772 Black Eggs and Ghost King

On the other hand, after the three little black eggs followed the guard out of the courtyard, they followed the corridor to the small kitchen in the East Courtyard. The East Courtyard was the priest's place, so it was convenient for the priest to serve the Ghost Clan's King better.

In the past, the priest did not have this privilege, so Qiu Wuya was very satisfied with his ability.

The guard only went to the kitchen when he was not full. Along the way, he was reminiscing the taste of the roasted meat and did not notice that there were three little tails behind him.

The Ghost Clan was a mysterious and holy race. Their clansmen were few, so the guards in the palace were not as strict as those in Nanzhao and the Great Zhou Palace. However, this did not mean that outsiders could barge in at will. In fact, they only had a few experts, but they were comparable to thousands of troops. But to the little black eggs strolling in the corridor, they were much more unrestrained.

The three little black eggs swaggered behind the guard. Their little hands were behind their backs, their little chests were puffed out, and their chins were raised high.

Clack!

The key at the guard's waist fell to the ground. He quickly bent down to pick it up. From the corner of his eye, he saw three small black shadows on the ground. He frowned and turned around.

However, the three little black eggs posed before he turned around!

Dabao stretched out his claws, Er'bao spread his wings, and Xiaobao grabbed the balls!

The guard scratched his head strangely. Uh when did three little black wax figures appear here? He didn't notice them when he came over just now.

It was too black. Ordinary children were not that black. It definitely must be wax figures. It was quite good-looking.

The guard was gluttonous and did not have much time to think about the wax figures. He continued to walk forward. However, it was unknown if it was because the little wax statue had given him a vigilant look, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned around!

This time, it was Dabao who grabbed his balls, Xiaobao who spread his wings, and Er'bao who reached out his claws.

But there was no difference. They looked the same.

The guard scratched his head again, took a few more steps, and turned around!

The little wax figures did not even move their eyes.

The guard decisively felt that he was thinking too much. Although he thought that it was strange to have a few wax figures in the gloomy corridor, this was the priest's place. What could he do if the priest wanted to have a wax figure?

The guard entered the kitchen.

The chef was saying to the apprentice, Look carefully. These are the meals prepared for the priest. If anything goes wrong, you and I won't be able to bear the consequences!

Priest Qiu is really difficult to serve, the apprentice muttered softly.

The chef slapped his head. What do you know! If you continue to spout nonsense, I'll throw you to the back of the mountain to feed the beasts!

The apprentice was the chef's nephew, so he was naturally bolder than ordinary servants. I didn't say anything wrong. The previous priest wasn't so picky. He doesn't always live in the palace, and he'll eat whatever we cook.

The chef glared at his nephew and said, That's because the new priest is favored. The King thinks highly of him and is willing to let him stay in the palace to serve him. If you don't want to be chased out, work obediently!

The situation was better than others. No matter how much the apprentice complained in his heart, he did not dare to neglect the priest. He obediently went to wash and cut the vegetables.

The guard asked the chef for two bowls of meat and left.

The spices were gone. The chef went to the storeroom to get the spices and also went to the fish pond to fish out a few fat carp.

After he left, the little black eggs slipped into the room. They stood on their tiptoes and grabbed a braised chicken on the table. Dabao tore off two drumsticks and distributed them to his brothers. He tore off the big chicken wings and started eating with his brothers.

The braised chicken was very flavorful and was cooked until it was mushy. Even the bones would break if one took it.

They finished eating a large braised chicken and grabbed three pieces of fat and juicy braised pork belly. When they bite down, the juice explodes.

The three of them drooled.

Braised pork knuckle, roasted duck, roasted goose, and roasted rabbit leg The table was filled with food, but it was cleanly ruined by the three of them.

The three of them touched their round stomachs and opened their pockets, filling them with a lot of delicious food. When it was filled to the brim and not even a single vegetable leaf could be stuffed in, they finally left.

When the chef took the spices and caught fish back to the kitchen, the food prepared for Qiu Wuya was only left with a pile of soup and bones. He immediately exploded. Who?! Which brat ate it?!

