Chapter Thirty-Eight: Meng Po Yama King Suo Yin Dart
Jiang Hao immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes!" β
"Bring it." The old lady spread out her hands.
"That's right...... That, Yin Dart, to ......" Jiang Hao was at a loss, and he was entrusted by someone but couldn't deliver it, how to explain it?
"Grandma, the Yin Dart has been taken away for the time being, can we bring it again next time?" Xiao Jin hurriedly answered.
"I thought that the person who finally waited for the dart exchange would not have thought that you would joke with the old lady and me!" The old lady suddenly showed a fierce light, her blood-red fangs were about to move, and she locked her eyes on Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin, "Since the yin dart can't be brought, you can accompany the old lady and me to the underworld to wait!" β
As soon as the words fell, the old lady's right hand and neck stretched out two meters away, and just as she was about to touch Xiao Yuan and Xiao Jin, Jiang Hao swung the sword of the gods over.
"Don't hurt my son and sister!"
Whewββ
Cyan blood spurted all over the ground.
The eerie old lady's head and arms rolled to the ground, and her body was still floating straight in the air.
Qi Xiaoming and Yu Wenke were so frightened that their legs weakened, and they hugged each other, just seeking a sense of security.
Xiao Yuan frowned, looked at her senior brother and hurriedly shook her head.
Xiao Jin was so frightened that he quickly hid behind Uncle Whitehead.
"You are bold! Do you know who I am, old lady? The old lady's body hurriedly floated to the place where her hand was broken, and finally put her hand together, and floated above the head that fell, and she lifted her severed head with both hands, and said with her mouth, "Old lady, I can't help Qiao Meng Po also!" Today, you charlatans broke the promise of the yin and yang dart and hurt me, see if I don't tear your soul to pieces! β
"This kind of threatening words are useless to me!" Jiang Hao crossed his hands in front of his chest and smiled: "Meng Po? How can you say that you also have a position in the underworld, does your Hades know that you have come to the mortal world to dart? β
The reason why he dared to speak to Meng Po like this was because he remembered that when he was in the Eastern Earth Continent, the king of Hades had to respect the guardians of the human race for three points, not to mention the bridge keepers who were much smaller than the king of Hades.
"Make your kid arrogant!" The old lady finally put the separated head back on her neck, but unfortunately it was reversed, and the back was under her face, which looked funny and terrible.
Jiang Hao's sword pointed directly at Meng Po and said, "Grandma, I'm just arrogant, what's wrong with you?" If you want to hurt my son and sister, even if the king of Hades comes, I will do the same! β
After finishing speaking, a drought thunder shook the sky.
The earth rumbles, and the mountains shake.
"Jiang Hao, you don't even care about this king?" A black palanquin rose from the ground, and the majestic and soul-stirring sound came from inside the palanquin.
"Hey, I'll go, really called the king of Hades too?" Qi Xiaoming shuddered.
"You can't talk about people during the day, you can't talk about ghosts at night, and if you say anything, we won't be in danger, right?" Yu Wenke leaned close to Qi Xiaoming, "What, I want to ask if you have bought accident insurance?" If we are scared to death, will the insurance company have to accompany us? β
Swirling black smoke hovered around the sedan chair, and it was particularly clear under the night sky, because the sedan chair kept flashing with a dazzling red light.
Yu Wenke and Qi Xiaoming no longer let go of themselves, their endless quarrels and bickering ended, and the two guys who didn't like each other looked at each other like good brothers who had been lost for many years at the moment, their frightened looks, movements, and even their breathing were synchronized.
Jiang Hao was quite familiar with Hades' voice at first glance, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be a little different from what he had heard before.
Although he had forgotten a lot of his mana and method memories, when smokeless appeared, the memories of his previous life and before the time travel were like puzzle pieces buried underground, slowly surfacing and slowly recombining.
He searched for everything about Hades in the memory puzzle, yes, the tone and momentum were indeed Hades', but something was wrong?