Chapter 110: The Dead King 2,000 Years Ago

"King~~~"

  Youlan held the souls of the two great ghost ministers and handed them to him with a flattering face.

  Zhang Chenran caught her and took her into the shadow world.

  Manjushahua, who had taken back the shadow realm, suddenly knelt down in front of him, like a little girl who had done something wrong and took the initiative to accept punishment.

  "What are you doing? I don't blame you." Zhang Chenran quickly squatted down and helped her up. Manjushahua

  still had a face full of self-blame. She couldn't forgive herself for putting the king in crisis.

  "It's not your fault." Zhang Chenran reached out and stroked her face, smiling:

  "If you really blame yourself, then go back and make it up to me."

  Manjushahua still lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look directly at him.

  Seeing her like this, Zhang Chenran lowered his head and gently kissed her red lips:

  "Don't think about it, be obedient!"

  Xiaohua was stunned, and then nodded slightly, and the self-blame in her heart was replaced by a strange mood.

  "Obviously, they have made the greatest contribution." Youlan pouted unhappily.

  "Gu!"

  After the little ant on the side finished his work, it pointed its front paw at the door leading to the back room, muttering something that Zhang Chenran couldn't understand.

  "They seemed to be kneeling towards the door of the back room before?"

  Zhang Chenran looked at the ghost minister who had turned into a shadow-born undead in confusion: "Why?"

  The ghost ministers spoke soul language to him one after another, saying that they were instinctively submitting to the higher-level undead.

  Including the three big ghost ministers, they meant the same thing.

  "Higher-level undead? There is a dead king behind this?"

  Zhang Chenran looked at the door leading to the back room fiercely.

  There shouldn't be a dead king in this underground palace. If there really is a dead king here, how could he be allowed to wantonly kill ghosts and ghosts?

  Sure enough, the ghost ministers explained again.

  They just heard the call of a more powerful undead, and the undead himself did not appear in this underground palace.

  The stone hanging in his heart fell, and Zhang Chenran couldn't help but think of the corpse ministers he had killed before.

  The corpse ministers who were making trouble around the ancient capital all said that they were just acting according to orders, and it was not their intention to appear on their own initiative.

  The ghosts in front of him were the same. They all obeyed orders.

  "Is there a dead king who is about to be born? He can actually command so many powerful undead spirits."

  Zhang Chenran looked at the stone door leading to the back room: "Are there any living creatures in the back room?"

  The ghosts shook their heads, indicating that the back room of the underground palace was safe and there were no living creatures.

  It was just that the voice that ordered them came from the back room, which was why they knelt down to the back room before.

  Zhang Chenran thought about it and decided that since the dead king himself was not in the underground palace, there was nothing to be afraid of.

  He pushed open the stone door leading to the back room.

  As the ghosts said, there were no living creatures here.

  The back room of the underground palace was similar to the middle room, and the strange wall painting opposite the stone door was very eye-catching.

  The first thing Zhang Chenran saw after opening the door was the lifelike wall painting opposite, which contained a white palace.

  "Huh?"

  A puzzled female voice came from the wall painting.

  Then the wall painting gradually shrank in a vortex shape and disappeared rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. After

  a while, the lifelike wall painting disappeared in front of him.

  Things happened too quickly, and Zhang Chenran quickly stepped forward to check the stone wall opposite.

  There was nothing unusual about the stone wall, and there was no magical aura.     The wall painting he saw before seemed to have disappeared without a trace, as if it had not existed.

  "What's going on?"

  Zhang Chenran first felt around on the stone wall, and after making sure everything was normal, he looked at Youlan and the ghost officials floating at the stone gate.

  Youlan stared blankly at the stone wall, and the ghost officials seemed to still have the habits of their previous lives, and their souls couldn't help but tremble.

  They seemed to be afraid, afraid of the soul voice just now.

  If they were in their previous lives, they would have been unable to resist hearing this soul voice, and could only obey their body's instincts or follow orders.

  "Master." Youlan murmured.

  She came back to her senses and floated in front of Zhang Chenran with some excitement:

  "King, I heard the master's voice!"

  "Are you sure?" Zhang Chenran frowned deeply.

  "I can't forget the master's voice!" Youlan's tone and expression were very firm.

  The dead king of two thousand years ago. Zhang Chenran looked around the tomb and said uneasily:

  "Leave here first."

  Youlan opened her mouth, but after thinking about it, she followed him away.

  ...…

  It was dawn when she left the underground palace.

  Outside the underground palace, Zhang Chenran ran into several teams of magic hunters, and they all looked surprised when they saw him.

  This newly emerged genius demon in the ancient capital is well-known among all the major forces. Anyone who has inquired about him knows him. When

  Zhang Chenran came out of the underground palace, they roughly knew what happened.

  This genius actually completed this A-level bounty mission alone!

  However, he came out of the underground palace with a solemn expression and ignored their greetings.

  "Tsk, what's so great about that? You hadn't awakened magic when I was hunting demons!" The dark-skinned female hunter looked at Zhang Chenran's departing back and said disdainfully.

  "Did he encounter some kind of horror in the underground palace? His face looks so bad?"

  "If he really encountered some kind of horror, he would have died long ago. How could he have waited until dawn to come out? I guess he was seriously injured. It's crazy for him to complete a bounty mission alone. It's normal for

  him to suffer some losses." "Captain, isn't this trip for nothing?"

  "I told you to just kill your way in. The ghosts outside are all dead. There must be a magic hunter who broke in. You kept asking for waits. Now you can't even get a share!"

  "Then let's go back now?"

  "Why go back? We can't come here in vain. We have to see how fierce this A-level bounty area is."

  "."

  Back to the city.

  "The dead king from more than 2,000 years ago."

  Zhang Chenran recalled the previous scene, feeling puzzled and uneasy. The one

  who ordered the corpse ministers and the ghost ministers was actually the dead king from more than 2,000 years ago.

  "King, don't worry. Master is a very good person. He won't trouble you for Youlan's sake." Youlan's voice came from the shadow.

  "Why don't you think about what kind of state you were in when you became a ghost minister?" Zhang Chenran said unhappily.

  Youlan remained silent.

  When she turned into a ghost, she indeed forgot who she was and what she was.

  If she hadn't joined the Shadow Clan to wake her up, she wouldn't have been able to remember her previous vague memories.

  "I didn't expect to come into contact with a dead king this time. I have to be careful in the future." Zhang Chenran thought to himself.

  Even though he was just a small mid-level magician, he didn't dare to be careless.

  After all, it would be as easy for a being of that level to kill him as to crush an ant.

  As for the Hunter Alliance, he wouldn't tell the truth.

  No one would believe it if he told it, and it would also attract bad voices, and even expose some things that cannot be exposed.