When I returned to the ghost town, I was honest, step-by-step, and punished in the ghost town. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This path requires a long period of patience and perseverance, even if you are on your knees. Who let her make mistakes without her, she can only passively accept it.

On this day, in the eighteen layers of hell.

The master of the first layer, the bandit, dressed in a formal costume and holding a long sword in his hand, walked over menacingly.

Three steps and two steps, hurried to the door. Knocking softly on the door, he pushed it open after hearing the response.

Inside the door, Xiaoxian sat in front of her desk, holding a book in her hand, reading with relish.

That slender figure and handsome face are hard to find in a ghost town.

The stranger acted respectfully, mature and steady, and his voice was very low. "On the 10th day of the ghost town, the day has come to hold a martial arts competition. I'm going to retreat for 10 days, and the day I leave the retreat is the time for the martial arts competition. At that time, as soon as my chilling blade came out, I killed all the invincible opponents in the ghost town! ”

"Well, since it's an event held in a ghost town, you are naturally allowed to participate. Since you are going to retreat for 10 days, you will not be able to handle the affairs of the 18 layers of hell, so you can retreat with peace of mind! Leave the affairs of the eighteen layers of hell to me! "Little Immortal Dao.

I've been in the eighteenth layer of hell for more than a day or two, and I'm all too familiar with this place. I don't usually deal with many things, and Xiaoxian is still busy alone.

If you talk about things that give her a headache, she really can't remember it for a while. However, nothing can stump Xiaoxian.

This self-confidence, Xiaoxian still has.

The bandit hesitated, a look of struggle on his face. He turned to leave, then turned around and came back. He went back into the house and gave up again.

The stranger wanted to say something, but he never spoke.

After waiting patiently for a while, Xiaoxian never saw him speak. So he put down the book in his hand, got up slowly, and wore a dress with turquoise water waves, gently swaying with a breeze.

He asked, "What do you have to hide?" Speak up. If it is within my ability, I should help you, so that I can repay you for taking care of me a few days ago. ”

"The strangers don't dare to take credit, and it is appropriate to take care of Oneiroi. What's more, the duty of the lowly duty is to take care of the eighteen layers of hell, and your responsibility is also the responsibility of the lowly duty, and the lowly duty should go all out to take care of the eighteen layers of hell with all your heart. The stranger said.

The bandit's face was Ling Ran, and he said with a straight face. There is a heroic righteousness between the eyebrows, like a blade, which is instantly chopped down.

At this time, it made Xiaoxian confused. The bandits stayed here, hesitating, tossing and turning, reluctant to leave, no matter how they looked, they still had something to say.

Let him speak, and he refused.

It's confusing, and I don't know what he's thinking.

Xiao Xian's eyebrows were mixed with puzzlement, and a white little face was puzzled. The eyes of the ice jade were slightly flowing with a strange light, and the pink cherry mouth was upturned, and there were some dreamy bubbles in this innocence, which was very beautiful.

The red lips opened slightly, and he tried to lower his voice as much as possible, softened his tone, and pretended to be very kind. In fact, Xiaoxian is a little impatient, asking you and not talking, not asking you and not leaving, what do you want to do.

"Well...... It's hard work. I don't know what troubles you have in your heart, or what troubles you have, or what thoughts you want to say? ”

The bandit's eyes showed a look of great struggle, and his lips were pursed as if he didn't want to speak. His face was red, and some of the blush spread across his face. It's like the rouge that women wipe, it's pink and beautiful, and people are reluctant to look away.

Suddenly, Xiao Xianyu slapped the table with his hand, and his cold eyes swept at the strangers, suddenly like rain, and the storm struck. "Say!"

The bandit was frightened, and this time he was no longer hypocritical. He stabilized his emotions, tidied up his clothes, and said calmly: "The rules of the Ghost City Competition stipulate that all the layer masters of the eighteen layers of hell must participate!"

In just a few words, the little head of the smart elf was smashed.

If all the Lords of the Eighteen Layers of Hell participated in the competition, her three-legged cat's kung fu would be really difficult to achieve. Even though she had cultivated very seriously and hard, her strength was still not as strong as others.

Moreover, there is a specialization in the book industry. Her best ability is in controlling dreams, not in fists and kicks.

After learning the Legend of the Flood Wilderness, her martial arts increased several times, and she once became a generation of killing gods. However, she has high standards for herself.

She doesn't want to compete when she doesn't live up to her requirements. What she prefers is a blockbuster, earth-shattering, which amazes everyone with her strength.

Recognize her hard work and diligence, recognize her very high force, recognize that she is more and more like a fairy!

Their recognition is very important to Xiaoxian, because for the first time in millions of years, Xiaoxian does not use dreams to bully gods. From then on, she would never use her dreams to bully the gods again.

"I ...... Do I have to attend too? Fairy asked.

The voice trembled a little, and Xiao Xiandi held the desk behind him with both hands, and his legs were already a little weak.

If you participate in the competition and the fairy loses, won't it be a shame for the gods in the sky?

The bandit shook his head, his face darkened, and replied softly, "You don't have to participate in the competition."

When Xiao Xian heard this, the big stone in his heart suddenly put down, and he breathed a sigh in his heart, and took a few deep breaths steadily before adjusting his breathing.

"But......," the stranger continued.

Fairy's nerves tensed again, and fire erupted with every breath. Her smart eyes stared at the stranger.

The two ears were erected like antennas, for fear of missing the words of the stranger.

“…… But...... What the? You say, I can handle it! "Fairy tries to keep her voice steady.

The bandit looked at Xiao Xian twice, and said coldly with a thin lip: "It's not a big deal, it's just that in the past three months, you have to take care of the eighteenth layer of hell alone."

"What?! Alone in charge of the vast eighteenth layer of hell?! Xiaoxian stood up in surprise, and couldn't help frowning and staring at the stranger.

The stranger chuckled, looking at the little fairy's gaffe, and couldn't help but laugh. She often goes in and out of the human world, and she doesn't know much about the eighteen layers of hell in the ghost town. What's more, it's usually taken care of by the strangers alone, and it's normal for Xiaoxian to not know.

Now she needs to let Xiaoxian take care of it alone, which really makes it difficult for her. But there was no way, and I had to participate in the grand event held in the ghost town. In the past, the little sister on the eighteenth floor was left to guard hell, but this time, the little sister went out to play with Yaozun, and she won't come back in the next few years.

The eighteenth layer of hell has been temporarily handed over to the bandits, and now he will have to go into retreat, and the men of the entire eighteenth layer of hell will have to retreat, and the entire eighteenth layer of hell will have no administrators. At this time, it was natural for Xiao Xian to temporarily deal with the things on the eighteenth floor. (To be continued.) )