanted to be disadvantageous to herself, why should she use this kind of indiscriminate means and just do it directly?

"Don't worry, it's naturally for you to lift the curse. Come on, this palace will release it for you now." Then, the palace lord took Ge Yu, who was a little confused, and walked towards her couch. go with.

With a push, Ge Yu's body fell on the palace owner's couch, very soft and fragrant.

Although there is no strength in his body, Ge Yu's thinking is still clear.

When Ge Yu was lying on the couch, the palace lord immediately jumped up, grabbed Ge Yu by the collar, let him sit up and face the palace lord.

With blurred eyes, Ge Yu's heart was beating wildly as he looked at the palace lord who was leaning over the country in front of him.

The palace lord was opposite Ge Yu, and both could feel each other’s breathing. The palace lord looked at Ge Yu with a smile, put a hand on Ge Yu’s shoulder, and said, "You kid, Originally, my apprentice An Zaiyuan could do this kind of thing. For the sake of you and me, the lord of the palace will resolve it for you personally. Don't be nervous, relax..."

With that, the palace lord suddenly approached Ge Yu again, a delicate face was getting closer and closer to Ge Yu, and it felt like he was about to kiss him, and then the palace lord opened his mouth and faced Ge Yu on the door. Take a breath.

The fragrant wind rushed, and Ge Yu suddenly trembled, and the trace of soberness that he forced to maintain, suddenly disappeared.

Ge Yu fell asleep.

First, it was pitch black, and then a green light flashed out of the darkness, and the dream appeared again.

The monster Nose Jing was standing not far from him, together with the Nose Jing, and the Vice-President of Immortality and Peace, Pu Zhirui, staring at Ge Yu with a bitter look, and Pu Zhirui was viciously facing Ge Yu. As he said something, his mouth opened and closed, and blood slipped from his mouth.

Ge Yu's body froze, standing there unable to move.

Then, the nasal jingle stared at Ge Yu steadily. Those green eyes and the cold glow shrouded Ge Yu's body. Ge Yu felt like falling into an ice cave, and the whole person was not well.

Then, his soul felt like he was about to leave his body, and his whole body stabbed intolerably.

Pu Zhirui grinned, still cursing viciously in his mouth, and then slowly walked towards Ge Yu.

Seeing that Nabijing and Pu Zhirui were about to walk to Ge Yu's side, suddenly, a person appeared behind Ge Yu, and that person was the princess of Shengya Palace.

When Park Zhirui in the dreamland saw the princess of the Ascending Cliff Palace, his complexion suddenly changed, and the nose was so scared that he turned around and fled.

The palace master actually sneaked into his own dream.

As soon as Bijing and Pu Zhirui left him, Ge Yu suddenly felt that he was about to peel off the spirit of his body and land on him again.

Then, Ge Yu's consciousness began to become sober.

The princess of Shengya Palace stood in front of Ge Yu, pinched a few tactics to herself, muttering words.

I didn't see how to move, the nose jing and Pu Zhirui turned into two green smoke and disappeared.

It seems to be a dream, but this dream is not as scary as before.

There was a slight cold on his face, and a charming voice came from my ear: "Hey, don't sleep, it's time to wake up, don't you guys want to stay here in this palace today?"

Ge Yu opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on the palace owner's couch, and the palace owner was sitting beside him.