The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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He pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then took out two pieces of rags from his arms, wrapped them around his hands, and continued walking forward.

The Night King's eyes were on Xiji from beginning to end, so his actions naturally did not escape his eyes, which made his irritation accumulate more and more, and it was about to reach a critical point.

Xiji naturally didn't know that because of him, the Night King, who usually had no emotions, had such drastic mood swings, but he was still doing his job diligently to clear the way.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. After such a long struggle, the road ahead of them became open again. When Xiji saw the path without many weeds, his eyes suddenly lit up. He turned around and looked at the Night King and said happily: My lord, the road here has become easier to walk on.

The Night King looked at Xiji's sparkling eyes and was stunned for a moment, then nodded at him. Then, as if he saw something, his pupils shrank and he whispered, "Don't move, don't look back."

Xiji looked at the expression on the Night King's face, which changed from irritability at the beginning to nervousness now. For a moment, he didn't understand what happened, but seeing the Night King's nervous expression, he also began to get nervous. He didn't dare to move and could only stand there.

Seeing Xiji so obedient, the Night King should have been happy, but when he saw what was behind him, he couldn't let go of his worries. He looked at him seriously and said: You stand there and don't move, I'll come over.

Xiji looked at the serious Night King and was so nervous that he didn't even dare to nod his head. He could only respond in a low voice, "Okay."

The Night King walked towards Xiji step by step. He was very careful during the process. Even his steps were very light, as if he was extremely afraid of disturbing something.

Just as the Night King was getting closer and closer to him, Xiji suddenly felt a creepy gaze. Just when he couldn't figure out where this feeling came from, he heard the Night King in front of him roar loudly and run to the side.

Xiji has always been accustomed to listening to the Night King's words, and coupled with the strange feeling he sensed at this moment, he ran to the side without any hesitation.

At the moment he moved, he felt something behind him rushing towards his previous position, and even when it passed by him, he heard the horrible sound of breaking wind. Then the thing bounced onto the tree trunk beside him, and as if it had sensed Xiji's avoidance, it quickly turned around and rushed towards Xiji again.

But what was faster than that thing was the Night King's movements. I don't know how he moved, but he quickly came to Xiji's side, kicked the thing aside fiercely, and then quickly stepped on the head of the thing with one foot and the lower part with the other. Then, with a puff, blood and flesh splattered under the feet of the Night King, and the thing was crushed by the Night King.

Xiji saw that thing moved once and then stopped moving, so he knew that it must be dead. After confirming this, Xiji, who was originally leaning against the tree trunk, sat down on the ground and let out a long breath.

The Night King looked at Xiji's embarrassed but unharmed appearance, and his originally nervous expression eased a little. He felt the thing under his feet and confirmed that it was really dead before he loosened his foot. Looking at the bloody snake that he had stepped on, his eyes were cold, and he kicked it down the hillside.

Xiji sat there, looking at the brightly colored snake, swallowing his saliva, feeling a little scared. If the Night King hadn't intervened in time, he would have been killed if he had been bitten by that thing.