"What's the matter?" Feng Qiqi poured himself a cup of cold tea.

The fingers pinching the quilt moved the spiritual power slightly, and the cold tea turned into hot tea, bubbling with miao smoke?

Although the tea is not fragrant enough, let's drink it alive.

And Bo Pu looked at the smoking teacup, his heart moved slightly, he had never eaten hot food, especially such a smoking.

Feng Qiqi looked at Bo Pu's weird eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to drink?" ”

Bo Pu paused for a moment and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly: "No, I just want to ask, has the girl ever seen a bell?" ”

"Bells? What bells? Feng Qiqi's heart moved slightly, but there was no expression on his face.

Bo Pu looked at the expression on Feng Qiqi's face seriously, but didn't notice anything wrong.

Could it be that he was mistaken, but he described it anyway: "A small bell covered with intricate and beautiful patterns. ”

"Oh, I think I've seen it." Feng Qiqi tilted his head and said with a smile.

"Where!" Bo Pu's eyes emitted a fine light, and he looked at Feng Qiqi's face with a hint of anxiety.

Feng Qiqi said indifferently: "In the treasure building, such gold and silver bells with patterns are everywhere, if you like it, I can give you a basket." ”

The corners of Bo Pu's mouth couldn't help twitching, looking at Feng Qiqi's indifferent face, he smiled lightly: "No need, the girl may not have seen it." ”

Feng Qiqi shrugged her shoulders and didn't say anything, but she couldn't help but start scolding in her heart.

"Old man, you bastard, the judges of the underworld have been found, and the bell of your thing can't be hidden!"

The old man shrunk his neck, he really saw the yin qi on the ghost capital, and he died of his mind, the current Feng Qiqi must not be able to keep the bell.

However, he had no intention of handing over the bell, and said with his neck crossed: [No! If you can't hide it, you have to hide it! If this bell is in the world, the first thing to kill you must be the heavenly realm! ]

Feng Qiqi's seven points of smoke are smoking, the old man is a typical one who has fallen on her, and she has been pitted again!

The old man looked at Feng Qiqi's speechless appearance, shrunk his neck, and said bitterly: [This bell, called the soul dementor, is the underworld artifact, the representative of the lord of the underworld, the underworld now has no master, it is the king of the underworld, the judge and Meng Po are three-legged.

But without a serious master, the underworld is becoming more and more declining, and even his position as one of the three realms cannot be maintained, and he can only be attached to the heavenly realm.

What do you think, if you suddenly take out the bell and say that you are the lord of the underworld, then the heavenly realm will recognize the status of one of the three realms of the underworld, the heavenly realm is high, how can you agree to such a thing, the emperor of heaven is not a good thing, think about it and see if you are going to be unlucky! ]

Feng Qiqi was angry, but he couldn't refute the old man's words, so he could only stare at him vigorously.

The old man shrunk his neck and smiled, no longer provoking the angry phoenix.

Feng Qiqi no longer cares about the old man, now that the pros and cons have been analyzed clearly, she can only continue to work hard.

"You took all the ghosts away?" Feng Qiqi raised his eyes and looked at Bo Pu.

"Yes, after all, he is the ghost general of my underworld, and it is not good to stay in the human world all the time." Bo Pu smiled slightly, his eyes were a little intriguing.

When he saw the red thread on the wrist of the ghost capital, he was also surprised, the ghost of the underworld put life and death in the hands of others so easily.