Wild Concubine Taming the Beast: The Stunning Emperor's Favorite

Gongsun Hai disappeared.

No one knows where he went.

Yun Ranyue's attempt to use him to investigate the demise of the Ghost King Sect was shelved, and she could only think of other ways.

The other surviving disciples of the Ghost King Sect have also arrived today, a total of more than thirty people.

It was too sudden when they were sent away by the Ninth Elder, and the exercises they learned at that time were relatively simple.

Yun Ranyue deliberately took half a day to transfer the various spells of the Ghost King Sect into the jade slips, and then distributed the jade slips to them and asked them to practice according to the jade slips. If they didn't understand anything, come back and ask her.

They were able to survive thanks to Ji Wu Nian's help. To express her gratitude, she asked Xiao Yi to cook a table of food for him.

She sent a thank-you gift, but the other party didn't ask for it, saying that the Ghost King Sect saved him first and he was just reciprocating the favor.

But she, Yun Ranyue, made this friend.

"Come on, this is the fruit wine I brewed on my own, Brother Ji, try it!"

At the dinner table, Yun Ranyue personally toasted to Ji Wunian.

There was Huo Xiu who was enjoying his meal beside him, and he poured himself a glass of red fruit wine.

"Xiaoyi actually knows how to make wine, so I have to try it!"

It didn't smell like alcohol. Huo Xiu thought it was alcohol with a very low concentration. Unexpectedly, when he took it in, it was so strong that his mouth was numb.

But the amazing thing is that it is very soft when it enters the throat, and there is also a sweet and fruity flavor that spurts out, which is quite delicious.

It became less strong after the second sip. Huo Xiu couldn't help but drink a few more drinks. Unexpectedly, the alcohol hit him quickly and he started to feel dizzy.

"Xiaoyi, what kind of fruit wine is this? Why can't I taste it?"

Huo Xiu asked Xiaoyi.

"This is called the ghost pomegranate fruit. The fruit is very delicious."

"What is a ghost pomegranate fruit?"

Xiaoyi described it to him: "It's a pomegranate that looks like a ghost face. It's about the size of a human head. The pomegranate seeds are dark red, much like coagulated plasma."

Huo Xiu looked at the red wine and suddenly felt like vomiting. Why?

"This ghost pomegranate fruit is really strange. I wonder where it grows?"

Ji Wunian took a sip and asked curiously.

Xiaoyi thought for a while, "A place where none of you can go."

Ji Wu Nian and Huo Xiu thought that mother and son should have come from some secret place.

There used to be many great powers on the mainland. At that time, the spiritual energy was abundant. The great powers could open up some secret places and create a world of their own, allowing family members to go in and practice. The cultivation in the secret places was naturally much richer than the outside world.

There should be many secret places on the Qingyun Continent now. Some of them have been visited by people, and without exception they are all amazing and talented people. Some of them may have never left the secret places.

The two of them speculated on the identities of Yun Ranyue and Xiao Yi, but little did they know that the place Xiao Yi was talking about was a ghost realm.

However, there are very few people who know about the Ghost Realm, and they would not think that this level is so normal.

No one would believe that a living person could enter the ghost realm.

Yun Ranyue knew that they had misunderstood, but without explaining, she lifted a little of her veil and drank a few drinks with them.

The two of them were quite gentlemen, knowing that she didn't want to reveal her appearance, so they didn't specifically stare at her exposed chin.

Just from the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see his fair, smooth, somewhat small and delicate chin.

Huo Xiu thought to himself, Brother Yan, why did you refuse to eat Xiaoyi's food in the first place? You must have missed such a good opportunity to look good!

Changing glasses on the table, Long Yeyan soaked in ice water in the room.

Lan Zhou stood guard, but his mind was distracted by the smell of food and wine, and he kept swallowing his saliva.

"Are you the reincarnation of a hungry ghost?"

Long Yeyan opened his eyes and said coldly.

Lan Zhou quickly walked over from the window.

"Master, you have never tasted the food cooked by Xiao Yi, so you don't know how delicious it is. You are the same. You obviously don't need to eat rice, but now you can't save face even if you want to eat."

Long Yeyan closed his eyes in frustration: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."

Lan Zhou muttered in a low voice: "It was obviously you who told me first."

"Go and make me a cup of honey water."

A bottle flew into Lan Zhou's arms.

Lan Zhou's face was full of doubts. Doesn't the master like sweet food? Where did he get the honey?

When he opened it and felt the pure spiritual energy in the honey, he was almost stunned. This spiritual energy could even match that contained in their Nine Nether Sacred Fruit.

You know, the entire Qingyun Continent only has this kind of holy fruit!

"My dear, what kind of honey is this!"

Lan Zhou scooped a spoonful into the cup and added some warm water. It was still full of spiritual energy and he couldn't help but want to take a sip.

Seeing the master holding the cup and drinking it leisurely like a cup of tea, he said greedily:

"Master, why don't you reward your subordinates with a little taste?"

He made a tiny gesture with his fingers.

I am really curious about what this honey, which is almost as spiritual as the holy fruit, tastes like.

"Don't even think about it, this is a gift from your future mistress."

Not only did Long Yeyan not give him a drink, he also put the honey jar on the table into the storage ring.

Lan Zhou suddenly realized, no wonder his master suddenly became so stingy.

This is just honey, it’s such a treasure. If I give it something else in the future, wouldn’t it mean I have to hold it in my hand every day?

"By the way, Master, why do I think the mute little maid next to Mistress is weird? She doesn't eat or drink, and she stayed outside Mistress' door all night without even blinking!"

Lan Zhou thought of something and suddenly whispered.

"She is a paper doll."

"What!"

Lan Zhou was startled by his master's calm answer.

A paper man? Ah Ling is a paper man? He looks exactly like a living person. His breathing rises and falls, his body has warmth, and his eyes are very flexible. It is not at all as eye-catching as the paper man cut out by the mistress before. This... this

Could it be a paper man?

He felt unbelievable.

"The leader of the Ghost King Sect once had a wife, do you know who she was?"

Long Yeyan drank the sweet honey water and made a faint sound.

Lan Zhou shook his head: "I don't know, my subordinates. Could it be that the master wants to say that the sect master's wife is also a paper doll?"

"That's right, the parents of the leader of the Ghost King were mortals and made a living by making paper. One day, his enemies destroyed his entire family. It was a paper man who became intelligent and hid him in the cellar and survived. Later he got the ghost

By chance, he became a unique monk and founded the Ghost King Sect. The paper figurine who saved him was his later wife, who stayed with him from childhood to middle age until..."

Lan Zhou knew what happened next.

More than ten years ago, the wife of the leader of the Ghost King unexpectedly died in a fire. Then he went crazy and broke into the underworld to find his wife's soul, but he offended the law of heaven.

At that time, he died under a catastrophe.

No wonder his wife died easily. What the paper man fears most is fire.

only……

"Where did the paper man's soul come from? Of course he can't find his wife again. He disappears after death. How can he be the same as a human being?"

"This is the reason why the Ghost King Sect Leader has no will to survive. Otherwise, he would not have died in the catastrophe."

Long Yeyan admired this senior very much. The Sword God of Nine Star Sword Palace was the most amazing monk a hundred years ago. After that, there were many strong ones, but the one who surprised him the most was the Ghost King Sect Leader.

Use your own efforts to create a shocking sect.

But now, this sect will be passed down by the woman he admires.

"However, I think there is something fishy about the death of the sect master's wife."

He said with deep eyes.