Chapter 290: The One-Horned Ghost King of Tragedy
After Mo Feng and Qingnu's figures appeared in the central square in the center of the capital city, they all looked around curiously. [with _ dreams] ะต
The young girl couldn't help but sigh
"I haven't been to the underworld for many years, but I don't think about it, but a lot of changes have happened."
This is the truth, because the current underworld is very much in line with the development of the upper yang world, and even most of the ghosts are wearing uniforms.
Many yin officials are also in suits and leather shoes!
Therefore, the underworld is also very close to the modernization of the yang world!
Mo Feng glanced at the young girl and said
"Leave this alone, who do you think we should go to first?"
After all, she is the goddess of justice, although she is only a god in the yang world, but after all, she is also an immortal ten thousand years ago, and she also knows the situation very well about some of the systems of the underworld.
And her capital is here, Mo Feng still thinks it's better to listen to her opinion.
After thinking about it, the young girl said, "According to King Yama's guess, there are people in this underworld who are ambitious and want to take advantage of the upcoming crisis between the two realms to gain greater power...... Then most likely, it is the other nine halls of Yama. โ
Mo Feng nodded and said, "It makes sense, it's true, if you get the king of Yama down, the other nine Yamas are most likely to ascend the throne."
I believe that apart from them, no one in this underworld dares to have such courage to covet the position of King Yama, or even move him. โ
The young girl said, "That's right, so let's start with these Nine Palaces Yama." โ
This time, the underworld sent deaf and yin soldiers to look for trouble at the heavenly machine. Mo Feng came to the underworld to trouble them for an explanation, which is also natural and reasonable.
A smile appeared on Mo Feng's face, which was exactly what he meant.
Originally, if the underworld didn't take the initiative to find trouble, Mo Feng would definitely not get involved, and in this matter, he would not have the opportunity to help the king of Yama.
But now, that mysterious guy actually sent Yin soldiers and his subordinates to Tianji to find trouble, which naturally gave Mo Feng a reason.
So, Mo Feng and Qingnu looked at each other and smiled, and then the two looked at the ten huge palaces in the distance.
The ten palaces belonged to the ten Yamas, and the fifth palace belonged to the king of Yamas.
The king of Yama is among the ten halls of Yama in the underworld, ranking in the fifth hall, and is known as the king of Yama.
The names of the ten halls of Yama are the first hall of Qin Guang King, the second hall of Chujiang King, the third hall of the Song Emperor, the fourth hall of the official king, the fifth hall of the Yama King, the sixth hall of the Bian Cheng King, the seventh hall of the King of Taishan, the eighth hall of the city king, the ninth hall of the equal king, and the ten halls of the wheel king.
Among them, if it is about power, except for the king of Yama, the king of Qin Guang and the king of Chujiang have the greatest power.
So, Mo Feng and Qingnu flew towards the first of the ten palaces.
The first one is the palace of King Qin Guang.
In a few flickeres of their bodies, Mo Feng and Qingnu stood outside the palace of King Qin Guang.
This palace of King Qin Guang is vast and shocking, full of majesty and deterrent power.
If an ordinary strong person comes here, just being coerced by this giant hall can be shocked and obedient.
But Mo Feng and Qingnu are not ordinary people after all, standing outside this palace, the two of them have no pressure.
Even Mo Feng sneered and said
"This palace is majestic and domineering, full of majesty, but I don't know what the character of the owner in it is."
Next to her, the young girl said, "Go in and take a look, and you'll know." โ
Mo Feng nodded, and together with the young girl, his body slowly floated towards the palace of King Qin Guang!
The entrance outside the main hall is heavily guarded.
One of the ghostly monsters stepped forward and looked at Mo Feng and Qingnu.
This monster has a green face and fangs, is three or four meters tall, and has an extremely strong body.
At first glance, I thought it was a monster.
But if you look closely, this appearance is indeed very consistent with the primitive ghost difference of the underworld, that is, the kind with green faces and fangs.
It's just that this ghost is a little special, on its head with green fangs, there is actually a horn, a bit like a rhinoceros horn, there is only one!
Mo Feng took a closer look and found that the horns on the monster's head seemed to have a few broken marks, a bit like they were reconnected later.
I can't help but feel funny in my heart, if it's broken, it's broken, why do you still connect it? Don't you feel awkward?
Besides, it looks like it's not strong, right?
Mo Feng was thinking about it, and the blue-faced and fanged one-horned ghost roared at Mo Feng and said
"Who is in front, this place is the palace of King Qin Guang, why don't you leave quickly? Otherwise, my one-horned ghost king will eat you in one bite! โ
Mo Feng frowned and said, "One-horned ghost king? Your horn is all broken and re-stained, right? I'm embarrassed to call the one-horned ghost king......"
As soon as Mo Feng said this, the one-horned ghost king's serious expression suddenly collapsed, and he said with a disgusting look on his face
"You...... You...... Can we not mention the broken horns? That's a ...... No, it's two unbearable memories! โ
Mo Feng was speechless for a moment, and he didn't bother to say more.
And the one-horned ghost king also seemed to be very angry because Mo Feng said that it had broken its horns, and roared angrily
"Boy, if you say that I have broken my horn today, I will make your soul fly away......"
When the words fell, it held a sledgehammer in its hand and smashed it at Mo Feng.
Mo Feng sneered, and when the one-horned ghost king approached, he kicked its sledgehammer away.
The next moment he raised his kick and kicked it at its horn.
But before he could kick it, he heard the one-horned ghost king shout "Be merciful at your feet......
At that time, Mo Feng's feet were only 0.01 cm away from the horn of the one-horned ghost king.
Maintaining this posture, Mo Feng looked at the one-horned ghost king speechlessly.
And what made him even more speechless was that he found that there were two lines of tears on the fanged face of the one-horned ghost king.
Mom, is this something sad that reminds it? As for such an exaggeration?
Seeing the one-horned ghost king's gloomy expression slowly solidify, he immediately looked up at the cloudy sky at forty-five degrees, and said in an extremely deep and heartbreaking voice
"Once, there was a complete horn growing on my head, I didn't cherish it, until it was kicked off by a little Taoist, I regretted it, and the most regrettable thing in the world is nothing more than this......
Later, it took a lot of effort for me to glue it on. But unexpectedly, I encountered another zombie. He kicked me again, and I ran home crying and glued it back again.
If Heaven could give me a chance to do it all over again, I would definitely say three words to you, don't kick it...... If I had to add a deadline, I would like it to be...... 10,000 years......
The one-horned ghost king said very sincerely, but Mo Feng's goosebumps fell to the ground......
"I'll fuck your uncle......"
Mo Feng scolded, and immediately kicked down!
The one-horned ghost king was forced at that time, looked at Mo Feng, and then looked at the one-horn that was broken from his head again and fell to the ground, blinked a pair of copper bell eyes, and said
"Dry ...... Why? Don't kick my horns......"