This is a tall man with a handsome appearance. Just looking at his appearance, there is not much that is special about him.
But he just stood there motionless and unconsciously attracted everyone's attention.
Among the onlookers, there were those who admired him, some who respected him, some who hated him, and some who even hated him, but no one dared to ignore his existence.
A man's aura is so powerful, just like the crane standing among the chickens, or the sun and moon among the fireflies, no matter how poor your eyesight is, it is impossible to miss him.
There is no doubt that this person is the "thorn head" in Bai Wuchang's mouth.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the position at the bridge where he stood was the only way for all the souls of the dead to step onto the Naihe Bridge, making it impossible for latecomers to get on the bridge. More and more souls gathered at the end of Huangquan Road, finally forming a city-like scene.
Such a congestion scene.
Normally, if you encounter such an unruly undead, hell law enforcers will naturally come to deal with it.
But the ghost soldiers and generals around him were all watching with their eyes and noses, and no one stepped forward to scold or drive him away, as if the man did not exist at all.
When Tianyi and others appeared, the man had already raised his head and looked up at the sky. His eyes stayed on the King of Hell for a moment, but then turned to Dabao.
Among the group of people, except for Ye Yaoyao and Hei Bai Wuchang, the rest of them all possess the powerful strength of the Chaos Realm, but he doesn't care about the big and small kings of hell and Tian Yihu, but he focuses all his attention on Dabao, and he seems to have no regard for this.
The female doll, less than three years old, has developed a strong interest in it.
"My name is Zhong Youlian."
Dabao also looked at him with great interest, with a sweet smile on his face. His cute appearance with pink makeup and jade is enough to completely melt the heart of anyone in the world, "What about you?"
"Last name is Zhong?"
The man smiled slightly, his attitude was very different from before. He was actually rare and amiable, "My name is Mu Changxiao."
Mu Changxiao!
This terrifying man with such a strong sense of presence that all dead souls dare not approach is actually the most powerful person in the world who has embarked on the road to hell after death, Mu Changxiao, the leader of the Crow Cult.
"You, you bastard!"
Hearing these three words, Yuan Yi's pretty face changed as he was looking at Tian Yi affectionately. An uncontrollable anger instantly surged into his heart. With a sharp shout, he turned around and rushed towards him, "I want to kill him."
about you!"
It turned out that Mu Changxiao was showing his true face at this moment, not the image of the young man who had his body taken away from him. In addition, when he was blocked at the bridge when Yifu was guarding the gate, he did not speak, so Yuan Yi hid in the crowd and watched for a long time.
In the play, he actually failed to recognize him.
Now she was shocked to realize that this unruly and domineering strange man was actually the devil who had taken away her virginity. How could she bear it? Her body was as fast as the wind, and her right hand struck like lightning, hitting the Crow Cult Master hard on the chest.
Even though she had become a dead soul, her angry attack was still extremely brave and powerful, causing the dead souls around her to change their expressions.
"kill me?"
Facing Yuan Yi's fierce offensive, Mu Changxiao remained motionless. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he sneered, "Silly woman, I'm already dead!"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right arm, with a strange black aura swirling in his palm, and faced it without fear.
"Sister Yuan Yi!"
Seeing that the two sides' attacks were about to collide, Dabao in the sky suddenly spoke, his voice was crisp and soft, so cute, "Come back!"
She raised her right arm slightly, and without seeming to exert much force, a colorless and mysterious aura flowed between the sky and the earth, and instantly grabbed Yuan Yi's graceful body, holding her up to float in the air.
He retreated for more than ten feet, thus avoiding a head-on collision with Mu Changxiao.
"Dabao, you..."
It seems that he did not expect that the little girl who was under his care not long ago would actually stop him. Yuan Yi couldn't help but feel a surge of confusion in his heart, and looked at Dabao with doubts and confusion in his eyes.
What makes her even more unbelievable is that Dabao's strength has improved so much in just ten days. With his cultivation in the Chaos Realm, he is completely unable to resist.
"Sister Yuan Yi."
Dabao smiled at her, "You can't beat him."
Yuan Yi was stunned when he heard the words, and when he was about to open his mouth to refute, the words reached his lips, but he swallowed them alive.
Just now, she was angry for a moment and was carried away by her blood. She took action towards Mu Changxiao without thinking. Now she calmed down a little and thought about it again. Naturally, she understood that using her own strength to fight against the Crow Cult Leader was tantamount to hurling an egg against a stone.
To fight and win is simply a fool's errand.
If he really started fighting, his only fate would be to be like the ghost soldiers and generals before, his body and mind would be destroyed, and his soul would be scattered.
