There are many Western ghosts in hell. Their cultivation methods are different from those of the underworld, but just like the Yang world, they are always fighting against each other, trying to enslave each other.
"General, I come from Europe and have heard of that Xiao Yu's name."
A man with yellow hair stepped forward and bowed.
"Oh, you know?"
The superior old man raised his snow-white eyebrows, then nodded and continued:
"Since sir, you know, let me tell you. I am also very curious about the Xiao Yu who can kill the ghost commander. If he can win over him and use it for us, it will definitely make us even more powerful."
The other generals sitting there also looked at the yellow-haired man, as if they were also curious.
"Yes, Your Excellency, that Xiao Yu is very young, only in his twenties. I heard that he is the successor of Maoshan. At this time, he has been canonized as a real person and has a certain status in China.
Moreover, I have killed many of our Western Xuanmen practitioners. I came down this time for one purpose. That is to kill them.
The other party has done something like this at a young age. When he grows up in the future, he will definitely pose a fatal threat to my world in the west and hell!"
The yellow-haired man spoke concisely. Although it was just a few simple sentences, he tied his own interests to those of the other party.
The other party, like Xiao Yu and others, are all here to support the battle, but they are just their own masters.
"Haha, this is your personal grudge, and I don't want to get involved!
As soon as Xiao Yu arrived at Liangjie Mountain, he performed extraordinary feats and captured the trapped city.
You came down without any achievements, do you think you are stronger or weaker than them?"
After hearing what the yellow-haired man said, the white-browed old man in the upper position looked at the man with deep meaning, and then said such meaningful words.
When the yellow-haired man heard this, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly. The other party's meaning was so obvious. If he couldn't understand it, then there was something wrong with his head.
Xiao Yu's seizure of Hell's City was indeed a big blow to them. They were both members of the Xuanmen who came from the Yang World, so the gap was a bit too big.
So during this period, they have been discussing how to reverse this situation.
"Dear General Tarot, although we have not made any progress in marching recently, please believe that we will give you a satisfactory answer in the shortest possible time.
You have to know that the West defeated China back then, so don’t underestimate our strength."
The yellow-haired man smiled indifferently. Although he did not give the other party a good answer directly, he still satisfied the other party.
"Okay, then please remember your promise. I will send another general to capture the trapped city. When the time comes, please go with me.
Since you have a grudge, I don’t think you will watch him grow stronger day by day."
After the white-browed old man finished speaking, he looked at the woman next to him and continued:
"Mir, you have many lieutenants under your command. It will be up to you to arrange for someone to go there when the time comes. It's best to capture that Xiao Yu alive. I will be of use to him."
Bai Mei stroked his small beard, and a strange smile appeared on his face, which seemed to be excitement, but more of an expectation.
The corners of the yellow-haired man's mouth twitched, but he still nodded. At this time, he had no reason to refuse.
"In that case, you go down first. I will naturally inform you when I need to come forward."
The white-browed old man waved his hand, as if there was no room for negotiation, causing the yellow-haired man to swallow back the words that came to his lips.
"yes……"
The yellow-haired man bowed and retreated, leaving only a group of hell generals sitting among them.
"Everyone, the situation is not very good recently. Please speak freely and express your opinions."
The old man with white eyebrows stood up from the top. He was nearly two meters tall, like a big mountain, giving people an overwhelming pressure.
"General Tarot, I don't think the priests are very helpful to us. They may break our plan because of their own hatred!
And they don't seem to be sincerely helping us. When the last border emergency report mentioned that a Taoist named Xiao Yu had arrived at Liangjie Mountain, they didn't tell us the necessary information.
Obviously they want to see Xiao Yu die at the border!
Now that Xiao Yu has captured the trapped city and is in the limelight, they tell us that Xiao Yu is not a kind person, and they obviously want to use our hands to kill Xiao Yu in order to achieve their goals."
A short man analyzed the problem for the white-browed old man in a clear-cut manner. Several other generals beside him also nodded.
"Well, this kind of thing is about mutual use, so it doesn't matter.
He wants to kill Xiao Yu, and we just want to capture him alive. Isn't this great?
Just let them do the work. Remember, capturing the city is only the first priority. Our most important thing is capturing the ghosts and handing them over to Lord Hades. Everything else is unimportant.
Of course, if the city is taken and we remain indifferent, the Underworld will definitely think that we are scared, so we still have to attack.
Most of the Yinsi are Chinese. They have very high intelligence and are supported by many military geniuses and military books, so you must act according to the opportunity.
Human nature is suspicious. You can attack once and then be silent so that they don't dare to act rashly and cooperate with each other to recapture the trapped city.
After seizing the besieged city, the 18th Route Army launched a simultaneous attack. This time they must frighten the Yinsi and catch them off guard!
Also, notify the Western Xuanmen in the Yang world and let them launch a Xuanmen attack on the Huaxia Kingdom and force the Yinmen who came to support the Yin Division to go back."
General Baimei put his hands behind his back and analyzed them one by one. Of course, the specific situation must be adapted to local conditions.
"That's it. You have fought thousands of battles with the Yin Division. You should be familiar with their fighting methods. You can consider yourself and retreat."
"yes……"
A group of ghost generals saluted at the same time, like the 18 princes, and began to retreat outwards. Soon the white-browed old man was the only one left in the room.
"The fun begins..."
The old man whispered softly, then took out a goblet, filled himself with a glass of red wine, and started drinking by himself.
Trapped City is extremely lively today, with ghosts singing and dancing to celebrate the recovery of several other cities.
In the City Lord's Mansion, Xiao Yu and the others all had red faces at this time. Dozens of ghost kings were sitting under them, and no one was absent.
In the middle of the drink, Xiaoqiang stood up and walked to Xiao Yu, whispering a few words in a low voice.
"Brother Yu, come with me and show you something."
Xiaoqiang pretended to be mysterious, which made Xiao Yu very confused and quickly followed him.
"What? It's so mysterious. Could it be that you got the treasure?"
"It's not a treasure, it's a few souls. They know you. To be sure, they know me too. Guess who it is."
Xiaoqiang blinked and looked at Xiao Yu, but did not directly release the two ghosts.
"We know each other!
Are you a villager from Shimo Village?"
"no……"
"Is that the ghost we sent away before?"
"almost……"
After asking and answering, the answer stopped at the ghost, because even Xiao Yu couldn't remember how many ghosts he had sent away.
