Everyone at the seaside was gazing at Huang Xiaolong now with astonished eyes.
Wuu~~ wuu~~ wuu~~ wuu~~~~~~~~~
The eerie wind circled around Huang Xiaolong six times, no more, no less.
After six rounds, the eerie qi soared and lingered above Huang Xiaolong's head, showing no sign of dissipating.
"Hehehehe~~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed foolishly.
"No... no way... People from the Qin Dynasty, they... they also like... um..." The enchanting young girl cast an oddly bizarre glance at Huang Xiaolong. "Master... con... congratulations, you can now marry a Ghost King..."
"Shut up!" Huang Xiaolong sternly rebuked.
Yue Dazhuang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Phew~~~ Master, the Ghost King has finally chosen his beloved... Ah, this time, Master you are sacrificing your life for righteousness, for the greater good, to save the suffering people..."
"You shut up too!" Huang Xiaolong spoke threateningly.