My expression turned ugly too. Damn it, my little nephew was here!
After saying that, my little nephew pulled out his bone spike. From the dark eye sockets on his big head, his dead-fish eyes glared at me. He kicked Zhou Feng flying, then picked up the red box.
"Uncle Bo, Mom said she hates you, so I'm not giving you this box either." Looking furious, my little nephew crushed a red token. A burst of black smoke rose, and he vanished without a trace!
Xijun's battle with the green-robed Ghost King had only just begun. The two ghosts collided at lightning speed, yet Xijun actually sent the female Ghost King staggering back several steps! It seemed the Blood Robe's boost to her was truly immense.
Zhou Feng had passed out cold. The organizing committee should be arriving soon, so I hurried over. I was shaken to the core. Zhou Xuan really had a trick up her sleeve—she had actually managed to make my little nephew appear beside Zhou Feng. But wasn't she Zhou Feng's cousin or something? How had she ended up attacking her own relative?
With a pale face, I picked up the green life token, my expression turning grim. "Beautiful lady, that's enough. Your master has already passed out. The life token is in my hands, and I practice the Ghost-Summoning Way too. Don't make things difficult for me, all right?"
"You!" The green-robed female Ghost King froze for a moment. Seeing how despicable I was, she pointed her long sword at me, furious enough to smoke from all seven orifices.
"Heh heh. Sealing a masterless life token is child's play for me!" I sneered and took out the cloud-patterned box my master had given me earlier. This thing was meant to seal ghosts and demons. Temporarily