The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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The Night King glanced at the bandits who were crying and wailing on the ground, and made a gesture to the captain of the guards who was also covered in blood below.

The young and handsome captain of the guards nodded to the Night King, and then called on several of his personal guards to search for survivors among the remaining bandits. Anyone who was still breathing would be stabbed with a knife, ending their lives cleanly and neatly.

The Night King watched expressionlessly as his men harvested the lives of those bandits. Suddenly, he felt his chest vibrating. He lowered his eyes and saw the well-behaved boy shivering there. He looked like a frightened rabbit.

Ye Lin looked at him for a while and saw that he was shaking from head to toe, as if he was going to faint in the next second. He raised his hand, pulled off the silk ribbon that tied his hair, and blindfolded him.

Xiji's eyes, which were originally full of bloodshot, suddenly turned dark. He could only hear bursts of screams coming from not far away, but soon returned to calm. The only thing he could feel was the warm body hugging him from behind, which was both warm and powerful.

I don’t know if it was because of this realization that Xiji gradually calmed down.

King, we lost two guards this time, ten were seriously injured, thirty-six were slightly injured, and more than seventy bandits were killed. After the fighting subsided, the captain of the guards quickly counted the number of casualties and soon reported it to the king.

When the captain of the guards saw the appearance of the two people on the horse, he was slightly stunned.

On the tall horse, a tall man in black was holding a beautiful woman in white with loose hair. The beautiful woman covered her eyes with a piece of ink-colored silk, and only her extremely pale face and her increasingly red lips could be seen.

The combination of the two is like a charming mountain elf that was snatched back from the forest by a victorious general.

Just when the chief guard was distracted by the scene, he felt a captivating gaze, shuddered, and quickly came to his senses, meeting his king's half-smiley eyes. He quickly lowered his head and dared not look any further.

Is there any survivor?

Seeing the captain of the guards retract his gaze, Ye Lin turned to look at the young man in front of him. Looking at his face, which became even more stunning after being stained with blood, he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe off the blood stains.

Don't get your own things dirty.

One was left behind, he was a small leader among them. As if knowing that Ye Lin would ask this question, the head guard, who dared not look at the two of them, lowered his head and pointed at the frightened bandit who was being held by two guards in the back, who looked half dead and alive.

Find out their base. They will have to pay a price for attacking us. Ye Lin said calmly, looking at his brother whose face had regained its former whiteness after he wiped off the blood stains. He raised his head and looked at his brother stupidly.

Yes. Knowing what the king meant, the captain of the guards responded respectfully and then took the man away alive.

Xiji's eyes were covered at this time, and he could only rely on his hearing to guess what was happening around him. Listening to the clatter of horse hooves and the sounds of people walking around, he knew that everyone was preparing to leave.

Until this moment, Xiji suddenly remembered his little servant. He groped and grabbed Ye Lin's arm, and asked anxiously: King, where is the little boy following me?