"What positive energy?"

"The first?"

Jing Ge strode forward, his eyes lingering between the two, and finally landed on Emperor Fengdu: "Emperor, what else do you want her to do?" ”

Hearing this, Xia Chanwu glanced at him angrily: You are embarrassed to ask, isn't it all because of you?

But at this moment, Lao Tzu is there, and she doesn't dare to say it clearly.

At the same time, the hell flower that had been obediently staying in her arms began to move restlessly, and Xia Cicada Dance sensed its strangeness and took it out.

But as soon as the little one reached her hand, he gradually became nothing. Soon, it turned into a bright light that slipped out of her hand, flew straight into the sky above the underworld, and disappeared into a layer of foul gas.

Seeing this, Jing Ge and the women around him all had wonderful faces.

The difference is that Xia Chan Dance was shocked by the spectacle in front of him, while he was shocked by the purpose behind the whole thing.

The two of them, one after the other, looked at each other tacitly.

"What a grudge?"

Jing Ge turned to look at the two people on the left and right, and his tone was full of rebuke: "You want her to pick hell flowers, just to eliminate the resentment in the underworld?" ”

In the underworld, how could there be such a heavy resentment out of thin air?

As a place where all kinds of spirits gather, there is no lack of resentment among them, which is not surprising at all, but because of the Fengdu Emperor and the light of the hearts of the Yan Monarchs of the various palaces in it, they will not be able to become a climate, and will eventually dissipate on their own, but how can it become like this now, even they can't disperse these resentments?

"Jing Ge...... Don't say ......". Turning his eyes and seeing Jing Ge's increasingly cold face, Xia Chanwu couldn't help but pull his sleeve.

Later, if she really provokes him, she won't be able to go back alive.

I learned from Judge Shen that the father and son have always been at odds, but I didn't expect it to be true, Jing Ge's attitude towards his father was really cold, but when he thought that the war of words he provoked was for himself, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Look at the one on the side again, fortunately, it doesn't seem to be angry, at least it's a calm bag.

"Gore. Do you know where these grievances come from? Between the words, Emperor Fengdu approached Jing Ge and said word by word: "For two hundred years, you have been able to stay in the Yang World unharmed, let me ask, what is maintaining your cultivation?" ”

"So......" Emperor Fengdu paused and looked to Jing Ge's side: "Cicada Dance, you still need to obtain the second positive energy in order to completely liberate the beings who are suffering for it. ”

"So what am I going to do...... Feed? What are you doing! Before she could finish asking, a certain girl felt her body lean, and then she was dragged to the outside of the seventh hall.

"Come with me, you don't have to endure so much for them."

There are many strong people in the underworld with high mana and cultivation, but they let a woman who has no power to stand up for them, and they think of it!

A hell flower has already made her suffer so much, who knows what suffering will await her next. This stupid woman, with such a weak strength, still thinks of saving others without her own strength? It's really stupid to do.

When they stepped out of the gate of the seventh hall, the voice of Emperor Fengdu came from the air: Cicada Dance, Ge'er, the second positive energy, great love, is in the hell of flowers and gravel here, and only when you get it, can all beings be freed from suffering.

At this time, in the seventh hall, the shadow of Emperor Fengdu and the judge Shen had long been gone, and at the same time, the eternal screams and scoldings in hell reappeared like ghosts.

"The second positive energy?"

Ignoring the sounds around her, which made people sound extremely uncomfortable, Xia Chanwu began to think about the words of Emperor Fengdu in her mind.

"Cicada Dance." This stupid woman was really obsessed, and Jing Ge couldn't help but get angry: "That's not your business, let's go." As he spoke, he pulled her up and summoned his hearse.

"Wait a minute, Jingge." Seeing this scene, Xia Chanwu slammed his hand away: "You go, I'm going to the hell of flowers and gravel to get the second positive energy and save those yin who are suffering because of us." ”

"Don't go." Jing Ge stepped forward and grabbed her, pounding the hand at the side of his body, slowly bending with the uncontrollable flow of air in his body, and finally clenched into a fist.

Is this woman brainbroken? But in the little hell where she was tortured, everyone was afraid to avoid it, and she was the only one who squeezed in with her head sharpened.

"Listen to me, there are laws in the underworld, and there are some things that you can't reverse alone, so let it develop."

"Jingge! Shut up! ”

Xia Cicada Dance really hates this, full of big truths, but a place that is more selfish than a selfish person: "What do you mean by having your own laws?" What does it mean to develop from it? Is the law you are talking about the law of the jungle? What do you mean by developing from it, that is, watching others suffer and not paying a blind eye?

In order to achieve one's own goals, can one step on the freedom of others at will, deprive others of their right to live, and even do not hesitate to use other people's lives to achieve one's own cultivation?

How can such a hell and such a ruler be admired by the world? How could his subjects willingly obey him? ”

"Cicada Dance, you ......" Her words were sharp, and he was speechless. However, it was his original intention to ensure that she would not be hurt again: "Yes, maybe you are right. But do you know what kind of state it is in the hell of flowers and rubble? Do you know what kind of pain you will endure next? ”

"No matter what I have to face after entering, I want to get the second positive energy and never back down." Xia Cicada Dance replied loudly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Okay, I'll go with you."