The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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King Cheng fought against the creature for several days, and only when his soldiers were killed and wounded did he want to retreat. But King Ye seemed to be a prophet. On the night they were about to retreat, he set fire to their food.

Afterwards, while they were putting out the fire, he led a team of men into King Cheng's camp and killed him. As soon as King Cheng died, those who had long been disloyal under his command immediately became scattered and fled in all directions, and were annihilated one by one by the Night King.

After saying all these things in one breath, the man raised his eyes and looked cautiously at the King of Qi above, wanting to see his next reaction.

I don’t know if it was because the blow to King Qi was too great or what, but when King Qi heard these things, his eyes became redder and his fists became tighter.

Ye Lin, you deserve to die!

When Xiji knew that the Night King had returned from his expedition, he was playing with the baby with a feather duster.

The babies can eat and sleep, and they grow very fast and well. In just half a month, their two chubby arms have become exceptionally strong and they are very powerful when grabbing things.

Although the baby was born by Xiji, he did not have the ability to produce milk. Therefore, the baby's feeding problem was still solved by the wet nurse. Xiji was only responsible for playing with them for a while when they were not eating or sleeping.

Every time Xiji saw babies giggling happily, his affection for them grew exponentially, and he wished he could be with them twelve hours a day.

Today, it was Xiji's routine time to play with the babies. Seeing the two babies reaching out to grab the feather duster in his hand and getting angry when they couldn't grab it, he couldn't help laughing.

When they were tired of catching and had enough rest, Xiji took the thing and tickled their armpits. They were amused and wanted to catch the thing that made them laugh.

Xiji looked at the babies and laughed, and he laughed too. Just when he thought it was about time for the babies to eat, Wanlian walked in quickly from outside the door.

Hearing the noise, Xiji turned around and was a little confused when he saw it was Wanlian. He asked in confusion: What happened?

Wan Lian glanced at Xiji, then at the babies beside him who were smiling happily, and she lightened her footsteps. When she was closer to him, she whispered in his ear: "Sir, the master is back."

Xiji was stunned at first, then he looked up at her and smiled brightly. Really? Are we there yet?

Seeing Xiji asked two questions in a row, Wan Lian knew that he was very happy, nodded vigorously, and said excitedly: "Almost at the door, I'll be in soon!"

When Xiji heard Wanlian say that the Night King was almost at the door, he immediately stood up and wanted to change his clothes before going to greet the Night King.

As he was surprised, he neglected the feather duster in his hand which was still playing with the child. Suddenly, his hand was empty and he came to his senses. Looking down, he saw that the two brothers were already pulling the duster against each other and having a lot of fun.

Xiji said a few words to them, watching them waving their arms and looking carefree, and thought they were very lovable. He leaned over and kissed each of them on the cheek, gave a few instructions to the people who were watching over the children, and then prepared to change his clothes to welcome the Night King.

When he changed his clothes and was about to go out, he saw the person who he was supposed to go out to greet in person standing in front of him.

Xiji paused for a moment, then quickly quickened his pace, trotted towards the Night King, and threw himself into his arms.