What a fool I am!
This devil and I are both dead!
Why do you still care about the things that happened during your lifetime?
After finally meeting Tianyi again, if he perished in the hands of the devil without even saying a few words, wouldn't it be worth the loss?
Thinking of this, Yuan Dun felt a lingering fear in his heart. He secretly regretted his previous impulsive behavior and couldn't help but be very grateful to Dabao.
"Hei Wuchang, what's going on?"
Seeing Mu Changxiao blocking the bridge with an arrogant attitude, with the posture of Zhang Yide, the King of Hell could not help but frown, and looked at Hei Wuchang with great displeasure, "How can I tolerate a mere person in the territory of my Palace of Hell?
The dead soul is so arrogant? You just let it go? Do you still want to do it?"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
Both Black and White Wuchang changed their expressions and prostrated in front of him at the same time, "It's not because of my subordinates' inaction. It's because this person is too powerful, far beyond what we can match. We have already lost our manpower in trying to drive him onto the bridge."
70%, but I can't even get close to him, and my subordinates are at their wits' end."
"oh?"
The King of Hell's eyes changed, but his expression did not improve much. He sneered and said mockingly, "But you didn't come to report to me. Are you planning to just keep doing this until the entire Huangquan Road is completely blocked?"
"My subordinates dare not!"
Bai Wuchang shook his head repeatedly and replied tremblingly, "I believe that no matter how powerful the soul is, it will be weakened by the breath of hell from the moment it crosses the gate of hell. Although this thorn is difficult to deal with, as long as time passes, it will eventually weaken.
If not, then it’s up to us to decide how we want to deal with him?”
"Consuming him with the breath of hell? What a stinky piece of shit!"
Listening to his explanation of his inaction in such a fresh and refined way, the King of Hell couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Do you think he seems to be consumed? This person must be one of the top masters in the Yang world. At this level, even if
Even after death, the soul of the dead has the ability to move mountains and fill seas, destroy heaven and earth. If he refuses to go to the bridge, you bunch of drunkards and ricebags may not be able to wait until the day he becomes weak even if you are a bunch of drunkards and stalemates here for hundreds of years."
Black and White Wuchang trembled all over, looked at each other instinctively, and then fell down and kowtowed obediently again. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to say a word.
Do you want to take action yourself?
The face of the Great King of Hell was full of anger. He glanced at the Little King of Hell next to him with his peripheral vision, and saw him smiling and looking on coldly. The old god was there, and he didn't look like he wanted to take action at all. He felt even more aggrieved in his heart, waiting to take action.
When dealing with Mu Changxiao, he was somewhat hesitant.
After all, the fate of his life and death is still in Dabao's hands, and now his strength has been greatly reduced. Facing such an unpredictable opponent, he really can't say that he is sure of victory.
Taking action without a 100% chance of winning is any different from risking death.
Looking at the domineering figure at the bridge, Yama couldn't help but fall into endless entanglements, his face was uncertain, and his expression was indescribably wonderful.
"What an amazing little girl, and her surname is Zhong..."
Witnessing Dabao's astonishing methods, Mu Changxiao couldn't help but have a flash of excitement in his eyes. He looked her up and down and suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with Zhong Wen?"
"Huh?"
Hearing Zhong Wen's name, Dabao's eyes lit up and he asked in a sweet voice, "Do you know my father?"
"Zhong Wen's daughter?"
Mu Changxiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly, "No wonder he is so defiant at a young age. It turns out he is that kid's cub. This makes sense. My father is great, and my daughter is even more amazing. It's interesting. It's really interesting."
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"You are an acquaintance of daddy."
Dabao said seriously, "I won't hit you, just go across the bridge by yourself!"
"You know, once you cross this bridge, drink that bowl of soup."
Mu Changxiao's eyes flashed with light, and he said word by word, "Will he completely lose his memory and end his life completely?"
Dabao blinked his eyes and remained silent, not understanding what he wanted to express.
"These are the garbage of hell."
I saw Mu Changxiao puffing up his chest, the momentum around him surged, and the terrifying coercion swept across all directions, causing all the ghosts and dead souls to fall to the ground and tremble, shivering, and screams could be heard one after another, "What qualifications do you have to decide me?"
Mu Changxiao’s destination?”
"Then do you want to keep standing?"
Dabao pouted and asked in confusion, "There's nothing here, it's not fun at all."
"makes sense."
Mu Changxiao suddenly grinned, stared into her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "How about this, let's have a fight, and as long as you win, I will leave obediently?"
This chapter has been completed!