Chapter 244: Concubine? I am the king's husband!
"Sen Miao is not suitable for the Netherworld."
An auspicious beast with the blood of the wood qilin descending to the underworld is like a ferocious beast descending to the human world, and ghosts are more easily stimulated than ordinary people.
It is perfectly normal for someone to lose their sanity, show signs of frenzy, and have the intention to attack under the influence of the Wood Qilin's bloodline.
The ghosts in the underworld naturally harbor resentment and jealousy towards the creatures on earth, not to mention a special Qilin beast like Sen Miao. No matter how she is arranged, as long as she comes into contact with ghosts, such incidents may be triggered.
"Wait for me to take her back to the cave!"
Feng Qing'an has already figured out how to arrange for Sen Miao. If Sen Miao, who possesses the inheritance of the Wooden Qilin, follows him, he will be a walking ghost trap.
Even ghosts with clear minds, under the stimulation of her breath, might go crazy, lose their sanity, and fall into the sequence that can be eliminated.
"You can take the Qilin beast into the cave, but have you ever thought about yourself? You are walking in the netherworld with a living body. Even if you have the Hun Tian jade on you, it's okay before you take action. Once you fight with the ghost, you will definitely be discovered."
Dong Huang took the opportunity to remind Feng Qingan at this time.
If one wants to practice in the underworld, it is not enough to just adapt to the environment there, one also needs to deal with ghosts and evil beasts that may attack at any time.
The vitality and blood of living things in the mortal world are too tempting for the ghosts and evil beasts active in the underworld. For creatures with the blood of the wood qilin, the temptation is even higher.
However, the young man who could attract even a ghost fairy did not realize how tempting his aura was to the ghosts and beasts in the netherworld. This was not just a living person or a simple Qilin bloodline.
Although the Hun Tian Bao Yu could protect him for a while, the effect of this kind of magic treasure was like dropping an invisible curtain that could obscure the secrets of heaven and confuse the aura.
If the holder takes the initiative to tear apart this invisible curtain, then everything hidden under the curtain will naturally be revealed. By then, even Donghuang would find it hard to imagine how much of a commotion it would cause.
"I have always been kind to others and I hate fighting the most, so don't worry!"
Feng Qing'an heard Dong Huang's reminder and took it to heart. In the netherworld, if you can avoid taking action, try not to take action, and try to hold back unless it is absolutely necessary.
"Donghuang, it's okay, don't worry, I can protect him when you are not around."
The Dark Phoenix Youyou, who was standing on Feng Qingan's shoulder, was jumping around at this moment, showing her presence.
"Then I'll leave it to you!"
Dong Huang glanced at the little phoenix that landed on Feng Qing'an's shoulder, turned around and took a step forward. Red divine chains of order extended from under her feet, weaving into a magnificent avenue that extended from the location of the Qilin beast Senmiao.
This creature with the blood of Qilin has exploded, and its vibrant aura has been revealed in this royal city that is home to millions of ghosts.
It was unknown how many powerful and evil spirits' gazes and attention it attracted, but when Dong Huang arrived beside it, most of its prying and greedy looks suddenly disappeared.
But there are still some of them hovering in the sky, observing the changes in the situation, as if they want to find an opportunity to see if they can taste the blood and flesh of the human Qilin.
"waste!"
Looking at the many ghosts whose bodies were crushed by the Qilin beasts, entangled by the green air, and even unable to recover, Donghuang had an indifferent expression. He only gave a short two-word evaluation without any concern.
This is the underworld. The methods used by human kings to bribe their subordinates and win people's hearts are of no use here. A gentle approach and a non-tough attitude will only make ghosts feel that there is no need to be respectful.
In the underworld, one only needs to demonstrate absolute power, suppress everything, and use the most brutal and cruel means to eliminate all ghost kings who disobey his will and do not conform to his preferences, so that he can sit securely on the throne.
The law of the jungle is displayed vividly here. There is no etiquette and no morality. There is no disguise here, everything is naked.
The strong can naturally deprive the weak of everything, while those who are weak can only pray for mercy and gifts from the strong.
"Sen Miao, you are too reckless!"