The brats carried their small bags and went to look for their master. On the way here, they encountered guards again. The little black eggs turned around and entered a room.

The room was spacious and emitted a faint medicinal fragrance. The medicinal fragrance came from a cauldron in the middle. The fire in the furnace had long been extinguished, leaving only a trace of heat to warm the pills inside.

The little black eggs walked over curiously.

What is this? Er'bao asked.

Candy, Xiaobao said.

It's not candy, Dabao thought.

Xiaobao stretched out his little hand, grabbed it, and licked it. It was so bitter that he stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes!

Xiaobao threw the candy back into the cauldron in disdain.

Dabao sighed and shook his head. He picked up the candy that his brother had licked and took out a clean candy that Master Ah Wei had bought for them from his pocket.

In the gloomy hall, on the steps, in the depths of the light and shadow, a tall black shadow seemed to be walking from purgatory. It was silent but carried a corporeal aura, pressing down on everyone in the hall until they could not breathe.

Qiu Wuya knelt piously on the cold floor. His originally not thin and short body was like a pitiful ant in the empty hall.

My King. He bowed, not daring to raise his head. He just piously maintained his kneeling posture.

The man on the throne slowly raised his left hand. The guards on both sides of the hall retreated respectfully. Then, Qiu Wuya carefully straightened his body, but he did not stand up. He continued to kneel and reply to the Ghost King.

My King, those traitors have already been captured. They're in my courtyard now. They've been gone for three years, but they're living freely and they've suddenly forgotten their identities. They actually brought outsiders back to the clan this time. It's simply too outrageous.

As for their goal, I've already investigated it very clearly. One of them was poisoned by the Fragrance of Hundred Miles and needs to come to the Ghost Domain to find the medicinal primer.

This was telling their great king that they had brought Madam back to the clan not to report to the King, but to have another motive.

It was all thanks to the State Preceptor that Qiu Wuya could become the Priest. It was the State Preceptor who sent someone to the Ghost Clan to report the whereabouts of the old man and the Eldest Princess. Only then did they know that the old man and the others had long betrayed the clan.

Coincidentally, Qiu Wuya developed an antidote for the King that could restore his appearance, so the King appointed him as the new priest.

Qiu Wuya had once been chased out by the old man because he wanted to test the medicine on living people. Now, he had brought the medicine that he had successfully developed and was personally brought back to the clan by the King. He had even replaced the old man and became the great Priest of the Ghost Clan.

This was what it meant to have the right time, place, and people.

When the man on the throne heard Qiu Wuya's words, he did not say anything. His aura was still unbelievably cold. Qiu Wuya knew that this king's martial arts were the strongest among the previous kings. Even the Demon King might not have a good time in his hands.

However, what outsiders did not know was that there was a price to pay for this strength.

The King's appearance was ruined.

His senior brother could not treat him. But Qiu Wuya could.

The King would become the strongest King in the history of the Ghost Clan, and he would also become the greatest priest.

My King Just as Qiu Wuya was about to invite a few more credits for himself, the man on the throne moved his fingers indifferently.

This small action made Qiu Wuya feel like his heart was about to explode.

The King naturally had no intention of hurting him, but he could not control his strength.

Qiu Wuya understood the King's meaning and replied piously, Just now, a few black envoys fought with a group of outsiders in the forest. A few outsiders have been captured. According to them, they were escorting Madam back to the clan. Now that my senior brother and the others have fallen into the King's hands, I think that Madam, who values friendship so much, will definitely come to save them.

Those juniors did not know Madam's ability, but he and his senior brother knew it very well. He said firmly, Don't worry, My King. I've already set up an ambush. I'll definitely make that slut never return!

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Wuya felt a force pressing on his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood!

Why did the King treat him like this? Could it be that he had said something wrong? After escaping the King's marriage, she had another man outside and she even gave birth to someone else's bastard. If she wasn't a slut, then what was she?

He used all his strength and said fearfully, I know my mistake Please please forgive me, My King!

The man on the throne finally spoke. His voice was as cold as if it came from purgatory. She's mine. I want to end her myself.