"He said, as soon as Xie Bi'an comes out, it will inevitably be a river of blood and the heavens and the earth will be turned upside down, do you understand?" Yue Rong stopped and asked him, "So, do you want Xie Bi'an to come out?" ”

Even if the world is full of blood and the hell is turned upside down, do you want Xie Bi'an to come out?

Yue Rong's hand was on his white moon blade, and his face was calm and calm, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Mo Yu only felt a chill on his body, and his brain was a little chaotic, he could understand every word that Yuerong said, but when those words were combined, he seemed to be a little incomprehensible.

Yue Rong's cold eyes stared straight at him, and his face was a misty white mist, stubbornly waiting for him to answer.

Mo Yu's body cooled down a little, he looked at Yue Rong, as if he saw something in his gaze, and his back straightened: "You"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a string of crisp bells ringing.

Gently, if there is nothing to provoke people's nerves, in the nineteenth layer of hell that does not see the light of day, it sounds particularly weird.

Yue Rong was obviously stunned, and her face was a little uncertain.

Mo Yu's attention was distracted a little, and his face tightened, and his hearing was improved to the extreme.

"That's ...... Bell? After waiting for a while, the voice didn't sound again, and Yue Rong couldn't help asking.

Mo Yu nodded slightly, and the tension between the two of them was pressed down, and they tacitly agreed with each other not to mention that stubble again, but as if it had never happened.

Mo Yu said: "How can there be a bell here? ”

The nineteenth layer of hell in the Netherworld, any layer may have such a thing, but the nineteenth layer, it is absolutely impossible, especially when the nineteenth prince is sleeping.

Yue Rong and Mo Yu glanced at each other, obviously realizing that something was wrong.

At this moment, another series of light and faint bells rang.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell."

The sound is empty and distant, as if it has penetrated countless years before it comes to the ear, deliberately hooking people to listen, and before you know it, even the soul will calm down, and only follow the frequency of the bell.

Yue Rong and Mo Yu moved almost at the same time, and the two figures swept towards the east like lightning, and Yue Rong's aura was instantly suppressed.

Ten thousand ghosts cried, the yin wind gusted, and in the blink of an eye, they recruited the dragon within a radius of ten miles.

The sound of the bell was still unhurried, swaying gently, and I couldn't feel the murderous aura and shock of Yue Rong at all.

Yue Rong's face became more solemn, and the soul chain on Mo Yu's wrist was also tightened, and both of them seemed to kill the place where the bell sounded.

"There." Mo Yu's eyes were sharp, and he saw a golden bell at a glance in the hazy white mist, and immediately said.

The bell hung in the air, and there was no ghost around it, and it rang according to the rhythm, as if someone had programmed it to occur spontaneously and spontaneously.

As soon as Mo Yu reached out his hand, the soul chain automatically extended, and the bell was hooked back with a brush.

Mo Yu pinched the golden bell and looked back and forth, but he didn't see anything famous, so he was reached out by Yue Rong to take it.

Yue Rong also looked back and forth twice, and then said: "It looks like it's just an ordinary bell, if you want to say something special, it's probably that the sound is a little far away." ”

After thinking about it, he smiled again: "No one wants to rely on this bell to wake up the people who are suppressed inside...... Tsk, it's too whimsical. ”

As he spoke, he put the bell in his sleeve, looked around again, and said, "How long has it been, and there will be moths in hell again."

Mo Yu quietly searched everywhere and found nothing, so he nodded and said, "Be careful, the Nineteen Mansion Monarchs can't go out again." ”

Yue Rong hummed and didn't speak again.

He looked at Mo Yu, but saw that Mo Yu's eyebrows gradually calmed down, and walked towards the huge Lingxiao Palace.

Yue Rong's eyes drooped slightly, and she walked behind him.

Time passed quietly, and after their figures completely disappeared into the ethereal white mist, it was a while before a figure slithered over.

It was a man with an overly delicate face, even a little girl-like, with half-length hair and a pair of cat-like round eyes with a slight amber tinge.

The man looked up at the empty air, frowned slightly, subconsciously reached out to grab his hair, and muttered, "Trouble...... Before the man woke up, the bell was lost. ”

On the other side, in the depths of the empty and cold palace, in the huge Buddha and Demon Two-color Lotus, someone put his hands on his chest and lay quietly in the two-colored stamen.

The petals were tightly closed, but there was no darkness inside the petals, and the man who was lying in the center of the stamen with his eyes closed flickered from time to time, reflecting the evil and cold face, which was a little weird for no reason.

A vague voice came from outside the Lingxiao Palace, vaguely the two were talking, the sound was washed through the air layer by layer, and only a few sounds came in, vaguely ringing in the man's ears.

The man lay motionless, as for all the days and nights that had preceded him, as indifferent, as dead as silence.

It was as if the bells that had been ringing in his ears day and night had not reached the Buddha and Demon Lotus at all.

The golden light flowed over the man's body little by little, and finally crawled from his chest to his cheeks, and the cold and evil face was also reflected a little.

The face with the eyes closed, slowly, showed a smile.

