Chapter 1760 The Ghost Concubine Who Reconciled with the Emperor (2)

Wiping off the blood from his lips, Xia Ling got on the couch and pushed the man down,

Struggling, the man's eyes and eyebrows were a little embarrassed, and his cold face was stained with a thin layer of blush, which was really pretty.

Xia Ling looked at him with a smile, and bullied him. Now that he has lost all his immortal power, he is powerless to resist.

"Jijun, Jijun, this concubine has a marriage certificate issued by the Emperor of Heaven. The marriage certificate only says that the Nether Ghost Mansion and Guiji Zhiyu will marry the emperor's son as Diji under the name of the Emperor of Heaven. The marriage certificate does not say, this concubine Who is the married emperor... Do you think that if this concubine boils your life to maturity, will the Heavenly Emperor also accept this dumb fault?"

"You have the guts to try?" Ji Jun stared coldly at the unparalleled beauty in front of him, guarded and annoyed in his heart.

Today, he was tricked by Lord Yan, and he saw that Lord Yan made a change, but he didn't think that Lord Yan made it on purpose to confuse him!

Without noticing for a while, Lord Ji was sent to the ghost world by Lord Yan, and was sent to the Weaving Feather Hall by Lord Yan.

Just barely hit that palm, now the strength in his body is exhausted, and he can't recover within ten days and half a month.

"Try, then try?" Xia Ling covered her lips and smiled.

Ji Jun became more and more annoyed and glared at her.

The more he looked at him like this, the more Xia Ling wanted to tease him.

She lowered her head and leaned against the man's chest, her cheek pressed against Jijun through the shirt.

Even if the emperor of the fairy world has a cold temperament, his blood is hot and his body temperature is also hot.

Unlike her, she had already discovered it when she vomited blood just now. This body is cold and indifferent, has no body temperature, and only has cold blood.

"It's so warm. I really don't know if Lord Yan is also warm. Probably—was warmer than Lord Ji?" Xia Ling closed her eyes, and deliberately murmured about her fiancé-in-law.

After overthrowing Ji Jun, Xia Ling is also slowly accepting the plot of this world and the memory of the original owner.

"Ghost Ji will know after trying it herself?" Ji Jun stiffened his body, and when the woman mentioned Yan Jun, his expression became even worse.

He is the direct son of the Emperor of Heaven, and Lord Yan is the eldest son of the Emperor of Heaven.

There can only be one future emperor of heaven, and the two are incompatible, fighting from the sky to the ghost world for many years.

This time, the Emperor of Heaven pointed out Gui Ji from the Nether Ghost Mansion to Lord Yan. The Nether Ghost King is the lord of the most powerful Nether City in the ghost world, and Gui Ji is his most beloved daughter.

Ji Jun can't just watch Yan Jun's power grow, and pretends to come to the ghost world, just to make things difficult for Yan Jun's marriage, to see if it can be disturbed.

Who would have thought-

He made friends with Zhi Yu, and Zhi Yu in turn poured him wine mixed with Miqingsan, plotting against him!

Xia Ling bent her lips, "Ben Ji doesn't want to try it. There is already such beauty in front of me, no matter how good a man is in the future, I won't be able to get into Ben Ji's eyes."

She looked up at him.

"Shameless!" Ji Jun was molested until his face turned red and green. Only a woman from the ghost world can say such blatant words.

"Shame, it's for people who don't like it. You say it's just you and me here, so what's the use of being ashamed?" Xia Ling laughed again, her eyes turning bright.

Ji Jun was tired in his body, so he couldn't open his face, he could only express his protest in this way.

Xia Ling chuckled again, pulled his arm around her waist, and rested her face on his arm.

Instead of moving him, she closed her eyes.

"Go to sleep."

Ji Jun frowned, but didn't move.

There is still Misan in his body, and there must be some in Zhi Yu's body.

Such an intimate gesture, who knows if it is Zhi Yu's scheme?

He waited for a long time until the sound of breathing from the side was even.