Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

It wasn't that she was worried that Meng Xintong would meet bad guys or anything.

After walking for a long time, they finally arrived at a town. Meng Xintong wanted to get to Yujian Villa quickly, so she bought a horse.

But Ling Wuwen and Meng Fusheng chose to walk in order to keep a distance from Meng Xintong.

Along the way, Meng Fusheng still stayed at night, wherever he felt angry, he would stay there.

Of course, some people who knew Meng Fusheng would come and ask him to catch ghosts or something. Then it will delay time, causing the distance between Meng Xintong and Meng Xintong to widen——

Under normal circumstances, Meng Fusheng would not refuse those requests to catch ghosts. Because of this, they are now standing outside a palace in the capital!

Seeing the black resentment gathered in the sky of this magnificent mansion, Ling Wuyue was extremely surprised.

"The ghosts in this palace are powerful, right?" She looked at Meng Fusheng worriedly.

Meng Fusheng nodded: "Yeah." Seeing that he was a little scared after answering, he paused: "If you are scared, you can go, there is no need to come to the capital with me."

Originally they planned to go to Yujian Villa, but the sound transmission talisman he had left to a friend happened to be used by his friend to find him, saying that there was a ghost in his cousin's house, and hoped that he would help to remove it.

He had promised that friend before that he could help him once unconditionally.

So this time, even though the direction of the capital is opposite to that of Yujian Villa, he still turned around and came to the capital.

"Who, who said I'm scared!? I'm not scared at all!" Ling Wu said boldly.

A smile flashed across Meng Fusheng's eyes, and he didn't speak.

But the man standing next to him couldn't bear it anymore. From the moment he received Meng Fusheng to now, Meng Fusheng would always talk to the 'air' beside him from time to time!

It seems that someone is there!

He already knew that there were ghosts in this world, and he also met Meng Fusheng because of ghosts. But knowing that there are ghosts around him, he is still in a state of panic!

Swallowing his saliva: "Then what, Fusheng~ you... that... who is next to you?"

The man was handsome and looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. According to Meng Fusheng, he was the son of a marquis named Qi Jun.

Meng Fusheng turned his head and glanced at Ling Wuwen: "Her name is Ling Wuwen, yes, she came to see the fun."

Ling Wuwen: Exactly! I just came to see the fun! And it's still the kind of spectator who promises not to do anything!

She has already made up her mind, if it starts at night, she will definitely stand aside and watch the excitement! Let's see whether it was Li Gui who beat Meng Fusheng, or Meng Fusheng who beat Li Gui!

Qi Jun nodded, just at this time people from the palace came out to greet him.

When she saw the so-called young prince who was the younger brother of the emperor, Ling Wuyi finally realized...it turns out that not every prince is good-looking!

For example, this King Rong! If it weren't for people relying on clothes, wearing brocade clothes...

Ling Wujin reckoned that if he put on common people's clothes and walked on the street, it would be absolutely impossible for anyone to recognize him as a prince!

Well, forgive her superficial~~

"Are you Meng Fan's disciple?"

King Rong looked at Meng Fusheng, he looked too young, only in his twenties!

He has a handsome face and is dressed in white, if it weren't for the gossip jade pendant around his waist as a symbol. I really can't see that he is a celestial master!

Ling Wuyi had been alone with Meng Fusheng for ten days and a half months. There were quite a few people who questioned Meng Fusheng's identity and ability, but basically everyone was completely speechless after seeing his ability!

In fact, Ling Wuyi really saw the hidden business opportunities of being a celestial master! If it weren't for the fact that she really didn't have the talent for catching ghosts, she really wanted to learn how to catch ghosts!

Multiple technologies are good for self-defense!

Meng Fusheng pursed his lips and did not speak. He usually proved himself with actions.

Seeing that King Rong was about to get angry, Qi Jun on the side quickly said, "My lord, don't think that Fu Sheng is young, I have seen his abilities with my own eyes!"

King Rong hummed, put his hands behind his back, and then straightened his belly: "Then come in, let this king see and see, Meng Xiaotian's ability!"

Qi Jun nodded, then waved to Meng Fusheng, motioning him to enter the palace.

After arriving in the front hall, King Rong sat on a high seat, Meng Fusheng sat on the right, and Qi Jun sat on the left.

There are maids who bring tea and snacks, and each person still has one. Except for having breakfast before entering the capital in the morning, Ling Wuyi hasn't eaten anything yet!

The pastries of Prince Rong's Mansion are very delicate, and they seem to smell good. As soon as the glutton comes to mind, it doesn't care whether it scares people or not, it immediately materializes.

Then he sat on a chair and started eating pastries by himself.

"Ah—Kang Dang—"

"ah?!"

"Damn—"

Three voices, the first one is from the servant girl. The second one was from Qi Jun. He knew that there was a 'ghost' around Meng Fusheng, but he didn't know that this ghost could still be active in broad daylight!

The third voice was of course from the high-ranking Lord Rong!

Taking a look at Prince Rong who was so frightened that he sat on the ground, trembling and covering his eyes, Ling Wuting despised him extremely! Really... It's too embarrassing for the royal family!

Put a small half of the pastry in his mouth into his mouth, then patted the crumbs on his fingers, and stood up from the chair.

She first nodded to Qi Jun with a friendly smile, as a greeting, and then Qi Jun nodded in response to her.

Then Ling Wuwen walked towards Prince Rong who was still sitting on the ground trembling: "Hey, let me tell you, you are a majestic prince, is it really good to be so timid?!"

Ling Wuwen said dissatisfiedly while pulling Lord Rong's hair crown.

Prince Rong was forced to look up at Ling Wu, and when he saw the enlarged and exquisite face appearing in front of his eyes, Prince Rong couldn't help but screamed again.

The words 'help' and 'ghost' resounded throughout Prince Rong's mansion——

Ling Wuting picked out her ears, and patted Lord Rong's head very dissatisfied: "What's the name of the ghost?! I'll count to three, if you don't shut up, I'll eat you!"

"one two three!"

The screaming stopped abruptly, and then there was silence.

Ling Wuyi smiled very satisfied: "That's good! That's fine, don't worry, I'm not a ghost."

Lord Rong blinked his eyes, and looked at Ling Wuyi very puzzled: "But you suddenly appeared...not a ghost, what is it?"

"What am I?" Ling Wuyi tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that when she first met Meng Xintong, Meng Xintong thought she was a fairy.

"Well... I am a fairy! A fairy who has fallen into the mortal world!"

This reason seems to convince Qi Jun and the Rong prince.