"Boom!" Without hesitation, the soul chain slammed into the door that had fallen into disrepair.

The door shattered, and it was dark inside, and an extremely cold and desperate aura came to the face.

In the endless darkness, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes slowly opening, staring at the figure standing in the faint green light.

……

After walking for about another hour, Bai Tang entered the gate of the Divine Silence Hell.

To be honest, he was a little happy, and when he touched in the desireless black, many red-eyed ghost vines came up to find fault with each other.

He was not polite, and balded the ghost vine that dared to come up, and if it weren't for the fact that these things were specially cultivated by hell, he would have been able to clean up all that piece.

When you meet in the human world, you have to put your strength away, if you are afraid of this and worry about that, you don't care about anything when you get to the underworld, those things are crickets that you can grab in front of him, and you don't think the corpse looks good if you crush it.

Bai Tang was too addicted to hands-on at the threshold, and after entering, he was a little too lazy to move, swaying and looking at those floating Nine Heavens Fallen Souls.

By the way, the salivating white rice balls were pressed to the death, and its bohemian soul was retracted.

There was no way, Bai Tangyuan didn't eat the unlucky passer-by, his eyes were full of resentment, and he was paralyzed into a snake cake halfway, strongly protesting Bai Tang's unconscionable behavior of not giving him ghost hunting.

At this moment, when I saw those fallen souls with pure yin qi, both eyes glowed green.

Bai Tang painstakingly suppressed Bai Tangyuan, and at the same time, he also took the time to ponder his thoughts.

To put it mildly, like fate, he came to this nineteenth layer of hell, as if there was something in the dark to guide him.

At first, he came completely for Mo Yu, but the more he went on, the more he realized that in addition to worrying that Mo Yu would be bullied, he also wanted to come in his own heart.

The further he went, the clearer the idea became, Bai Tang himself was a little confused, as if the consciousness that had long disappeared in his body had left a mark in his heart, that mark was silent on weekdays, but it would give him guidance in a special environment.

What is it exactly? Who was the man who had saved his life several times?

Were the fragmentary memories that had flashed in his dream soul his occasional dreams, or were they memories that someone else had stored in his body?

Lianne's mansion is a relict and independent existence, standing alone in a barren land, surrounded by a large red flower like the ocean, and a long bright red road pressed by magic in the middle.

With every step, you can hear the moans of those souls hidden in the flowers beneath your feet.

Some nerves in Bai Tang's mind seemed to be activated, and some pictures involuntarily appeared, not real, and in a trance, it seemed to be an illusion made by this flower.

He seemed to see a man in a pure white and black-edged official robe, holding a high pointed hat in his hand, turning around twice very disrespectfully, raising his eyebrows slightly, and smiling swaggeringly and ruffianly.

Bai Tang blinked, and the face with the same pair of peach blossom eyes disappeared in front of him like foam, as if it had been punctured by someone's finger.

He rubbed his chest, forcibly pushing the strange sensation in his ribcage down.

The heart was inexplicably clouded, as if it was shrouded in something, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling when he went to shine on the Sansheng Stone, and he felt inexplicable pressure in the hell of God's silence.

That's the pressure that can make people who have no heart and lungs like him, and who are as cheerful and open-minded as him, slowly fall silent.

Bai Tang lightened his steps, stepping on the fiery road of sin, step by step, as if stepping on someone's past, those vivid times are slowly coming from the dusty past for a long time, just waiting for a door to open, can fill the heart like a tide.

"Squeak~yah"

The pure black door was clearly silent, but Bai Tang seemed to hear the sound of the door opening.

He hesitated outside the door, like a cat who knew that there was a great danger inside but did not know whether to probe his brain alive or dead, and from time to time stretched out his little paws to grasp the door, but he never had the courage to step in completely.

Behind him was a misty white mist, and there were silent cold eyes in it, quietly casting their eyes on his back.

Bai Tang took a deep breath, and the emotions that he didn't understand floated in his peach blossom eyes, which were heavy and depressed, so that he couldn't help but look solemn.

Bai Tangyuan stretched his head on his shoulders, a little ignorant and fearless, but the head that had always been a straw bale had a little effect at this time, instinctively did not make a fuss, and only swept Bai Tang's neck with his tail.

"Boom~"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the monster-like door, like someone was helplessly venting their anger.

The suppressed feeling and familiar aura became the last hair added to Bai Tang's guts, he clenched his fists, finally lifted one leg, and stepped firmly into the door.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a slight laugh, and the man, who also had peach blossom eyes, seemed to be standing next to him and entered the door with him.

The heavy black door slammed shut behind him, leaving only the eerie green ghostly lights.

……

"What about people? What about Xie Bi'an? Mo Yu's voice was unprecedentedly sharp, "Xie Bi'an? ”

The empty hall was covered with black vines, and there were also those low-level creatures of hell who had not even been born of intelligence.