At this time, a young man in white clothes walked across the Red Rainbow Divine Bridge that spanned the sky above the royal city and came to the side of the indifferent King of Youhuang. Then he stretched out his hand and naturally put his arm around the king's waist, looking at the Qilin beast below that was stepping on the evil ghost's head with a hint of reproach.
boom--
It was as if tens of millions of thunders exploded in the sky above the royal city. He extended some of his divine consciousness to pay attention to the many powerful ghosts following the king's instructions. At this moment, he felt that he had fallen into a dreamy and bizarre dream. Everything he saw and heard was false, bizarre and full of unreality.
In just a moment, the number of divine thoughts sweeping across the sky above the royal city increased by dozens to nearly a hundred times. Even many powerful ghosts directly manifested their figures and looked at the Lord of Youhuang from afar, watching the next move of the Lord who had his waist held by the young man in white, and expecting what the Lord would do.
But what disappointed many male ghost kings was that the ruler, who had conquered many countries and whose territory was still expanding, had no reaction to the hand at his waist that should have been chopped off, as if it did not exist and as if it was a matter of course.
"Who is this guy? Does anyone of you know him?"
"How dare he? Where does he get the courage to touch your majesty's body?!"
"I'm going to kill him!"
An almost crazy divine thought swept across the sky above the royal city, searching for one ghost king after another with the same status as him, trying to find out Feng Qing'an's identity.
"Jing Guan, don't go crazy here. Look carefully, that boy is a human being!"
A thought of suppressed anger sounded, and the owner of this thought had even appeared above the royal city. It was an evil ghost with lava flowing all over his body. The hot poisonous gas emanating from him even caused the surrounding space to slightly distort.
"His Majesty!"
However, even such a ferocious ghost king, when he appeared before the Lord of Youhuang, still showed the most respectful attitude and expressed his obedience.
Because any ghost king who didn't do so would be ruthlessly wiped out by the king. Appreciating talent? Not true. A ghost immortal never needs to worry about losing one or two ghost kings under his command.
"You're quite courageous!"
Dong Huang looked indifferent, and just glanced at Feng Qingan who dared to hug him in the sky above the royal city.
As she arrived at the realm of ghost immortals, any ghost kings who had come into contact with her either fled and abandoned the foundation they had worked so hard to build, or surrendered to her.
Therefore, in just a short period of time, the number of ghost kings working under her command has exceeded fifty, and most of them are males, and some of them have more or less one or two improper thoughts about her.
Dong Huang knew all of this, but she didn't care. After all, she was not so overbearing as to not allow her subordinates to imagine things in their hearts.
However, if anyone dared to show their feelings to her or behave inappropriately, she would not say anything, and killing them would be her greatest mercy.
Precisely because of his iron-blooded tactics, he could kill without mercy, that is why all the ghost kings were obedient and did not dare to have any false thoughts. Even if they had some thoughts, they could only suppress them in their hearts.
But this is all because she possesses absolute magical powers and spells that surpass all other ghost kings. But now a young man from the human world has appeared who can have such intimate actions with her. It is easy to imagine what some of the ghost kings under her will do.
"Oh!"
Feng Qing'an glanced at the ghost town below him, which he had seen countless times through the perspective of the Black Mountain. The outskirts of the city were being expanded and the original specifications were no longer suitable for the status of the Lord of Youhuang.
However, there is nothing worth worrying about in this royal city. What really interests Feng Qing'an are the hostile gazes coming from all directions, which are as real as real.
Obviously, his action of hugging Donghuang's waist in public had angered many powerful ghosts in this royal city, but he did it on purpose.
He was well aware of the charm of Donghuang. He had seen through Black Mountain's vision that a ghost king angrily joined the rebellion against Donghuang because he could not get the love he wanted.
Although he suffered a miserable defeat and died tragically, and even the remains of his predecessor turned into armor on his body, it was indeed tragic, but this was enough to prove how great the charm of Donghuang was.
Today, Dong Huang has been promoted to a ghost fairy, and her subordinates are subservient to her and the ghost king who is loyal to her has some unrealistic ideas about her. Isn't that normal?
