Chapter 7 The Angry Female Ghost King

"Master, do you need my help?"

Seeing Ye Ling's arm hanging on Mo Ling's shoulder, with his palm placed somewhere dishonestly, with his five fingers deeply sunk, Mo Shan's eyes were bloodshot and his heart was broken.

He has served Mo Ling for decades, growing step by step from the weakest ghost to the top of the evil spirit, becoming the most powerful being around Mo Ling.

No one knows the hardships involved.

He just wanted to stay by Mo Ling's side forever and protect her.

But now, Ye Ling's appearance broke this situation.

Ever since Ye Ling showed up, Mo Ling never even looked at him straight in the eye again.

He is not willing to give in! ! !

"Mr. Ye Ling is drunk and needs someone to help him change his clothes..."

Mo Shan spoke up, risking being killed by Mo Ling again.

He naively thought that his master Mo Ling was just helping him back to the room to rest, and that was all.

But Mo Ling's next words completely pushed him into the abyss.

"No need, just stand guard at the door."

"Remember, no one is allowed to disturb my and my baby's rest, otherwise... I will kill them all!"

Mo Ling said coldly.

"Master, do you mean rest?"

Mo Shan still refused to give up and asked again.

"To be precise...it means giving birth to a baby. Do you understand now?"

Obviously, Mo Ling was in a good mood tonight, and she responded again to Mo Shan's question.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "bang" and the door was slammed shut.

Outside the door, Mo Shan stood there in a daze.

The black gloves on his hands exploded in an instant.

He clenched his fist hard, and his black fingertips, sharp as a knife, instantly pierced through the skin and penetrated into the flesh.

But even so, he still urged the ghost energy to prevent the blood from dripping onto the human skin carpet, just because Mo Ling didn't like it.

"Ye Ling!!!"

Mo Shan almost broke his strong teeth and growled like an enraged beast.

But soon, he regained his senses and stood in front of the door.

The ghostly aura lingering around Mo Shan would instantly cut even a mosquito that broke in into it into powder by the sword energy.

……

inside the room.

Mo Ling had already laid the tipsy Ye Ling down on the bed.

The tight-fitting suit jacket had already been opened, and the buttons of the white shirt lining were undone, revealing a broad and strong chest.

The bangs that reached his eyebrows were scattered wildly backwards, revealing the impeccably handsome but cold face underneath.

Compared to those handsome guys who look effeminate, Mo Ling prefers this kind of tough handsome guy.

Since this was the first time for Mo Ling to do something like this, his movements were very awkward.

After violently tearing Ye Ling's suit jacket into pieces, Mo Ling carefully unbuttoned his shirt.

It would be such a pity if such a beautiful body were scratched.

After unbuttoning all the buttons, Ye Ling's perfect body curves were fully revealed in front of Mo Ling.

In addition to the standard eight-pack abs, Ye Ling even has shark lines.

Mo Ling stretched out her hand, and her slender, beautiful green jade fingers swam in the grooves of the muscles like loaches.

With just a physical touch, Mo Ling felt the ghost energy in his body surge, and he even let out a joyful roar.

"A body of pure yang and a body of extreme yin, this is the perfect cauldron in the true sense!"

Mo Ling's extremely beautiful face was filled with greed at this moment. The bright moonlight poured into the room through the curtains, coating Mo Ling, who was wearing a white dress, with a layer of moon silver.

But those beautiful scarlet eyes turned the beauty of this moment into the most extreme weirdness. Almost instantly, the ghost energy surging from Mo Ling's body covered the entire manor covering an area of ​​1,000 acres.

Except for Mo Shan who could barely resist, the rest of the servants all prostrated themselves on the ground under this powerful pressure, not daring to move.

The birds, beasts, snakes, rats, ants and insects in the manor, as long as they were contaminated by this trace of ghostly aura, all of them would arouse the most primitive fighting instinct in their hearts and start fighting.

This is the horror of ghosts at the ghost king level.

In this world, they are almost invincible and are the kings of this world!
"Hmm? Tsk—"

Feeling that the figure outside the door was still struggling, Mo Ling also sneered.

The next moment, the majestic ghost energy came like a mountain pressing down on his head, bending Mo Shan's legs, who were struggling to hold on, and then breaking them abruptly.

Mo Shan knelt on his knees in this humiliating manner, declaring his defeat.

He just wanted to prove that he was capable of protecting his master Mo Ling.

But Mo Ling did not appreciate it and ruthlessly destroyed the last bit of his self-esteem.

At this moment, Mo Shan also understood the gap between the peak of the evil ghost and the ghost king.

That is simply an insurmountable chasm!

……

inside the room.

Looking at Ye Ling who was already unconscious beneath her, Mo Ling gently took off the shoulder straps on both sides, revealing her smooth and white shoulders.

The light and soft white spinning dress gently slid down to the waist, and the most perfect, jade-like body in the world appeared in front of Ye Ling.

As luck would have it, Ye Ling also woke up at this time, staring at this unparalleled perfect body.

According to legend, there grows a kind of red berry on the top of the snowy mountain that never melts all year round. It has an incomparable taste that surpasses anything in the world, sweet and mellow.

And now, the legend has become reality.

In the haze, Ye Ling seemed to have tasted the legendary bright red berries.

It was just as sweet and mellow as he had imagined.

Not long after, Ye Ling also woke up from his dream.

Seeing the beautiful face stained with a layer of red and a clear tooth mark somewhere, Ye Ling instantly woke up.

Oh my god, I just... fell asleep?
But fortunately, the real show hasn't started yet.

Mo Ling, who had already entered the state, also stretched out his arms and hugged Ye Ling's neck.

The terrifying force pressed Ye Ling so hard that he couldn't move at all. He could only let the essence flow from his body to Mo Ling's tongue.

"There... is... the stomach..."

With his mouth sealed, Ye Ling whimpered.

But the next moment, a surge of suction force suddenly burst out from Ye Ling's abdomen.

The essence that was originally absorbed by Mo Ling flowed back.

Not only that, Mo Ling discovered that the vast vortex of ghost energy in his body was also spinning faster.

Strands of ghost energy were transmitted from Mo Ling's body into Ye Lingdu's body.

"What's happening here?"

Mo Ling was horrified.

Although that little bit of ghost energy is insignificant to him, his goal is to use Ye Ling as a furnace for cultivation.

In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!
Mo Ling's right hand, which was around Ye Ling's neck, also thrust out, using his palm as a knife, and quickly knocked Ye Ling, who had already regained consciousness, unconscious again.

The huge gap in strength meant that Ye Ling didn't have time to react at all, and he fell limply into Mo Ling's arms.

"Huh! I didn't want to do this, you forced me to do it!"

Mo Ling, who had already completed the ritual, now only wanted to kill Ye Ling.

Almost all of these ghosts are prone to that kind of physique, so their reproduction speed is extremely fast.

There is also an unwritten rule in their race that once a woman successfully conceives, her partner will be treated as blood food to nourish the body.

(End of this chapter)