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The threat of force from the Underworld worked, and gradually, the opposition became much quieter.

Many people are actually still very unconvinced, and even want to ask for help from the outside world, but now that the entire Netherworld Continent has been sealed by the Netherworld with an enchantment, no one can go out except him.

As for those people in the Heavenly Realm, even if they have already sensed his intention to be independent, there is no rule in the Heavenly Realm that they cannot be independent.

For these, Guzhu doesn't know.

When she came to the Netherworld, after learning that this was the place of the Hades Saint, she didn't worry so much.

So I've been taking her around, taking a good break, and letting her relax a little bit.

Guzhu is not in a hurry to find soul fragments.

Although Killer String didn't tell her about the soul fragment, she could also think that since the master had such a high status on this continent, it shouldn't be difficult to get the soul fragment.

The main thing for them now is to relax, and after a while to get the soul shards, they will enter retreat.

When the time comes, a retreat will be a full 100 years, and 100 years is not a short time.

On this day, Killer String took the lonely bamboo to wander around the Ghost Emperor City.

The two of them are not people who talk much, and they are silent when they walk together, and the atmosphere is a little awkward.

In addition, Guzhu is not interested in shopping or anything, walking on the street, there is no ordinary posture of the little daughter's house, and the scene is slightly condensed.

But after all, this is a time exclusive to the two of them, and in the midst of embarrassment, there is also a harmonious atmosphere.

The two of them walked down the street as if they were walking, and they didn't buy anything.

"Do you have a favorite?" String Killer asked.

Guzhu shook his head.

String pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

The two of them walked around like this, and gradually, the sky darkened.

Looking at the slowly rising moon, the downtown began to hang up the street lamps, and it became more lively.

Facing Guzhu's puzzled eyes, Ji Xian explained: "It's too noisy down there. ”

He couldn't calm down and talk to her, and he couldn't spend the two of them with her.

Gu Zhu glanced at him and didn't say anything.

The two of them walked inside a little bit, sat on the roof, and quietly watched the lively night market below.

After a long silence, Killer suddenly asked, "Do you like this scene?" ”

"Huh?"

I don't know why.

"I mean, do you like this kind of peaceful and happy scene?" String looked into her eyes and asked earnestly.

"It's fine." Guzhu replied.

Whether it is the flames of war or this peaceful and prosperous world, it has nothing to do with her.

She's just an outsider, no matter which of the two worlds she can't fit into, what's the difference to her?

Ji Xian didn't ask anything more, but Gu Zhu suddenly had some doubts, how could he ask like that.

After thinking for a while, it suddenly dawned on him, and then asked, "Isn't there such a scene in the Demon Realm?" ”

Killer laughed mockingly: "Demons? Those people couldn't survive as early as 10,000 years ago, the dead died, the wounded, the captured were all captured, some surrendered, some defected, and now there are no more demons, it is impossible for such a scene to appear. ”

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