Chapter 495 A Shady Relationship

The next day.

"I...I advanced to the top ghost king!?"

Shen Jian woke up with a scream.

Looking at the waiter's wife with a look of disbelief.

Shen Jian's eyes were incomprehensible, but he didn't expect that the wife of the minister was not weak in endurance. Even though her voice was a little hoarse, she was still passively withstanding his attack.

You know, he had maintained the form of the ancestor of the vampire last night, just because he wanted to know whether it would be possible to create a vampire with high blood purity by embracing a fierce ghost without vampire blood.

And the results are clear.

The Vice Minister's wife accepted his gift with great intensity, and not only became the first-generation vampire, but also directly promoted from the abyss-level ghost to the top ghost king.

But at the same time, there have also been changes that are different from ordinary vampires.

The most obvious thing is that vampires have unique red eyes, fangs, bat wings, and the chamberlain's wife.

From the outside, nothing has changed except for the moisturized redness.

At this time, the waiter's wife was surprised and asked: "I seem to be able to control the blood? In the dark night, I can also turn every part of myself into a supernatural creature."

Said.

Her finger detached itself from a piece and turned into a bat the size of a palm.

The bat flew out through the small window above the cell and stayed outside.

"I can clearly feel that these bats are also a part of me, possessing 80% of my supernatural power, and also have ghost-like abilities. I can freely switch among these bats."

After listening.

Shen Jian was thoughtful.

He had two guesses.

One: The reason why the Vice Minister's wife had such a change was because he adopted the traditional neck-biting ritual of first embrace, by injecting the supernatural power of the ancestor of the vampire into the body of the first embracer.

Second: The supernatural beings born from non-vampire races are different from the descendants of vampires.

As for which result it is, he can draw a conclusion if he uses the same method to first embrace an ordinary ghost and a vampire next time.

Thinking.

Shen Jian stared intently at the beautiful woman covered in white in front of him.

Faintly a little excited.

The waiter's wife also noticed this.

Immediately afterwards.

She put on the brocade clothes scattered in the cell one by one, hurriedly, because while she was dressing, Shen Jian was still admiring her graceful figure unscrupulously.

This made her whole body feel as hot as red-hot iron, and her delicate body felt slightly weak.

Obviously, she remembered the scene where Shen Jian took her to Qiu Ming Mountain.

She didn't dare to stand in front of Shen Jian until she put on her clothes.

But when she thought about everything last night, she felt like she had been stripped naked and stood naked in front of this man.

"You...you should leave."

The waiter's wife said in a soft voice.

She looked so delicate and fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Shen Jian expressed emotion.

This woman is really terrible at pretending.

Who can resist a beautiful woman who is delicate in front of her and patient in others?

This contrast is no less than the arrogant goddess who is your licking dog behind your back.

Think of this.

Shen Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Madam, you don't think you can offset it in one go, do you?"

Hear this.

The waiter's wife's delicate body trembled.

But soon, he bit his teeth and said delicately: "Sir, after all, I am a family man. If I am discovered, it will not only damage my reputation, but it will also be detrimental to my father's side."

"I know. Then until your husband's grievances are cleared, I will no longer look for you."

Shen Jian said.

The waiter's wife fell into deep thought.

Because her husband was framed for treason, he was dismissed from his official position and thrown into death row. There was only half a month left before the execution. In other words, she only had to endure another half month before her husband's crime could be cleared.

No matter what happens, there is no life-threatening danger.

Later, with help from her father, it wouldn't take long to clear her name.

No more than half a year.

For half a year... she was this man's shady mistress.

Think of this.

The waiter's wife became sad.

Then he murmured: It’s only half a year. After half a year, our family can be reunited.

then.

She nodded.

See this.

The smile on Shen Jian's face became even stronger.

Wave.

This woman's husband was a third-grade minister, and her father was the wife of the prime minister, so she came over so timidly.

Shen Jian stretched out his arms.

"Madam, I will be a little busy in the next few days, so I'll make up for it now."

…

time flies.

Three days passed in a flash.

this day.

Class C cell.

A group of players on patrol greeted the warden.

"Would any of you go to the Class A cell to take a look and bring down the body of the jailer? Also, if the corridor is dirty, it must be cleaned up. The prisoners in the Class A cell are either rich or noble. No matter how bad they are, they are still important figures in the party. They must keep the integrity It’s clean.”

Hear this.

Everyone turned pale.

To a Class A cell?

Need to clean up?

It's noisy.

Isn't this going to die?

One of the most famous players in the supernatural circle has died there. They all talk and argue, but they still have a certain understanding of their own strength.

Even the player codenamed "Yam Luo" can't bear it. If they go, they will basically die.

However.

The warden never gave him a chance to say no.

After saying that, he left.

All the players were left stunned in place as if a disaster was imminent.

"Damn it, this bastard, it doesn't matter if he dies, but now he's causing us to die too."

"Fuck, who dares to sneak into a Class A cell? If the corpse is thrown deep in the depths, and our strength is gone, wouldn't there be another corpse?"

"It's over, it's over. If this continues, we might end up sending them away one after another like the Calabash Man who saved grandpa. The warden must have some serious illness. He won't go as a top ghost king, so he wants a group of us little jailers to go."

"Thriller game, do you dare to be fair?"

Everyone was shocked and angry.

I originally thought I would survive for a month, but I didn't expect that on the fourth day, I would encounter a fatal mission.

And now.

They must choose someone to carry out this mission.

Think of this.

Players looked wary.

None of them wanted to take on the task.

They are all thinking about letting others come.

A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist, this is their only idea.

at this time.

"I'll go."

