Mo Kongjing, who completely subverted her worldview, was still a little dizzy in her mind, and she herself forgot what book she saw it in. At that time, she was so frightened that she was so frightened that she was reading all the books about this world in the scripture building day and night.

However, even so, at this moment, she searched all her memories, only to find that no matter how many books she had read, there were only those two sentences about Yan Jun Xiuze.

I don't know how long later, but on the bridge, she raised her head, and wanted to open her mouth to break the rigid situation, but she opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say anything. Looking directly at the teenager in front of her, who was shorter than her, she really couldn't believe this cruel fact, it was too unbelievable. Who would believe that the powerful and cold character recorded in the ancient books was actually such a child?

However, it cannot be denied that she has already admitted it, and it has nothing to do with whether she believes it or not, deep down in her heart, she has admitted this fact. Although she didn't know why Yan Jun Xiuze appeared as a child as the lord of the Vain Death City, her instincts told her that at least for now, he was still a person she could trust.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Mo Kongjing raised his head and said indifferently: "Where do you want to take me?" What's the deal with the living soul? ”

It seemed a little surprised that she was calm, and after raising his eyes to look at her, Xiu Ze just stared into the distance with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time, he said indifferently: "The Yin Gate is reincarnation, and the Yang Gate is the Ah Nose Hell." Behind the two gates, the only thing that connects them is this Nai He Bridge. ”

Lowering her eyes, she was silent in mid-air for a long time, and suddenly remembered the dazzling red shadow, which suddenly made her panic and anxiety make up her mind! "In other words, if I want to be reincarnated, I will go back, but if I want to return to the yang, I must walk across the Nai He Bridge, right?"

Xiu Ze nodded indifferently, and when he saw the figure in mid-air, he was about to walk over without thinking about it, and he grabbed her shoulder in surprise and said, "Do you understand?" If you go to the Yang Gate, if you can't return to Yang smoothly, you will miss out on reincarnation forever! ”

Turning back as a matter of course, she stopped disappreciatingly, "Of course I know, but whether you are a person or a ghost, you have to give yourself some confidence, don't you?" Besides, I haven't lived enough in this life! Reincarnation? Let's talk about it in a thousand years! ”

Witnessing the figure floating in mid-air fearlessly walking across the Nai He Bridge, Xiu Ze shook his head helplessly, the fearless figure was both flamboyant and confident, or perhaps it could be said that he was fearless.

Although the underworld is divided into Yin Gate and Yang Gate, it seems that there is no difference in Mo Kongjing. If anything, this place makes her feel even colder.

"Follow me."

Hearing this, she obediently floated behind Xiu Ze, and the buildings and scenery here were filled with a cold atmosphere. Although she is also a soul body at the moment, she really can't be interested in such a scene, and if she has the only thought, it is naturally to leave this place as soon as possible.

At this moment, what she is still wondering about is the living soul that Xiu Ze said, if it is no different from what is recorded in the book, then the living soul should be the soul of the living who left his body and wandered around in an unexpected situation. But her memory has always stayed on the face of the little girl named Jiajia, no, maybe the ghost has no facial features.

Why did her soul leave her shell? Why is it that when the consciousness awakens, it is already in the underworld? What really happened during the time she was in a coma?

While her mind was wandering, she had unconsciously reached a magma with Xiu Ze, looked around, and then turned her head and asked, "What is this place?" ”

On the huge rock, Xiu Ze turned around and looked up at the stone gate in front of him without saying a word.

Following his line of sight, Mo Kongjing raised his head and saw that it was a dignified and delicate stone gate: "Hades Palace? After reading the words on the plaque, she subconsciously turned her head sideways to look at the silent Xiu Ze.

Pursing his lips, Xiu Ze suddenly turned his head sideways to prevent people from seeing his expression clearly: "Broke through the eighteenth layer of hell overnight, down to the bull head and horse face, and up to the impermanent judge, and even stopped her without any of them, and even let her break directly into the Hades Palace." ”

Although Xiu Ze's voice was still as flat as before, for some reason, she actually heard a hint of hoarseness as if it was hard to believe.

Shaking his head helplessly, Xiu Ze paused for a moment, raised his hands again and said with a wry smile: "It seems that the underworld also needs to be rectified, everyone has been comfortable for too long"

The heavy stone door seemed to have no weight in his hand, and after it was slowly opened, the many figures inside who were originally fighting together stopped, and the red shadow that was surrounded in the middle immediately overjoyed and said: "Senior sister! ”

Dumbfounded and opened his mouth wide, Mo Kongjing, who reacted, stammered: "Teacher, senior sister!" ”

Even breaking through the eighteenth layer of hell, down to the bull head and horse face, up to the impermanent judge, can't stop it, in fact, if you think about it carefully, it really looks like the style of the senior sister. There was an indistinct warm current in her heart, and she smiled helplessly.

If someone is willing to do this to you, willing to go down to the eighteen layers of hell for you, how do you feel? She didn't know how others felt, only that she probably would have someone she couldn't forget in her life.

Xiu Ze, who sighed beside him, couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Sure enough, the person she is looking for is you." "One is killing all sides in the city of vain, majestic. One broke through the eighteen layers of hell in a row, the gods blocked and killed the gods, and the Buddhas blocked and killed the Buddhas, in a sense, they really deserved to be the same teacher.

Above the public hall is the iron-blue Hades with an angry face, and on the cold and spacious corridor, there are many ghosts in the underworld, black and white. The red figure standing in the center of the hall was particularly conspicuous, even in the Hades Palace, she was still fearless, and her confidence was to the extreme.

The king of Hades, who couldn't see his face clearly in the distance, took the initiative to break the calm, and his tone was full of unpredictable etherealness: "You have a lot of immortal weapons on your body." ”

Mo Yueyi sneered, and glanced at the surrounding group with disdain, and all the ghosts were shocked and frightened everywhere she looked. Hooking the corners of her mouth with satisfaction, she seemed to be casual and said: "I don't dare to be, but it is enough to break into your underworld." ”

The iron-faced and selfless judge, who wore a ghost face and held a fan, was furious: "Trespassing on the underworld still dares to speak disrespectfully!" ”

Her eyes became cold, Mo Yueyi looked at the ghost-faced judge dangerously, and spit out every word very clearly: "I only know that the king of the underworld is asking for his life, and the little ghost is hooking the soul, but I have never heard of a hooking soul!" ”

Facing the serious and dangerous look, the ghost-faced judge suddenly stopped talking, and the pu fan in his hand unconsciously fanned up.

The extremely rich black spiritual power in his hand began to flicker, and the black light was so strong that everyone present could not ignore it. Mo Yueyi looked at the Hades who couldn't see his face clearly in the distance with a dangerous expression, and his voice was cold to the extreme: "In a word, do you let it go or not?" ”