"Xiaolong... I won't be afraid if you have you with me." Su Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, and he seemed to be no longer afraid of the monster Long Wu.

In her heart, her little dragon is an invincible existence in the world. Whether it is a ghost or a monster, when encountering a little dragon, she can only surrender.

Su Xiaoman packed up the grief of her cousin's murder and cooked a bowl of noodles for Huang Xiaolong. The two of them ate it together.

Originally, Huang Xiaolong and Su Xiaoman reunite after a long separation, it was inevitable that they would do something between young couples. Long separation was better than newlyweds. However, Su Xiaoman was sad about her cousin's death and inevitably shed less interest.

Huang Xiaolong was not forced. At this time, the ringtone of the phone rang.

I picked up the phone and saw that it was Ma Chuxia who called.

"Little wife, what's going on now?" Huang Xiaolong answered the phone.

"Xiaolong, we have found out that the restaurant you mentioned, "Shuiyue Cave Heaven", has gained fame recently in Binhai, but it was just officially opened a month ago. Because Shuiyue Cave Heaven never accepts guests who come to the door, but instead selects diners to eat by sending invitations, it is relatively easy to check. In a month, Shuiyue Cave Heaven sent a total of 73 invitations, of which 66 were invited to eat..." Ma Chuxia said quickly and skillfully.

"66 people..." Huang Xiaolong frowned slightly and murmured. "In other words, it is extremely likely that the monster had killed 66 lives without hesitation... Hehe, it should be damned!"

After pausing, Huang Xiaolong said, "My wife, now you have to find a way to gather all the 66 people and take them to the Binhai City God Temple. Then, you must control them at all costs and take them to the City God Temple. But you must be careful too."

"It's okay." Ma Chuxiaxin smiled on the other side of the phone. "Don't worry, Xiaolong, there is an ancient martial arts genius like Feng Hanyan here, and this kind of thing is no problem. Not to mention 66 people, even 666 people, our ancient martial arts master can control it without any effort... Xiaolong, Hanyan will definitely be his sisters in the future. It's normal for her to help her do something now."

"Okay then." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"By the way, Xiaolong, you said that these people may be ghosts of skin. What's going on?" Ma Chuxia asked curiously.

"My wife, don't ask too much about this. Without further ado, go and do things quickly. See you in the City God Temple." Huang Xiaolong urged.

Hang up the phone.

Huang Xiaolong accompanied Su Xiaoman for a while, then typed a few amulets into her body to protect her safety, and finally left Su Xiaoman's house.

Huang Xiaolong took a taxi and went straight to the Binhai City God Temple in the suburbs.

City God Temple!

Solemn! Solemn! Sacred!

A scent of incense and candles that make people calm and calm are wafting out from afar.

"It seems that Ying Kexin has rectified this City God Temple pretty well..." After getting off the car, Huang Xiaolong nodded, and then walked towards the City God Temple. "These days, Ying Kexin should have received a lot of the vows of sentient beings. One day, it will become the body of a ghost immortal."

It was too late, and there were no more pilgrims in the City God Temple.

Huang Xiaolong had just stepped into the front hall and saw a flash of eyes. A girl in the palace dress was carrying a long sword on her back, her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as fine brushwork, as clear as a fairy, but also as heroic as a hero. When she saw Huang Xiaolong, she bowed down. "Sir, you are here."

"Oh, Ying Kexin, I see that you already have a trace of fairy energy on you... It's really progressing rapidly. The ghost energy on your body has already shown signs of evolution into fairy energy." Huang Xiaolong smiled. "But you have to be patient, this process is not simple."

"That was the Lord who enthroned Kexin as the City God Temple, and Kexin got this opportunity. The great kindness of the Lord, Kexin will never forget it." Ying Kexin's voice was very sincere, as if she was swearing.

"Okay, get up, I'll come to find you today, there's something wrong with me." Huang Xiaolong said.

This man and a ghost came to the City God Hall.

Huang Xiaolong sat on the chair, and Ying Kexin stood behind Huang Xiaolong with his life as a loyal maid.

"My wife and the others have not come yet... wait a little longer." Huang Xiaolong picked up the fragrant tea that Ying Kexin made for him from the coffee table and took a sip.

"Sir, what's wrong with you here this time?" Ying Kexin asked.

"Ying Kexin, you are in Binhai. No supernatural happens during this period, right?" Huang Xiaolong asked casually.

Ying Kexin thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "No. Sir, Binhai is now a paradise, no sinister and evil, and peace and worry-free."

"Hahahaha, sure enough, that guy was cunning and hiding you..." Huang Xiaolong burst into laughter.

"This..." Ying Kexin's body trembled. "Sir, you...you mean..."

"You will know later. However, you can't blame you for this matter." Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.

"Sir, Kexin did something wrong, please punish her!" Ying Kexin said in fear and trepidation.

"It's none of your business. What do I punish you for doing? Are you a masochist? Hahahaha" Huang Xiaolong smiled happily, and then, he took out a black knife from his arms and handed it to Ying Kexin. "Here, take a closer look at this knife. If you find the same knife in Binhai in the future, remember to tell me."

"Yes, sir!" Ying Kexin took the knife respectfully, looked at it slightly, and then, she looked at it more carefully and checked it over and over again, with a strange expression appearing in her eyes.

"Have you seen this knife?" Huang Xiaolong's heart moved.

"Wait, sir, Kexin takes a closer look..." Ying Kexin seemed to be determining something, and then, it seemed to be in a state of memory.

After more than a dozen breaths.

