She was trembling tenderly, her fists were clenched tightly, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.
"Whether the child lives or dies, it all depends on you." Including him.
That day, in order to save his life, Wuming pulled his soul out of the three realms.
But this situation simply cannot last.
For so many years, he has lived on the blood of gentleness.
This year, it has reached its limit.
If there is no close relative, that is, the child in the gentle belly, as time passes, Dongfang Aoshi will be wiped out and disappear forever.
He didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.
"I..." Tender's heart was heavy, unable to refuse or make a decision.
Time passes by little by little.
Seeing it, half an hour passed quickly.
Gentle but still hesitant.
The King of Hell and the ghost messengers sneered at Dongfang Aoshi's joke.
Just when the situation is almost desperate and there is no room for change...
Suddenly, a short figure jumped out from the corner and pushed Wen Wenwen.
Wen Wen took a step and almost fell.
When I looked down, I saw a little girl with her hair combed like a lucky doll.
"Who are you----"
"Go back!" The little doll didn't reply to the gentle words, but pulled her away desperately, urging her constantly, "Go back!"
"I——" Wen Wen was still hesitating, torn between the pain of the past and the child.
"Go back!" The little girl pushed her hard and pushed her out of the Yama Hall.
"You brat, you came out to cause trouble again!" The King of Hell and the judge chased him out.
"Yeah——" The little girl made a face and ran away with Dongfang Aoshi and Wen Wen.
"Damn it! You dare to be disrespectful to me, the King of Hell. The kid is getting more and more arrogant now!" The King of Hell jumped in anger, "Ghost, go and catch that kid back to me. I will lock her up for a few days and nights. See if she can survive."
Do you dare to make trouble in my underworld every day? Ruin my business!"
"King of Hell, do you really want to take her back?" the judge asked.
"Of course - forget it!" The King of Hell wiped his face in frustration and turned back to the palace.
"King of Hell, where is gentleness? You don't care? Are you going to let Dongfang Aoshi take away your soul like this?"
"That brat doesn't care anymore. Why should I join in the fun? Just leave if you want! No wonder! Who cares if she was killed by her father in her previous life! Humph!"
Judge: “…………”
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Within the talisman formation, Dongfang Aoshi's body suddenly bounced twice.
Wuming on the side immediately chanted a mantra, stood up and walked over, "Your Majesty."
Dongfang Aoshi didn't move at all.
Did he see it wrong?
Wuming frowned and prepared to return to his seat.
The moment he turned around, Dongfang Aoshi's body moved again.
Wuming quickly sat down and continued to recite the mantra.
The spell on the ground slowly turned from blue-white to bright red.
Finally, disappeared...
Dongfang Aoshi frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
The candles around me were so bright that it hurt my eyes.
It took Dongfang Aoshi several seconds to finally adapt.
Suddenly, remembering something, Dongfang Aoshi jumped up suddenly.
"Where is she? Has she come back with me?" Dongfang Aoshi searched around, but did not see the gentle figure, and his chest felt cold...