Outside Hell

The entrance to the underworld

Meng Hui looked at the figure of the human race leaving with their dragon race, and sighed and shook her head.

She never imagined that besides His Highness the King of Hell and the late Madam, she could see such a love that sacrificed life and played the piano and the harp in harmony.

I don’t know if it’s luck or misfortune.

"Lord Meng Hui, the immortal king from heaven is here."

"Oh?" Meng Hui turned around in surprise, and saw a few immortal kings in fluttering clothes and awe-inspiring costumes coming down from the Nine Heavens.

She thought for a while, and the human race who had just been taken away by the dragon race immediately knew that these people were probably coming with bad intentions.

It's just that they knew the news too soon...

Meng Hui raised her feet and walked over, saluting in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "You immortal kings are here to visit. Meng Hui is not welcoming you from afar. It is disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Meng Hui?" Several people looked at each other and immediately knew her identity.

The ghost official of the eighteenth level of hell, the most capable general under His Highness the King of Hell. It is said that she controls thousands of ghosts and extremely vicious criminals in her hands, including those from the human race, some from the demon race, some from the demon race, and even more from the fairy race.

Yes.

There are hundreds, if not thousands, of people who have been punished by her. Who in the world, including Liuhe and Jiuzhou, has not heard of her decisive and selfless reputation?

The leader of the Immortal Lord slowly walked forward, returned the same salute, and said: "Master Meng Hui, there is no need to be polite. I have received the order from His Highness Yu Heng, and I came here to find out what the strange phenomenon that just appeared in this hell is."

?"

"Immortal Lord, you're welcome. Please let Meng Hui go in and inform His Highness, and then I'll come back to clear up the confusion for the Immortal Lords."

"What do you mean? Do you want us and a group of people to stand here and wait?" Some of them immediately burst into dissatisfaction and resentment.

Before Meng Hui could say anything, the leader of the Immortal Lord's face darkened, and turned around to teach him a lesson: "Qi Xin, shut up!"

"Longing for the Immortal Lord?"

"So it's the Immortal Lord Jin Nian?" Meng Hui was a little surprised. She lowered her body and bowed again, "I also wish the Immortal Lord Haihan."

Immortal Lord Suinian in the sky is second only to His Highness Yu Heng. His cultivation and skills are all higher than those of his equals, especially in his hand, there is a magic weapon left by the gods.<

/p>

I heard that it was the title of Immortal Lord "Sin Nian" that His Highness Yu Heng personally conferred upon him after his victory in the battle to defeat the demons and monsters, as well as the magical weapon of the God that was awarded to him——

Siwansuo.

Jin Nian said softly: "You can just go, it's okay for me to wait here for a while."

"Thank you so much, Immortal Jinnian." Meng Hui turned and left. Before leaving, she glanced coldly at the guy named Qi Xin.

Oh, how dare the ghost clan be so arrogant and domineering here?

Which onion do you think you are?

"I miss you Immortal Lord!" Qi Xin came forward with extreme dissatisfaction and whispered: "His Royal Highness Yu Heng urged me to wait for this matter. Why did you, Immortal Lord, let her go in to report?"
p>

"Etiquette cannot be broken."

"But you are the Immortal Lord Suinian, so it is fitting that His Highness the King of Hell should come to greet you in person."

"That's enough."

"Immortal Lord?!" Qi Xin wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Qi Ning on the side.

"Stop talking, this is hell after all."

Not their Nine Heavens.

Qi Xin raised his head and glanced at him, then glanced at the hell surrounded by imps, stepped back, and said no more.

……

And in hell

The Hall of Mercy

After Meng Hui came in and conveyed a few words, she went out and brought them all in. When she left, she also closed the palace door for them and quietly stood guard outside the palace.

"Your Highness the King of Hell——" Jin Nian slightly lowered her head and performed the etiquette of a ninth-level immortal king for him.

"You're so polite, Xiannian Xianjun." Yan Yi stood up, crossed the table, walked to the huanghuali inlaid shell table near the bead window, and sat down.

He pointed to the seat opposite and said, "Sit down."

Jinnian waved her hand and asked the people behind her to wait and step aside. She walked towards him and sat down at the seat opposite him.

"Xianjun Xiannian came here under the orders of His Highness Yuheng?"

"Yes,"

Yan Yi nodded, and slowly poured the clear water collected from the dew that the ghost servant had just collected into the brown and wild-colored bamboo hat cup in front of him.

"But you came here because of the human race?"

"Yes,"

Yan Yi pushed the cup towards him, using an invitation gesture, and said: "Xianjun Xiannian, please have tea."

"Thank you, Your Highness, King of Hell." Su Nian didn't hesitate, he picked up the teacup generously, took a sip, and pursed his lips.

