"They must come back safely." Looking at the direction in which they disappeared, Geng Jingrou couldn't hide the worry on her face.
"We should believe in them, they will definitely be able to bring Manzhu Shahua back." They have gone through so many hardships, and because they firmly believe in their hearts, they can get through it safely every time, and this time, they can definitely do it too.
Yes, An Yechen put his arms around his worried wife and comforted her.
"Amber is absolutely right. If she can't even settle this kind of thing, then she is not An Luoluo." No one can doubt An Luoluo's resilience. No matter how difficult it is, she
You can get through it all, not to mention being with the one you love. The power of love is great.
"Yes, we should be more proactive and believe in her. We have also prepared the antidote and are waiting for them to bring Manzhushahua back." The people in Xiangxi depend on them.
At this moment, everyone has the same smile on their face, filled with hope and expectation.
On the Netherworld Road, there is a gloomy and strange atmosphere everywhere, and from time to time, mournful and crying sounds can be heard.
Bianhua's ring has automatically returned to their hands.
Walking on the dark road to the underworld, An Luoluo felt like goosebumps all over her body were coming to visit her. From time to time, there were white shadows floating in front of her eyes. Now they were the so-called lonely ghosts, and her ears were filled with that...
Uneasiness, a voice of resentment that disturbs the mind.
"Luoluo, are you afraid?" Situ Ran held her hand tightly and found that her hand was a little cold, so he asked a little worriedly.
"I'm not afraid, I just feel it's a little too spooky." An Luoluo came close to him, and she really felt a little creepy when she saw those legless wandering souls dangling in front of her eyes.
"This is the underworld. It's inevitable to be gloomy. Let's walk faster and reach the other side of the River of Forgetfulness." Situ Ran pulled her and quickened her pace towards the direction Miao Yuyun gave them.
"Stop." Suddenly a loud shout came from their hands.
Situ Ran and An Luoluo were suddenly shocked. Before they came here, Miao Yuyun had used Gu magic to help them hide their human aura. Could it be that they couldn't hide it from those ghosts? They looked at each other and were about to turn around.
When I went, I heard the cold voice saying with anger: "You have done a lot of evil in your life, and you should go to the eighteenth level of hell to be punished. Where do you want to run?"
Um? An Luoluo turned her head slightly and looked back, only to see two ghost guards escorting a ghost, and the ghost turned out to be Qiu Yunfeng. She was immediately surprised, and he seemed a little surprised when he saw her.
, she reached out and pulled Situ Ran's sleeve.
Situ Ran followed her gaze and saw Qiu Yunfeng's ghost, his cold face expressionless.
"Take him away." The two ghost guards escorted him towards the darker place.
Qiu Yunfeng looked at them with shock for a moment, then turned his head sadly and stopped looking at them.
"It turns out that if you do bad things, you will really go to the eighteenth level of hell." Looking at their fading shadows, An Luoluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror. After she died, she didn't know if she would also go to hell.
What about the eighteen levels of hell?
"Are you scared?" Looking at her frightened expression, Situ Ran couldn't help but laugh.
"Eighteen levels of hell. You have to go up the mountain of knives and go down into the frying pan. Of course you will be scared." A gust of wind blew by, and An Luoluo shivered unexpectedly. It was really a terrible underworld.
