。 In the dark and damp cell, Xun Kui was firmly chained and could not move. At this moment, two men dressed in black cloaks walked in the cell, and the two men kept their heads down, not wanting others to see their faces.

When they came to the king, they raised their hands, and their hands were so thin that the skin and bones were inseparable from each other, and they were like demons from hell, and they could not help but feel fear.

They looked up at him, and the two of them had no facial features, only black, more black than black. No matter how dazzling the light was, there was no trace of light when it came to them. They looked at Xun Kui, took out the powder in their hands, and threw it at him. Xun Kui felt dizzy, and fainted as soon as it was dark in front of him.

When he opened his eyes again, the chains were gone, and he was just given a larger cell. He stood up, first opened the vein, and then rushed towards the cell door, throwing a heavy punch. But the prison door did not move at all, and there was no damage at all. He fists clenched, and he slammed towards the cell door. Punch after punch, and the speed became faster and faster. It went on like this for a while, but the door was not damaged in the slightest. And Xun Kui himself was already sweating profusely, sweat kept dripping on the ground, and he was still panting heavily, and only he knew how rapid his breathing was. It didn't take long for him to slow down before he tried to blast the door open with cannon fire.

At this moment, a pulse beside him knocked him to the ground.

"Old ghost, discipline well, don't let the miscellaneous disturb everyone's dreams." The voice was strong and terrifying, and the tone was full of murderous intent.

Xun Kui got up from the ground and said to him angrily, "Take advantage of the unpreparedness to carry out a sneak attack, don't be ashamed of yourself." ”

"Children, don't be so stubborn, only the living are qualified to speak in this world." This voice was the opposite of the man's voice just now, this voice was old and lifeless.

Xun Kui turned around and saw a thin old man, sitting on the cold ground. Time has also left him with indelible marks like other old men, and he also has a large snow-white and flawless beard. The only difference was that the top of his head was bare, very bright.

Xun Kui was very polite to the old man, and said to him very respectfully: "Old man, you are the old ghost that the man said. ”

Old ghost: "Little ghost, for the sake of your respect for me, I'll help you open the door." ”

He waved his hand, and the door opened. Xun Kui was very puzzled and surprised.

Xun Kui was puzzled: "Old man, what do you mean by this?" ”

Old Ghost: "Don't you want to leave?" Now the door is open! Let's be quiet. But if you go out, it depends on your own ability whether you can go out or not. ”

Xunkui thought to himself, as long as he was fast enough, and it would be impossible for him to sneak attack at that time. After thanking the old ghost, he rushed as fast as he could. But in an instant, he was beaten back!

The old ghost teased: "Why don't you give up my old man, he is back again." ”

But when he looked beside him, he didn't see him. but appeared in a place where it shouldn't be, in front of the eyes of the searcher. Xun Kui couldn't believe that such a scrawny old man would have such a terrifying speed. He hesitated, but he didn't intend to give up just like that. He was attached to the extreme, and he threw this punch at him with all his might.

The old ghost didn't dodge either, and swung his fist to meet it. The two fists collided, kicking up dust on the ground. According to common sense, after receiving this blow, the bones should have turned into powder. But the old ghost looked lazy, and mocked: "Little ghost just has this strength? I can't even have the strength of an old man, and I still want to get out. Dream on! He struck his left fist at Xun Kui's abdomen, and Xun Kui reacted quickly to catch it. But the old ghost pushed his knee against his chin again, and he collapsed in a flash. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, trying to get up and fight again. Before he could stand up, he was kicked to the ground. The old ghost grabbed him by the throat and lifted it up like a chick.

The old ghost changed his lazy attitude and said very fiercely: "The little ghost also wants to get out of hell with your ant-like strength?" It's a fantasy joke. If you want to get out in this hell, you can only rely on strength to speak, and the weak have no right to speak. It's also fair here, as long as you're standing in the arena, you're in heaven and you're respected, but if you're lying on the stage, you're in hell, not even a dog. Do you understand? ”