In other words, all the ghosts in the grave were emptied.

At this moment, the male ghost in white said:

"Young sister, you know.

I'm really to you.

My cousin is in charge of the second lady.

If you follow me, I just need to say something to my second cousin.

Your level will instantly become white like me..."

As soon as the male ghost finished speaking, the female ghost called Xiaomei was a little excited:

"Really?

If that's the case.

I, I will follow you tonight…”

After saying that, the female ghost began to lean on the male ghost.

This male ghost was also ashamed and started to make trouble in the grave...

This scene made Nan Chen Qiusheng and others' eyes straightened.

Wen Cai was even more drooling in his eyes and his mouth was dry.

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly:

"What to look at? It's unfair.

Let's go around!"

After saying that, Uncle Jiu took the three of them and continued to detour.

Wencai and Qiu Sheng still couldn't hold it in, so they took a few more glances.

That scene was so erotic and exciting.

It's still in the grave, it's cruel enough.

Although Nan Chen was attracted just now, he soon came to his senses.

And spoke to Uncle Jiu:

"Master, I heard the female ghost and male ghost say something about the gray clothes lifting white clothes.

Is there anything you say about this in the Dong family?”

Uncle Jiu recorded the route and looked at the surrounding situation.

He answered while speaking:

"This Dong family is a very strong family.

In their family, you, the ghost cultivator is divided into eight levels.

Gray, white, green, yellow, red, purple, blue, blue.

Among them, gray, white, green, yellow and red, five levels belong to the servant slave ghost.

Ziqinglan is the descendant of the family.

Each level has corresponding rights.

The white and gray colors we just saw are all the lowest-level Dong family slave ghosts…”

Uncle Jiu explained.

Nanchen said "Oh" and had a new understanding of the Dong family.

This family is not only powerful, but also has ghost slaves.

But this is not what Nanchen cares most, so I didn't ask much.

Follow Uncle Jiu and continue sneaking up the mountain.

After a while, the four of them approached the halfway up Qingxuan Mountain.

This is the area where Xiaoyu's ashes are buried.

Even from afar, you can see the deposed dragonfly tomb that had buried Mr. Ren.

And Xiaoyu's cemetery was just next to the weeds not far away...
Chapter completed!