"Sir, Kexin has seen the same little knife!" Ying Kexin raised her head, her eyes very sure.

"Oh? Have you actually seen the same little knife? Where is it?" Huang Xiaolong asked hurriedly.

"In the tomb of the king!" Ying Kexin recalled. "Among the king's many burial objects, I remember that there is such a knife!"

"King? What are you talking about?" Huang Xiaolong frowned.

"Emperor First Emperor." Ying Kexin nodded.

"In other words, there is a black knife in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum?" Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled. "Things have become interesting. Are you sure?"

"Sir, Ke Xin was once in charge of the supervisor of the imperial tomb. One day, he saw a black knife among the burial objects, which was almost exactly the same as the one in the hands of the adults. Ke Xin specially picked up the knife and played with it, but he felt that the knife seemed to hide some secrets, which were so mysterious, but Ke Xin did not take it for herself." Ying Ke Xin was very sure, "However, the knife is engraved with the ancient seal "seven", and the one that Ke Xin saw at the time was engraved with the ancient seal "four"..."

"Fourth? The fourth hand?" Huang Xiaolong's eyes lit up.

In his hands, there are already the seventh and ninth little knives. The fourth one buried in the Qin Emperor’s Mausoleum should be. If it is obtained by Huang Xiaolong, he will have three little knives in total. Perhaps, with these three little knives, it can be deduced and uncovered the shocking secrets hidden in it!

Just then, there were a lot of footsteps outside and people were making noise.

"Who are you? Is it possible to bring us here for no reason? Is it possible to kill us for money?" A rude man shouted and cursed.

At the same time, a swearing voice spread to the City God Temple.

Huang Xiaolong narrowed his eyes slightly, sniffed with his nose, and opened his eyes and said, "Ying Kexin, let's go out and take a look."

"Yes, sir." Ying Kexin returned the black knife in her hand to Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong put down his knife and took Ying Kexin out.

On the lawn outside the City God Temple.

I saw the horses in the early summer, the wind and smoke, the swallows were fluttering, the summer orioles, and the four of them gathered together with dozens of people.

"Xiaolong, everyone is brought here." Ma Chuxia nodded to Huang Xiaolong, and then looked at Ying Kexin, and the expression on her face suddenly seemed a little shocked.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at him and saw that all the people brought by Ma Chuxia were young men and women, and the handsome men and beautiful women were all very good-looking!

‘Oh… It turns out that monster only sends invitation letters to handsome guys and beautiful girls~’ Huang Xiaolong smiled slightly in his heart.

At this time, when these men and women saw Ying Kexin, they instinctively closed their mouths, and complex expressions appeared in their eyes. A complex expression of fear, fear, fear, shock...

"Xiaolong, there are 66 people in total, all of whom have been to Shuiyue Cave Heaven for dinner." Ma Chuxia reported on the situation. "These people are very stubborn. If Miss Han Yan hadn't taken action and forced them to capture them, they wouldn't have invited them."

"Oh, Miss Feng Hanyan, I'm sorry to you this time." Huang Xiaolong smiled at Feng Hanyan.

Feng Hanyan's pretty face turned slightly red and he whispered, "Why are you polite to me?"

"Sir, do you have any problems with these people?" Ying Kexin was surprised and confused.

"Here, take a closer look, are they humans or ghosts?" Huang Xiaolong smiled playfully.

Hearing Huang Xiaolong's words, the men and women looked at each other, with a ferocious look flashing in their eyes, and they all looked at Huang Xiaolong with vicious eyes.

Ying Kexin quickly observed it in a concentrated manner, and after a few minutes, she smiled a little. "Sir, Kexin did not notice any abnormality. It seemed that there was no ghost energy in them..."

"That's why I said that Long Wu is really good at hiding the truth. As the Ghost King, you were deceived by it." Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"Ghost...Ghost King...It's really...Ghost King..." Among the men and women, a handsome guy with a young and handsome face instantly looked like a rusty person.

Men and women, their feet are trembling!

"What? Are you scared? You guys who are painting skins will be scared to pee when they meet the Ghost King?" Huang Xiaolong smiled sarcastically. "Okay, don't pretend to be like a human skin, all of them will show their true colors!"

Huang Xiaolong was also a little impatient, and grabbed it with his right hand, and the golden light flashed, with endless power.

Thorny, thorny

All 66 men and women were skinned by Huang Xiaolong!

I saw thin human skins on the ground suddenly spread out from the 66 painted ghosts!

However, in this ghost energy, the green demonic energy is confused!

Boom~!!!

The demonic energy and ghost energy soared into the sky, obscuring the night sky!

"It's really a ghost!" Ying Kexin was almost furious.

As the temple of Binhai City God Temple, it was personally enthroned by the Yin Emperor and in charge of all the ghosts and ghosts in the Binhai City. But now, dozens of painted ghosts are swaying in Binhai City, but it has not noticed it at all!

Even Huang Xiaolong brought these painted ghosts to it, but it still couldn't tell it!

This is simply a slander!

Ying Kexin was both angry, frightened, and ashamed. In an instant, the ghost king's aura burst out from her whole body. Near the City God Temple, the wind was rolling like a tide, and sand and stones flew, as if the end of the world was about to come!

The Ghost King was angry and bleeding!

"Ah Lord Ghost King! Lord Ghost King Stop the anger, Lord Ghost King Stop the anger!"

These painted ghosts, shrouded by Ying Kexin's aura, were like falling into an ice cellar, and even their souls were unstable. It seemed that Ying Kexin could shatter their ghost bodies in one thought.
To be continued...