The pillars were all gloomy and cold, full of demons and monsters, random graffiti, those graffiti that did not fit in with the hideous grimace.

It was pulled down with a fingernail, and one at a time, it was forcefully carved into a crazy shape.

Yes, despair.

Mo Yu just looked at it, and he felt unbearable, and he couldn't even take out the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys in this ghost body, and he couldn't even hate it...... He was locked up here.

Xie Bi'an loves people like that, how can he endure these loneliness, year after year, how does he suppress those loneliness that can make people crazy, he loves to make noise so much.

"Xie Bi'an!" Mo Yu suddenly spoke, his throat hoarse as if it was rolling in the sand, "You come out, Xie Bi'an!" ”

The coldness on his face was like a thin layer of paper that could be wiped clean with a light poke.

The soul chain went back and forth in the air, killing the black vines like a tide, but he still refused to stop, and ravaged those vines into small pieces of thumb length, as if he wanted to turn out their bone marrow to see if there was a soul named Xie Bi'an hidden inside.

The incessant screams pierced through the eardrums, and the black vines that grew in the depths of the darkness wailed in a variety of voices, rolling up gusts of cold wind.

"Xie Bi'an! Don't hide, I, I see you! He propped up his cold gaze and rummaged through the empty hall little by little, "I see you!" ”

But there was no Xie Bi'an in the hall, only those timeless and worn nicks, like the most ridiculous graffiti of children.

Mo pardoned inch by inch stroke

Every inch in the hall, touching an inch, the heart is cold.

Where...... There is no Xie Bi'an.

Finally, the soul chain even the pillar that coiled around the demon Shura collapsed, and the rumbling sound shattered the silence in the main hall.

Even the chains are like a helpless child who doesn't know what to do, sticking out his head blankly, no matter how fierce and vicious he is, he shows a kind of loneliness.

Yue Rong quietly pressed the white moon blade in his hand, and his mood was a little complicated for a while, thinking, finally he didn't have to go that far.

But what about Xie Bi'an? What about the ghost who was detained in the Lingxiao Underground Palace in the judgment file and was not allowed to see the light of day again?

Although this hall is buried under the evil land, it is only a few thousand years, and it can't be that handsome and handsome person is tortured and disappears, and there is not even a trace of soul left...... But on second thought, it's not impossible, after all, the things here are not good, and they don't have any good intentions for the weakened Yin Spirit.

Over there, Mo Yu was still looking for Xie Bi'an's traces like a madman, and it seemed that he couldn't hear the sound in his ears.

Yue Rong sighed and shouted, "Fan is helpless. ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Yue Rong said to herself: "Fan is helpless, there is no Xie Bi'an here." ”

originally wanted to say "you calm down", but suddenly remembered how pale this sentence was, and even how distracted the person who said it was, and the words on his lips became cold and affirmative "There is no Xie Bi'an here".

"What about Xie Bi'an?" Mo Yu looked back, his eyes like a lone wolf who had lost a cub, "Where did you get him?" ”

His teeth touched his lips, his voice was cold and dry, and he said, "You give me back Xie Bi'an!" ”

With such desperate eyes, the thick-skinned Ruyue Rong couldn't stand it, he staggered his gaze slightly, and said, "I can't help it, no one can give him back to you in this underworld." ”

Mo Yu was angry and asked, "You said at the time, I have saved up enough tasks, so let him go!" What you say! ”

The chain was stretched in the air, and it seemed like it was about to go crazy at any moment.

Yue Rong's white moon blade had to secretly appear in the palm of his hand, he slowly peeled off the cocoon, and said: "He is not here, you should feel it, there is no breath of him here, Lao Fan, you have to accept the reality, Xie Bi'an is not here." ”

Even if he used to be here, he was gone a long time ago, and there was no residual breath here.

Yue Rong knew better than anyone else that Xie Bi'an was not here, but he couldn't tell Mo Yu so bluntly.

After a pause for a long time, he continued with a sigh: "After all these years, carrying his burden on his back should be enough, just treat him as dead." ”

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly resembled a knife scraping bones, as if he could chop people up with his sight: "Nonsense! ”

Yue Rong said calmly: "Although I don't know exactly what it was back then, it was probably not a good thing, Xie Bi'an has never been a petty person, but he turned against you at that time...... The friendship between the two of you back then was not a hundred years and thousands of years that you said, but a thousand years of your true truth...... He was unanimously ordered to die by the princes, even if he escaped death in the end, but a smart person like him naturally knew how much of a hidden danger his existence was, and he didn't even think that he could get out. ”

"It is impossible for the things in this hall to kill Xie Bi'an within a thousand years, if he is not here, then he can only scatter his soul, and he has drawn so many graffiti, but there is not a word left for you...... Fan is helpless, admit it, he doesn't want to stay at all. ”