However, Donghuang may not care about these random thoughts, but Feng Qingan does care. It was because he didn't come before, but now that he is here, these guys don't even have to think about it. They should honestly recognize their own position and stop fantasizing about unrealistic things.
"I've always been quite courageous, this is nothing."
The young man in white came to the king and whispered something. Then he looked down at the Qilin beast stepping on the evil ghost's head and said the words he had not finished before.
"Why hold back? That's what I taught you?"
"master!"
Sen Miao, who had forcefully suppressed a group of evil spirits that were greedy for the Qilin's blood, was originally somewhat pleased with himself. However, when he heard Feng Qing'an's words that were filled with rebuke, he was unable to react for a moment.
She originally thought that the master would scold her for being too harsh. After all, the evil spirits she suppressed were, to some extent, "her own people." But now he was questioning why she was too lenient.
"Anyone who dares to attack us will be beaten to death. Be careful next time and don't make the same mistake again."
Feng Qing'an looked up, then lowered his head and spoke softly to the Qilin beast.
" yes."
Sen Miao obeyed at this moment, and as she lowered her head, the head of the evil ghost that was originally stepped on by her hooves suddenly exploded, and the evil ghosts around her that were entangled by the green air were all crushed at this moment.
As the ghost energy around the Qilin beast disappeared, the surrounding negative energy was completely wiped out, and the atmosphere above the ghost town also quietly changed.
One ghost king after another appeared in the sky above the royal city. However, after each ghost king appeared, he would very tactfully express his obedience to Dong Huang, and then his eyes naturally fell on Feng Qingan.
Although his background cannot be seen clearly due to the rare treasure, the boy's rosy white complexion, his handsome features and the surging blood in his every move clearly show his origins.
This is a living person from the human world, and his intimacy with the king is beyond the imagination of the ghost kings.
If this scene had not happened right under their noses, these ghost kings would never have believed that their king would actually keep a lover, and choose one from the human world.
Yes, a mistress!
The moment they saw Feng Qingan's face, most of the ghost kings who knew something about the human world defined Feng Qingan in this way: just a pretty boy. Otherwise, how could a mere living person be worthy of being their king?
"You all seem to have some opinions about me?"
Feng Qing'an, who was being stared at by many ghost kings, could feel the heavy gazes around him. He was very sure that if Dong Huang had not been standing beside him at this moment, a ghost king would definitely attack him with his pupil techniques.
"I wonder who you are? How dare you do such an overbearing act to Your Majesty?"
Finally, some ghost kings could no longer stand. One of them had a pair of gray wings on his back and was surrounded by a gray-black evil wind. He stared at Feng Qing'an with sinister eyes, wishing he could cut him into pieces.
"Are you blind? My hands are so obvious, and you still ask who I am?"
At this time, Feng Qing'an still held Dong Huang's waist tightly. As for Dong Huang, he had an indifferent expression and watched Feng Qing'an being so domineering and wanton.
"Of course I am your Majesty's husband!"
Wang Fu?!
The ghost town, which already housed more than a million ghosts, was in an uproar. Even the many ghost kings that had appeared showed expressions of disbelief when they heard such an answer.
Wang Fu? How could he be Wang Fu? Shouldn't he be a concubine or a plaything? Just a gigolo who was played with and thrown aside.
Many ghost kings who had heard of the reputation of the Ghost Immortal, or even before this, had already heard of the Lord of Youhuang, and who had come to serve him, looked at their Lord with inquiring eyes.
But all they could see was the king's slightly raised, now restored, mouth corners and calm face, as if it was an attitude of acquiescence.
"No, this is impossible. You are just a human blood-eater. Are you worthy of being the king's husband? I am the king's..."
boom!
Above the ghost town, the dark sky cracked open, and a hand covered in black armor reached down. On the armor, complex and gorgeous red-gold spiritual patterns shone.
The violent wind turned into a torrent, entwining around the giant's arms. Deep thunder leaped in the torrent. The Longbo giant grabbed the Ghost King, who was confused, roaring madly, and whose reason was greatly impacted. He was about to go berserk and slapped him into the ghost town, sinking deep into the ground.
Under the horrified gazes of many ghost kings, a giant surrounded by wind and lightning half-emerged from the crack in the sky...
