Chapter 657 (2/2)

”Well, you are always late! If you can be punctual, the boy will be dead in the Queen's capital -- ”Gibbs looked at me darkly, and nabron's eyes followed him. Immediately, he saw a Gu:” Oh! That's not the pink baby that the scrotum brother wants to rob

”I'll show you the boy - not the pink baby - you're all lecherons -” Gibbs pointed at me almost howling.

The pudendum stood by and chuckled, as if watching a clown show.

Nabolen then turned his eyes to me and was slightly surprised: ”is that the boy who killed Marguerite? Was it when Marguerite was spoiling him

”Ah --” he yelled, almost frantically, that he couldn't kill me, which made him very angry.

”Cluck, cluck, cluck ~ ~ ~” Feng you laughed and fell back and forth. ”King corpse, did you see that? I didn't think so. The king of ice and fire was Marguerite's favorite beautiful boy. I said earlier that Marguerite would die in the hands of a beautiful boy one day Feng you covered her lips. ”I accidentally hit the middle of my words again.” Feng you glanced at ya Feng's hand and covered her lips with a smile.

”Chun'er, take people away.” Dian Yin leaned on the edge of the high platform and said to the man in green. Is that man the spring ghost?

Spring ghost does not smile, there is no expression on his face, as if he is too lazy to pay attention to others.

He turned and began to walk. Nablus laughed and watched me follow the spring ghost. The brothers and sisters behind him also looked at me curiously. They followed their master and stood on the platform behind me, which was prepared for the last ghost king.”Boom --” just then, there was a rumble on the ground, as if something was rising, and the expressions of those who were able to stand on the seats around them changed accordingly. They immediately stood up one by one, their eyes showing awe and no longer laughing.

I turned back to look at the front, and saw a majestic black throne rising in front of us. The throne was like a black cloud, gloomy and terrible.

On the king's chair sat a man with a silver mask on his head.

The mask is like a devil with a black gem in the center of his eyebrow.

The man was wearing a closed silver robe and black leather armour, with the shoulders of the armor cocked like horns.

When his king chair stopped, Fengyou and all the people on the seats around him knelt down on one knee, and they bowed their heads to salute the pudendum and zombis.

”King of ghosts!” Loud and respectful shouts echoed in the dim hall.

Behind the king of ghosts stood two men, one black and one silver, who were supposed to be guards. The other had long, smoke gray hair, and his eyes were sleepy. When he spoke, he had already begun to hit hache.

And the other is a clean, short black hair, energetic, bright eyes.

These two people, including those in the stands, should be the people around the real king of ghosts, plus Fengyou and them, a total of 16 people.

I was on the high platform, facing the king of ghosts.

The whole meeting room was silent for a moment, and everyone lowered his face.

The big ghost King's body leans forward slightly, and the eyes behind the mask are extremely sharp: ”who are you?”

”Ice dragon.” I'll answer directly.

Around is still quiet, he stare at me for a long time, in the eye light exudes a smile.