The little ghost who drank Meng Po soup fell into a deep sleep. The other three gritted their teeth, eager to eat him. Helpless, the other two persevered for a while, gritted their teeth and drank Meng Po soup. It's just a temporary amnesia, and eighteen years later, they're still a good man.

There was only one imp and did not give in. It shook off its own Meng Po soup, and the sound of the bowl falling to the ground and shattering. On the ground, a bowl of Meng Po soup was spilled, and there were fragments of the ground. A certain ghost yelled loudly, "I don't want to drink anything so bad again!" Damn bad woman, you can't kill me, don't think I'll give in! ”

"Little Sanzi! I can't kill you, you hateful little imp, but I can let you try the purgatory-like life of the seventeenth floor above! Little Sanzi, do you want to try it? Pouring foam glared at him fiercely, a pair of eyes eager to peek out a few holes in him.

The little third son shrank his head and slowly looked up, and there were seventeen layers of hell above. Over there, you can often hear the ghost crying and the wolf's roar, and there is almost no time to stop. However, in the eighteenth layer of hell, it can drive people crazy. Even if the administrator of the eighteenth layer of hell is the only Lori, it can't alleviate their pain.

"Good! Just go, who's afraid of whom?! The little third son gritted his teeth and was ruthless to himself. I'd rather eat some flesh and skin than endure the mental torture of the eighteen layers of hell.

"Hey." Xiao Xian shook his head and sighed on the side, this kid really regarded the other seventeen floors as child's play. It's okay, give him hardships, and he will know that he is powerful.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Pour foam jumped up with joy. Cheered excitedly: "Oh also! The group of people above have been trying to pack up your goods for a long time, and this time they have a chance! Little Sanzi, I'll send you over! ”

"Hmph." Xiao Sanzi snorted coldly, even if he reached the top, he would not give in. Although he does not have an arrogant bone, he has a stubborn temper, saying that if he does not give in, he will be killed and will not give in!

Pouring foam jumped, happily stepped forward to tie up the little third son's hand, pulled up the rope and walked to it. He glanced back at Xiaoxian and shouted, "You hang around with me first, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for you here." Fairy nodded and returned her gaze to the eighteenth layer of hell. It's gray, there's no end in sight, and there's nothing to look at. It's like walking in the desert and getting lost.

This is also where the eighteenth layer of mental torture lies.

The ghosts here, they can't see anything, they can't eat anything, the only thing they have is the people around them. Most of them come here as people who have committed many sins. When I first came here, I was able to talk about my own things in the world. After a long time, I realized that what I said was like chewing wax. The more time passes, their feelings will fade away, and their emotions will slowly fade away. Entering a state of old death, floating in the air in a muddy nightmare.

Here, there are four troublemakers. They don't want to be ordinary people here, they don't obey discipline, they protest unconvinced, and do many, many bad things to express their dissatisfaction. Pouring foam is a good-natured person, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here to guard them. She was left here as a girl, as if she were staying in a cemetery, and the silence around her was terrible. Staying here, her emotions did not disappear like these ghosts, but became a lively and lovely girl.

She has become a stunning little flower here, but no one appreciates it. Except for the unconscious ghosts floating around, it was the four naughty ghosts. They are: Little Sanzi, Dream, Taibai, Xiaoqi. None of these four are fuel-efficient lamps. Since coming here, it has been a scourge here.

In addition to welcoming newcomers here, she is suppressing this scourge. Luckily, they didn't make any big waves here. I just hope that they will never find the devil in the eighteenth layer, which is already a blessing.

The devil in the depths, Xiaoxian stopped in his footsteps and looked at the devil. He is a man, the leader of the demon clan, the former demon venerable, and an existence more terrifying than the demon king. From the dream, Xiaoxian took out two jars of sake. Conjured a table out of thin air, picked some of the fruits from the dream, and put them on the table. When everything was ready, he snapped his fingers lightly, and a dark cloud hung over the man's head.

Then, heavy rain poured down. poured the man on a deep heart.

The sound of chains rattling. The man opened his eyes and saw the table in front of him and the laughing woman sitting on the sidelines, a smile on the corner of his mouth. "It's you?" ”

"Iron chains tie your hands and feet, and you still have a five-meter free range of movement. Come and taste the grapes I just picked. The fairy pushed the grapes over. Eating over and over again, waiting for him to come over again.

The man stood up, shook the water droplets on his clothes, and complained: "I don't have many clothes before I come, you are stripping my clothes naked?" ”

Without saying a word, Xiao Xian threw out a bunch of the clothes of the two spirit pets from the dream and threw them directly on him. Piles of clothes swarmed towards the man and buried him directly in his clothes. Xiaoxian said lightly: "You're welcome. ”

The man raised his willow eyebrows, bent his eyes, and said with a smile: "Over the years, you haven't changed at all. ”

"Well, speaking of which, your temper has changed for the better." Xiaoxian commented that when they met, this man's temper was really big! Now, it's as gentle as water.

The man grabbed a piece of clothing and transformed it onto himself. The rest of the clothes were brought to the side, this was his world, and he could do whatever he wanted. changed into a small bamboo green, and there were a few delicate bamboos embroidered on the clothes, looking graceful. He sat on the stool domineeringly. He poured himself a drink, sniffed the wine, and asked, "Have you been here for a long time?" ”

"Did you miss me?" Xiaoxian joked.

The man smiled faintly, and said in a very low voice: "You are the only one who can talk here, but I didn't expect you to be a narcissist." Hey, my poor fate, why is it so hard to find someone to talk to? ”

"Ahem...... The domineering demon venerable was a long-cherished ruffian, but now he speaks sourly. I don't know how you feel if the little goblins of your demon clan know about it? Fairy sneered. Today's demon clan, who still remembers their demon venerable?

"Dreamy ruffian? It's a name that hasn't been heard for a long, long time. Demon Venerable? If I were a demon venerable, the goblins of the demon clan would still remember me, and they would not let me be locked up here alone for tens of thousands of years, and no goblins would come in to see me. "I drank with a sullen head, and I didn't know how to get rid of the sorrow in my heart.

"Long-cherished ruffian, these years have worn away your demonic nature, and also worn away your self-confidence and domineering back then. Speaking of which, I've walked around in the Demon Clan. Xiaoxian fell into memory, if I am not mistaken, she seems to have swept away the demon clan.

(To be continued.) )