But if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be, it seems that the slightly upturned corners of the lips have been the arc from the beginning, and they have never changed.

……

It seems that a long time has passed, but the dungeon is still barren, and only lonely ghosts can be seen from afar.

Bai Tang dumped the white soup balls that wanted to run out to catch ghosts and stuff them between his teeth, stuffed them into his pocket, and gave it a strong moral education.

"The underworld has become this virtue, and you still go to eat its ghosts? My conscience is very bad! This is unacceptable, do you understand white rice balls? Take care of the weak! ”

Bai Tangyuan struggled to pop his head out of his pocket, shook his head and said, "They are not weak at all, they are stronger than the human world." ”

Bai Tang continued to flicker without any psychological burden, and said: "Ghosts are a common species in the world, and the Difu is a cherished species, so it's different...... Well, even if the underworld was full of ghosts before, now ghosts have to be given the title of a rare species. ”

Bai Tangyuan twisted his neck and looked around, looking very unconvinced.

Bai Tang suppressed strongly: "Be honest, little cub, don't you remember how much trouble you have caused here?" Those gentlemen are so worried about you, if you toss again, maybe how many people will come to arrest you. ”

While talking to Bai Tangyuan, he walked towards the sixth layer of hell Mo Yu must be there, he wants to supervise the forging of the retrospective mirror, so he can only go to the sixth layer of hell to gamble on Yue Rong.

It has been more than half a month since there was no news of Mo Amnesty, Bai Tang didn't show it on his face, but he really couldn't let go of it in his heart, the gate of heaven had just opened, and this stall was too sensitive.

Although Zhong Kui's death in Kunlun has little to do with Mo Yu, in case they feel it

What if he doesn't do things well?

There are so many lying in and out of the underworld, it is enough for Bai Tang to see a little Mo pardon in the underworld, and there is no backup.

Then he has to be this powerful backup, Bai Tang thought, there is no more considerate and powerful roommate than him.

Thinking that he wants to be someone else's backstage, the little cub in his pocket is of great use, and if he doesn't agree with him, he will put the little thing out and Huo Huo again, and he won't believe it, and there are still people who dare to easily touch his family's ink god.

Bai Tang's gaze at Bai Tangyuan became softer and softer, but Bai Tangyuan didn't feel his kindness at all, and was still recalling the trouble with a snake head, and he almost remembered it, so he said: "Don't be afraid, that person is not fierce at all, and the pen holder on the table is not high, I can climb out at once." ”

The words are still very proud, and even the tail is snapping.

Bai Tang was amused by its faceless appearance, and felt that this little thing was a little crooked, how could he say that? Yes, no reverence!

So he taught: "You've only met a few people, the last time the Yama Heavenly Son put you in the pen holder didn't care about you, he really cares, just like you, a slap can kill you." ”

Bai Tangyuan didn't believe in being slapped to death, so the road behind was a strong discussion between the two of them on "whether they can call death and how to call death".

In the middle of the excitement, I saw Bai Tangyuan's neck tilted, his vertical pupils glowing, and he saw that he was stretching his neck to the side like a rare thing, and the small claws like small meat particles were tightly clasping Bai Tang's body in Bai Tang's pocket.

"There, there, for nothing, there's good stuff!" It was like seeing Zhu Bajie of ginseng fruit, and his saliva was going to stay, shouting vigorously

If it weren't for Bai Tang's tutor Yan, it might also be because he quickly pinched Bai Tangyuan's tail that quickly sprang out, and Bai Tangyuan could paste that person's face in one fell swoop, although the "ginseng fruit" was still a thousand meters away.

Bai Tang raised his eyelids and glanced at it, feeling that the person was indeed not in the same system as hell, but he himself was not a serious hell person, and he didn't meddle in his affairs, but he still seemed to be walking in his direction slowly.

The closer it was, the person's appearance became clearer, and Bai Tangyuan became more and more excited, if Bai Tang hadn't covered it in his pocket, it would have been able to flow to the ground.

When the general passed by, Bai Tangyuan frantically pulled Bai Tang's pocket, and his mouth was humming, and his little claws could grab the sky.

Bai Tang "rarely" saw that it was impatient to this point, and couldn't help but glance at the man more, but saw that he had beautiful eyebrows, a delicate face, but an obvious Adam's apple on his neck, and he was a man.

If you have to find an adjective from the beautiful words, Bai Tang feels that the most appropriate is "male and female appearance".

"What's in your pocket?" The man also seemed to feel coveted, and his originally light steps paused and looked towards Bai Tang's pocket.

Bai Tang has always been kind to strangers, even if he meets an unknown person in hell, he immediately smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's a little thing I raised." ”

The man smiled lightly, as if he was a little shy, and said, "Can you let me see it?" It looks at me so hotly that it probably likes me a little...... Few animals like me so much. ”

Bai Tang used his fingers to push back Bai Tangyuan's head that kept poking out again and again, his face was silent, he only smiled kindly, and said: "It's a little afraid of life, and it loves to attack people if it's not careful...... That's right, look at your brother, you don't look like an ordinary ghost, I don't know which monarch is under the throne? ”