"Monster, don't eat my lady! Eat me!" The closer Jia Zhengjin got, the more nervous the two middle-aged men became. The one named Yang shouted loudly and became emotional.
"Your Majesty, the two of us are enough for you! My young lady is frail and sick, and she was recently infected with a plague. I'm afraid it will ruin your stomach!" The middle-aged man surnamed Lu also said hurriedly, "Please let me go.
Killed my lady!"
When the young woman heard the words of the two middle-aged men, and then saw them blocking her in front of her and trying to protect her, a trace of gratitude appeared on her cold face. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the man surnamed Yang: "Your Majesty, if you
I, Yang Shen, am willing to do anything to let the young lady go!"
"Your Majesty, I, Lu Zhan, have never done anything wrong in my life! If you let the young lady go, I... I will personally go to the city for you and trick a few people into presenting them to you..."
"Uncle Lu!" Hearing this, the young woman's face seemed to be covered with frost, "Shut up! The people of the Yuan family are never afraid of life and death, how can they be the accomplices of tigers?"
"Miss, I..."
"Stop talking! Tiger monster, you have to kill or behead me as you please! Frown your eyebrows, I am not Yuan Muching!"
As she said this, her body trembled even more, and the fear in her heart obviously intensified as Jia Zhengjin came closer.
"Shut up!" Jia Zhengjin squatted down and looked closely at the two middle-aged men and the young woman who was protected behind them. "If you want to survive, answer my questions honestly."
These three people themselves were extremely frightened and thought that they were bound to die. They were in despair.
When I suddenly heard this, I was stunned.
Listening to this, the boy transformed from the tiger spirit in front of me is not going to eat them?
"What...what do you want to ask, Your Majesty?" Uncle Yang responded quickly and answered quickly, "As long as you let me go, I can tell you anything!"
"You two are loyal." Jia Zhengjin's face was expressionless, and his target fell on the young woman's face.
Aware of Jia Zhengjin's gaze, although the two middle-aged men were afraid, they still moved their bodies as much as possible to silently block their young lady.
"Let me ask you," Jia Zhengjin stood up and looked down at the three of them, "Is it true that the Nether Palace controls life and death?"
Upon hearing this question, the three of them looked at each other with doubtful expressions.
"I ask you, is it true that Nether Palace controls life and death?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.
"Your Majesty, the Netherworld Palace is of course in charge of life and death. Everyone knows this." Uncle Yang nodded vigorously.
"Very good! Let me ask you again, now that so many monsters have died here, will the ghosts from Netherworld Palace appear?" Jia Zhengjin asked seriously.
"This..." Uncle Yang and Uncle Lu looked at each other, communicating with each other with their eyes, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Wherever there is killing, there are ghosts of the underworld!" the young woman responded coldly.
"In other words, the ghosts from Netherworld Palace came back to lure away these souls?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.
"That's natural!"
"When can you come?"
"Ghosts from the underworld come and go at all times!" the young woman replied, "It's all recorded in the supernatural journals."
"Then can I see them?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.
"Only those who are in the realm of mysticism or have psychic eyes can see the ghosts of the underworld!"
"What is the realm of Tongxuan, and what is the psychic eye?"
The young woman frowned and glanced at Jia Zhengjin: "You are also the leader of a demon, and you don't know it?"
"Stop talking nonsense and answer the question!" Jia Zhengjin urged in a cold voice.
"According to legend, practitioners, whether humans or monsters, all have six stages of spiritual foundation building, spiritual fusion, spiritual gathering of golden elixirs, spiritual distraction, spiritual overflow and spiritual ascension, and spiritual ascension. After ascension, they can enter the Four Heavenly Palace.
"The young woman replied, "Ling Yi Tong Xuan is the fifth stage of cultivation. If you can reach this state, you will be the first-class demon king in heaven and earth. You are free from life and death, not controlled by the underworld, and can fight against the underworld ghosts with all your strength.
."
"Monster King..." Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that this tiger-roaring king should not have that level. Although he is also called a king, he is still just a monster leader on a hill and cannot be compared with the transcendent demon king.
The Demon King should be at least an S or even SS level existence, right? King Tiger Roar is just a B-level low-level demon leader, which means it is impossible to see the Netherworld Ghost Envoy?
Jia Zhengjin was silent, and the three people tied up in front of him became even more nervous.
After a while, Jia Zhengjin stood up and said, "If I stay here, won't I be able to see the ghosts of the underworld tonight?"
"If there is a realm of the Demon King, I can certainly see it!" the young woman replied coldly.
"Your Majesty, since we have answered your question," Uncle Yang said cautiously, "Do you think you can let us go first? At least...can you let our lady go first?"
"No rush!" Jia Zhengjin looked at the virtual time and did a little calculation. He remembered that midnight was about 23:00 to 1:00 in the evening, and it was already 22:37. In other words, it would be here soon.
He was not sure whether what this young woman said was true or false, and how could one reach a mysterious realm to see the ghosts of the underworld.
No matter what, you have to give it a try.
After all, I am a person with a system, so maybe I am not subject to restrictions?
If you can see the ghost angels who come to seduce your soul, maybe there is a way to let them take away your soul. Wouldn't your wish be fulfilled by then?
At that time, there was no need to look for the Four Heavenly Palaces or the Four Heavenly Emperors.
Thinking of this, he took another look at the three people who were tied up: "You don't have to worry, just wait and see. I will wait here to see if I can see the ghost angel. In short, no matter whether I can see it, as long as time
I'll let you go as soon as we arrive."
"You won't eat us?" A trace of surprise appeared on the young woman's cold face.
Jia Zhengjin glanced at her and did not answer.
Although this young woman is very beautiful and has a great personality, Jia Zhengjin, as a thousand-year-old monster, is no longer as easily moved as she was when she was young.
Even after experiencing the constant departure of his beloved wife and children, he has built a wall in his heart. At this moment, he just wants to seek death and follow his wife and children as soon as possible.
He walked directly to the entrance of the cave, sat down near the pile of demon soldiers' corpses, looked up at the mountains covered in silvery white moonlight, and waited quietly.
Nether Messenger, if you really come, take me with you over there!
With this thought in mind, he carefully observed any movement around him and refused to miss a single thing.
"Is that monster just trying to entertain us?" Uncle Yang said in a low voice when he saw that he left after asking questions and ignored the three of them at all.
"I'm afraid so! How can you believe the monster's words?" Uncle Lu also responded softly, turning his head and looking out, "Where did it go?"
"I don't know!" Uncle Yang looked around and found the weapons scattered on the floor. Suddenly his eyes lit up, he pushed Uncle Lu with his shoulder and pursed his lips.
Uncle Lu followed his gaze, understood quickly, and whispered: "You go forward a little bit and watch out for me! I'll try to untie the rope."
"Miss, please wait a moment, we will try our best to rescue you!" Uncle Yang moved his tied body like a worm, climbed to the front and stared nervously at the hole.
