Chapter 173: Poor Hip Hop: Male God, Million Pets! (49)

Bloody City didn't speak, took a deep look at her, turned around to break through the void, and disappeared.

At this time, only Yinling and Weak were left in the room.

The only difference is that weakness has become paralysis.

In the human world, fairy bones are forcibly taken out and destroyed......

This person is also wasted!

The weakness and pain were already unconscious, and his eyes were scattered and confused.

The whole person is like a born puppy, lying on the ground, arching little by little.

Smelling the sweet fragrance, he arched his head and crawled towards Yinling.

Yinling: ???

She's so scared!

This girl arches like maggots.

Is she going to kick this thing out the door?

Look down and stare at the top of the weak plush head.

"This princess is your enemy, and it's useless for you to touch porcelain in front of me, brother, I don't have any money."

I don't know if she understands it, but she turns around and explores somewhere else, snorting in her mouth.

"Hmm..."

Voices are muffled.

Yinling didn't know what she was talking about, so she grabbed her by the back collar with one hand, and then lifted the person under the dining table and buckled it to prevent her from crawling.

Sitting at the head of the bed, he looked fixedly at the Kamigachain.

"Cuckold, can you go?" Yinling was tired.

A horse that annoys when he sees the chain on his feet.

[No, ▼ dish ▼#)]

[Bound by the chain of gods, this system can't take you away]

Yinling: "......" useless thing!

Bloody City came to the underworld, and at that time, Chi Du led people and rushed straight into the Hades Palace.

Most of the Yin soldiers in the underworld have been wiped out, and now there are only a few ghosts who can still speak well.

These ghosts run between the human realm and the underworld.

Specializing in the extradition of souls.

It can also be called a soul ferryman.

"My lord, I didn't find the Hades here."

"I don't have it here, my lord, are these two people lying to us?"

The right-hand man of the decisive dynasty, the dynasty Ma Dai, respectfully repays.

"Liar?" The eyes are gloomy, the face is full of sickness, the eye circles are dark, and the temperament is decadent and evil.

He turned his head, his eyes staring blankly and coldly at the black and white impermanence.

"Ahh We didn't lie to you, we really didn't lie to you. ”

"A hundred years ago, the King of Hades said that he was going to retreat, and the underworld knows it!"

Black and white impermanence two...... Oh no, the two ghosts hugging each other.

Tears and trembling.

This killing god, huh, so scared.

"What does that mean- you don't know?" Decisive black eyes, flashing red.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile.

"Uh-huh, I don't know, we really don't know." Black and white impermanence nodded like pounded garlic.

He picked up the giant axe that flashed with cold light and smiled: "Since you don't know, then kill it." ”

Black and white impermanence stared at them stunned, looking at the giant axe that slashed towards their foreheads, and their whole body went limp.

The legs seemed to have been drained of strength, and they were still cold to the bones.

"Whew-"

A red light flashed from the blade of the giant axe, making a hoarse sound.

He paused, raised his eyes and rolled his eyes.

A strange wind blew over.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he knelt down on one knee: "Welcome to the Lord." ”

This time, a large area of the Shura clan was brushed together, and they also knelt down and shouted.

Bloody City suddenly appeared, glancing at everyone.

His gaze fell on Chi Duel, and he paused for a second.

Then, his gaze fell on black and white impermanence.

"Where is Feng Bi'an in retreat?"

Black and white impermanence shook his legs.

"There... That room ......"

A word trembling and stammering.

Bloody City retracted his gaze and appeared in front of a room called the Relic Immortal Pavilion.

Swinging open the door, he went in and walked around.

Searching inch by inch, it seems to be looking for something.

Finally, he stood in front of a mirror and looked at a manjushwa hanging above him.

Tilting his head, he pulled off the flower unpleasantly.

Then, fold it to a pulp.

At the same time, a little white light suddenly burst out of the flowers!

He instantly raised his hand to grab it, but found that the white light was very spiritual dodge, and then flew out of the pavilion anxiously.

Bloody City's eyes lifted slightly, and he flicked his fingers......