"Not bad."

"Of course it's good." Yan Yi smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

He lowered his head, poured himself a glass, and said to himself: "What a pity, this fine sweet spring will disappear in this world soon."

"Oh?" Jinnian put down the cup in his hand, looked up at him, and asked puzzledly: "Why is this?"

Yan Yi picked up the cup, raised his head and took a sip, and then slowly explained to him: "This sweet spring is made of the essence of the sun and the moon, and the spiritual power of thousands of heavens. The people of my clan have spent a lot of effort.

, the treasure that I just won from the mouth of the monster."

"Tell me, what would those monsters do if they knew that the people who robbed them of their treasures were ghosts?"

Of course, if you try your best and refuse to give in, you will die or I will die.

Since ancient times, monster beasts have been regarded as a thorn in the side of the ghost clan and a thorn in their flesh. It is not an exaggeration to say that they have been enemies for generations. This is just because tens of millions of years ago, Li Jing, the king of monster beasts, was killed by Yan Yi, and Man Wuyao, the king of the monster clan, was for

He died to save him. Naturally, he hated him to the core, eating his flesh and sleeping on his skin.

However, why do the monsters know that they are ghosts? Since the ghosts can snatch the heavenly water nectar containing thousands of essences of spiritual power from their mouths, they are not afraid of the monsters noticing.

When Jin Nian suddenly thought of the purpose of his coming here, her body suddenly froze, "His Highness the King of Hell wants to say..."

Dragon Clan?

"The person who left with the human race is Long Kong, His Highness the Third Highness of the Dragon Clan. I believe that His Highness the Dragon King knew about this and approved it."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!

Jin Nian was anxious and hurriedly retorted to him: "Perhaps His Highness the Dragon King is unaware of this matter."

Yan Yi chuckled lightly and replied: "Even if he doesn't know, he should be aware of the huge posture created by the human race at this moment, right?"

Jinnian looked at his twitching lips and wanted to say something to explain, but she couldn't say anything and could only look away uncomfortably.

"Not to mention that even His Highness Yu Heng was alarmed, let alone His Highness the Dragon King?"

Jin Nian lowered his head and did not refute him out loud, knowing that what he said was reasonable.

The visionary light emitted by hell can be seen and felt by everyone. Even if His Highness the Dragon King didn't know it before, he probably knows it now.

"What the Dragon Clan knows, how can the Monster Clan not know?"

And what the monster clan knows, how can the monster lineage not know it?

When the time comes, I'm afraid that at the gate of their hell, there will be a large group of people from the dragon tribe or the demon tribe guarding them to deal with the ghost tribe.

At that time, not to mention the nectar in the sky, even if I stepped out, I would be eaten clean by the monsters.

"What does His Highness the King of Hell want to say?" Listening to his words, Jinnian seemed to be able to guess what he meant, but she seemed unable to understand his real thoughts.

Yan Yi stood up, turned his back to him, looked out the bead window at the empty and lonely night, and said in a low voice: "This palace is not afraid of facing the dragon clan and the demon clan, but please understand that the human race is no longer the

The human race is not under the jurisdiction of this palace, nor is it under the jurisdiction of this palace to make explanations."

"So she really came out of the will-o'-the-wisp unscathed? And she still has the body of a cultivator?!" Jin Nian stood up a little excited, with a look of disbelief on her face.

"Yes,"

"Then——"

"His Royal Highness Yu Heng should be in charge of the remaining matters."

"I, I understand," Jinnian lowered his head, finally understanding what he meant.

The person who had been talking to him for half an hour wanted to tell him that this human race was a cultivator and was under the control of heaven. It had nothing to do with the ghost race, and it had nothing to do with him, Yan Yi.

If the dragon clan or the demon clan is punished because of the human clan, if they take revenge on the ghost clan or harm the ghost clan, their Highness Yu Heng should take charge.

In other words, His Highness the King of Hell has openly and honestly thrown such a huge burden and hidden danger to His Highness Yu Heng.

Really brilliant!

"Meng Hui," Yan Yi turned around and called out to the people outside the hall.

Meng Hui pushed open the door and walked in, "Your Highness——"

"Sending Immortal Jinnian away, I apologize for the poor hospitality of the ghost clan. There is no banquet and banquet, so I won't send you off."

"Yes, Meng Hui understands."

"His Royal Highness the King of Hell?!" Jin Nian hurriedly raised his head, moved slightly, and saw the tall and majestic His Highness the King of Hell standing in front of the bead window. In an instant, he left the Wuqing Palace and disappeared.

"This..."

If he is asked to go back, how can he do the business?
Chapter completed!