Luo Quan stood up.

He had heavy dark circles under his eyes and looked like he was going to die soon.

Hear the words.

Everyone looked stunned and showed surprise.

A level 38 player has the guts to go to a Grade A prison cell?

Even if you are the person in charge of the city, this is a bit too courageous.

but……

No one objected.

If there are people who are not afraid of death who are willing to explore the road, they naturally want it.

Amidst a lot of compliments, Luo showed determination and walked towards the Class A cell.

He knows what it means to be in a Class A cell with his own strength.

but……

He has no choice.

Because he is the one with the lowest game level and the lowest strength among all the players.

When others reacted, he was still the one exploring the path.

At that time, more troubles may arise.

Such as being manipulated by a supernatural being.

Instead of doing this, he might as well take the lead so that he can at least have a chance of survival.

and.

He still had some hope for Shen Jian in his heart.

He didn't think that with Shen Jian's abilities, he would die in a Class A cell.

Of course, he himself also knew what it meant to have no trace for three days.

The so-called not dead may be just his extravagant wish.

Luo Quan smiled mockingly.

Stepped in without hesitation.

…

Class A cell.

The moment he stepped here, he had one thought in his mind: clean.

This place is not like a Class C cell, which is dark, damp, and smells rancid. Instead, it is very clean and tidy, without even a trace of odor.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt like this place had just been cleaned.

Luo Quan glanced around.

The cells here are far apart.

Unlike the place where he patrolled, there were four prisoners in one cell, the howling of ghosts could be heard every day, and the cells had to be cleaned every day.

Luo Quan walked in.

Move your steps carefully.

Adrenaline rushes.

Don't look at it. It's clean, quiet and has an excellent environment.

But he knew that this was the most dangerous place in the capital prison, and every prisoner held inside had a terror level no lower than the Abyss level.

Once he attracts the attention of one of the evil ghosts, he will definitely die.

soon.

He walked past cell number one.

This cell is a bit strange, it doesn't have any small windows.

Cell No. 2 is also a bit strange. Not only can there be no small window, there is no door at all.

He was shocked.

What kind of vicious existence is behind the border here?

Not only does it not deserve a small window, it doesn't even dare to leave a cell door.

Could it be that every time I move, I can only pass through the ghost zone?

He gasped.

It's hard to imagine that in Jing Lao where the top ghost king, the warden, is sitting, what kind of terrifying ghosts must be in order for Jing Lao to create a perfect Cell No. 2.

Walk past cell number two.

The small window in cell number three is open.

He only dared to glance at it and did not dare to stay for a long time.

At the same time, he also felt strange that with his eyesight, he could see a scene a hundred meters away, but he didn't see Shen Jian's body at all.

No blood was found.

Could it be that... Yama was dragged into the cell by some evil ghost?

With this thought.

His steps were a little faster.

But at this moment.

A big eyeball was stuck directly on the small window of Cell No. 3, staring at the dark floor that Luo Quan kept stepping on, and roared angrily:

"Ah ah ah, little jailer, you deserve to die. You have soiled this place. Do you know what you are doing?"

Luo Quan:? ? ?

He was a little confused.

ah?

Did you get dirty here?

Is this what the fuck you, a prisoner, should say?

Shouldn't you launch a supernatural attack the moment you see me, let me walk over without resistance, and then kill me?

What the hell is stepping on the dirty ground?

He glanced back down the aisle.

It's really dirty.

After all, the Class C cell itself was not very clean, and it was full of fighting all day long. When he was patrolling in a place like that, how could his shoes be so clean?

but……

He still felt a strong sense of disobedience.

This script is not quite right.

"What? You stepped on the dirty ground. I just mopped the floor. Who the hell stepped on it? I want to soak his head in a vessel and use it as a chamber pot."

At this time.

Another angry voice sounded.

Crunch.

The door of Cell No. 3... opened directly.

An old man with an immortal air came out, holding a mop in his hand. His grimace suddenly turned to the front, ferocious and twisted.

"Although I sweep the floor, it's so dirty that I can't clean it clean. My little friend, I think you have a plan to die. Come here and let me help you clear your mind."

Immediately afterwards.

Another figure came out, a middle-aged man wearing teacher's clothes, holding a sweeper in his hand.

His voice was seductive.

It makes people want to get closer.

"Fuck, let's play for ten minutes alone, or I'll call him out."

The big eyeball that made the noise at the beginning also ran out.

He was covered in black shadow, with a huge eyeball on his head, and a rag on top of the eyeball.

this moment.

Luo Quan was completely confused.

Let's not talk about the reason why these three ghosts are dressed like cleaning. Why can the prisoners here open the cell door by themselves?

Damn it.

No wonder there are no guards patrolling the Class A cells.

This patrol is bullshit.

Prisoners can leave their cells privately, and no matter how many guards come, they will all die.

at this time.

Luo Quan was shocked, angry, and desperate.

Because all the circumstances here have shown that Yama has long been dead.

Died on this group of prisoners who were free to open the cell door.

And the next one is him.

despair.

Powerless.

Unwilling to do so.

Shocked and angry.

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, and finally turned into a face ashen as death.

There are two abyss-level ghost kings and one top-level ghost king. Not to mention he is only level 38, even if he is level 58 now, he cannot escape death.

In this situation, even if the strongest among the ghost masters came, they would only be able to fight to the death.

However.

The next second.

A familiar voice came from Cell 2 next door.

The voice cursed.

"What are you doing? Why don't you mop it up quickly?"

Luo Quan:?

His eyes widened.

I suspected that I was hallucinating.

Why did he seem to hear Yama's voice?