970 Dragon King 5

someone to the Ghost King, so he put me in the Ghost King's tomb.It wasn't the Ghost King who appeared later, but Jiang Qiyun. He had left a ring behind long ago, hinting that I was chosen and bound...The young mistress pinched her fingers, reciting a spell silently. As soon as she finished, a clear and melodious dragon roar pierced the air!

The cold sword light, like the moon, illuminated the dark room.

It was as if the divine light descended, the sun and moon soared into the sky, evil dissipated, and the Dao's energy lasted forever...

Master had broken through the barrier from outside, and I saw the luxurious corridor we'd been in—we hadn't left the restroom doorway at all!

His dark robes were like ink, and his black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

Our Grandmaster doesn't need any attendants at all; his aura of a celestial being is innate.

My Master saw me standing there frozen, and gave me a cold glance. "Don't you come out" he said.

I quickly obeyed and jumped outside.

My master being harsh to me is normal, I just want to see if he'll be harsh to the little junior wife!

I emerged from the place where the barrier had broken, and Master immediately stepped behind me, reaching out to pull my junior sister out.

The little disciple wife shrunk her neck, waiting to be scolded. Unexpectedly, the master simply sized her up before letting go of her hand. His tone softened as he asked, "…Is something the matter"

"None... none of them were coming for us. She seems to have other plans, so we weren't attacked..." The young wife answered honestly.

"—I don't care about anything else, just that you're fine." The Master interrupted her, saying with a full air of aggression.

I suddenly feel like this lightbulb is so bright.

The little wife pouted unhappily: "This Xi Lingzhou has completely become a weirdo now. I don't know what my brother and Sister Zhao said to her, why would they send Xi Lingzhou over! She looks out of it, how can she cooperate"

"How could you possibly understand a witch's thoughts And you don't need to. Just stay out of trouble, that's all that matters. As for how this place is laid out, that's the witches' concern." Master seemed annoyed by those witches and didn't want to linger even for a second.

I haven't forgotten the voice in my ear just now: "Don't run around."

Who was reminding me Was it Shizun, or Mu Wanchen

"Um, Master... did you just tell us not to run around" I asked cautiously.

"Master, pulling his junior wife's hand, slightly tilted his head to look at me, and said faintly: “How can you hear the words from outside within the barrier”

Um Not what Master said

Who could it be...

Moreover, there seems to be a hidden meaning behind Master's words.

He told me that sounds from outside couldn't be heard within the barrier, meaning this sound must have originated inside the barrier.

And the little wife hadn't heard yet, only I had.

Could this sound be coming from me Have any of these paper people become mediums

I touched the pouch hanging below my neck, but Mu Wanchen wasn't here. That voice didn't sound like his... Who was it that reminded me not to wander around

Recently, my hallucinations seem to be getting worse. I need to find a chance to ask Senior Brother Jun about it

I retreated to the side, lost in thought. Master raised his hand and retracted his divine sword. The tear in the barrier shrank suddenly, and a few more gusts of sinister wind escaped, circling around Master and desperately fleeing towards the corridor.

Master was unwilling to bother with it, only a gust of blind and malicious wind almost grazed the side of his junior sister. Master raised his sword and with a flick, cut it into nothingness, leaving no trace behind.

The esteemed Immortal would naturally not want to interfere in mundane affairs. If it weren't for this matter involving the family of his junior disciple, Master wouldn't have allowed her to get involved.

The boundary between yin and yang is clear. The sudden appearance of a yin wind caused some people to feel unwell. I saw a service staff member shiver and spill the tray he was carrying.

The moment the tray hit the ground, the door to a luxurious private room at the front suddenly swung open. The same chubby, tall man with a bald head from before appeared.

He glared angrily, growling in a language I didn't understand.

The waiter froze, then quickly nodded and bowed apologetically.

He waved his plump hand with a flourish, and in Cantonese said rather authoritatively, "It's none of your business, get lost."

Then his eyes, like those of a hawk, fixed on me and my junior wife.

The little apprentice reflexively shrank behind her master, but the master was invisible to ordinary people. The fat man raised his hand, the finger adorned with a large gemstone ring pointed at me: "Miss, what are you two up to"

I pointed at myself, putting on an innocent expression: "What did we do"

"Maybe my Mandarin is too standard. He was taken aback for a moment, then replied in a less standard Mandarin: “ ...Not you guys”

“What have we done” I retorted.

He cast a shrewd glance over us, and walked toward us.

I'm a little nervous, could this person really be the Dragon King How did they know we just jumped out of a barrier and released so many ghosts

As the saying goes, one should not judge a book by its cover. If this person is truly the Dragon King and has a grudge against the Mu family, then we exposed ourselves too quickly. Wouldn't that disrupt Master Yun Fan's plan

"What do you want! We just came out of the restroom, what are you doing blocking us If you come any closer I'm calling security..." I warned.

His sharp eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Little girl, feigning madness won't work on me. You are reeking of ghostly energy, where did you crawl out from"

"The restroom! Why don't you go check the ladies' room" I was even more aggressive than him.

As I spoke, I took my junior wife's arm and whispered, "We ran into a strange person... Let's go, ignore him. He probably lost a bet and isn't all there..."

The bald fat man didn't stop us, I quickly pulled my junior wife past him, Master looked at us as we passed, gave that fatty a faint sideways glance, and then vanished like smoke.

As I passed by the fat man, I caught a glimpse of Fenghun darting into the door frame with a whoosh, incredibly fast.

Where was Mu Wanchen I walked suspiciously past the door, and suddenly saw the noble old gentleman sitting inside drinking tea. He held a coffee cup in one hand and looked at his phone with the other, seemingly unconcerned about the dispute outside the door. Two black-suited bodyguards came out to check on the commotion instead.

"...Dragon King, what happened" the bodyguard whispered.

The sound was very faint, but I am very sensitive to sounds right now, so I heard it clearly.

Is this stout fellow really the Dragon King

I secretly squeezed my little wife's hand, and she squeezed back, signaling that we shouldn't say anything.

This is a great discovery! If this man is really the Dragon King, why is Master Yunfan still sitting there

Set an ambush and knock him out! Bring this guy back to our country for interrogation! We're sure to recover a lot of national treasures, and we can settle both old and new scores at the same time. Doesn't that make things much simpler

As I was about to step out of the passage, a powerful force suddenly pressed down on my shoulders. The Dragon King narrowed his eyes and grinned wickedly: “ ... There’s a trace of ghostly aura around you, it must have been you who played tricks just now, trying to slip away Hmph...”e are no others! When don't I come straight to you as soon as I'm finished with work What more do you want!”That's what you said! It sounds like I'm vying for attention."You don't have to come! Didn't...