When Cai Huazhe heard this, he looked at Feng Bai with faint eyes, and said in his heart, if you don't have your little Yueyue, then I'll give them a hard time.

But didn’t you strongly suggest that your little Yueyue leave? You even used disgust as an excuse, so who can you blame?

"Sister Fengbai, little Yueyue can't feel it if you torment us like this. Moreover, you have forgotten that little Yueyue said before leaving that you should be obedient and be good. If you are not good,

Let your little Yueyue know, do you think she can let you go?" Then Cai Huazhe persuaded her with serious words.

"You won't complain to me about that," Feng Bai asked cautiously.

"Haha, we don't dare to say anything, but the same cannot be said for Uncle Bai Yao." Cai Huazhe reminded.

"Then what should I do? Should I be nicer to him?" Feng Bai said to himself.

"It must be necessary." Cai Huazhe nodded affirmatively after hearing this.

"I understand." Feng Bai said cautiously, as if he had made up his mind.

As for how she understood it, Cai Huazhe didn't know.

At the same time, Feng Qiyue and his party of four had arrived in hell.

Hell, as far as the eye can see, is always gray. There is not much difference between day and night, except that hell at night is much dimmer than during the day.

When Feng Qiyue and the four arrived in hell, it was daytime in hell. Even so, the feeling was quite depressing.

"Is this hell?" Zhong Qing shrank and asked.

"Yes, do you want to live in hell?" Mingran asked habitually.

Zhong Qing shook his head wildly, "Are you kidding me? You can't see a single person on this street. You won't be miserable living here."

Besides, hell is a place where the dead live, and the only living people are mostly indigenous people and famous hell demons.

However, Zhong Qing also knew that Ming Ran was joking with her, so she only got nervous for a moment and then calmed down.

Feng Qiyue urged: "Where is the devil's trial camp? Take us there quickly."

Mingran nodded, made a few gestures, and with a flash of light, he took Feng Qiyue, Mo Qianyi and Zhong Qing to the demon trial camp.

When Feng Qiyue and the others first arrived here, they happened to catch up with Ouyang Ze, Nangong Sheng and others who had died from the demon trial camp, so both parties were stunned.

"Feng Qiyue, why are you here too?" Nangong Sheng couldn't help but ask.

"Come and take a look." Feng Qiyue said calmly.

"Then you are also dead?" Nangong Sheng asked curiously.

"We are not dead, we are alive and well," Feng Qiyue said truthfully.

"How can you come to hell if you are not dead?" Ouyang Ze asked.

"Because we have a back door," Feng Qiyue said matter-of-factly.

Ouyang Ze's mouth twitched, so Feng Qiyue came to see their fun.

"Is the Devil's Trial Camp fun?" Feng Qiyue then asked curiously.

"It was so fun that I died many times." Nangong Sheng said with a bite.

"Come on, I'm optimistic about you" Feng Qiyue smiled.

Nangong Sheng: "" Are you optimistic about his death?

"Dear children, you are not allowed to chat with my friends. Hurry up and continue your trial." Seeing that Nangong Sheng and others were chatting endlessly with Feng Qiyue, Ming Ran couldn't help but urge.

After a while, these little guys may have to wonder if they have died, which would not be fun.
Chapter completed!