The heavy rain was falling, Qin Hui held an oil umbrella and looked at Zuo Qianhu with an indifferent face beside him.

"A thousand children, all of whom you personally ordered the city guards to capture! No matter how nice you say, after today, your reputation will stink. For the sake of this emperor's reputation, you are willing to bear this eternal infamy yourself! Is it worth it? ”

Zuo Qianhu looked at the thousands of children who were surrounded together, and after thinking about it, he said indifferently; "There's nothing worthless, my Zuo Ling's reputation doesn't matter. I'm dead, and there will be countless more. But Majesty is different, if Majesty's reputation is bad, then there is no hope for the country. ”

Looking at Zuo Qianhu, who was soaked all over, Qin Hui sneered; "Hopefully! Hehe, that Zhu Yuming is not a fuel-efficient lamp. This matter is thankless, if it really arouses public anger, do you think he will firmly protect you? ”

The rain kept falling on Zuo Qianhu's body, but he didn't care about it. Because he knew that Qin Hui was telling the truth, as long as this turmoil subsided, in order to give everyone an explanation, he could only be the car that was abandoned and the car was handsome. And he also understands that at the end of this heavy rain, it may be the end of his life.

Gently stretched out his hand, looking at the raindrops dripping in his palm, the corners of Zuo Qianhu's mouth rose slightly, as if he remembered something happy.

Looking at Zuo Qianhu's appearance, Qin Hui was a little strange, because this was still Qin Hui, and it was the first time he saw him smiling.

Qin Hui pointed to the children who were crying and shouting the word mother in the audience, and said, "You are a martial artist, you should die at the hands of a stronger person, not die so unexplained!" Zuo Qianhu, you shouldn't meddle in this matter, that Zhu Yuming is not worth it! ”

Zuo Qianhu listened, shook his head and said; "Your Majesty is not thin with me, and the matter of Your Majesty is not something that I, as a courtier, can discuss. I didn't intend to live since I accepted this mission. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who goes to hell! ”

Listening to Zuo Qianhu's words, Qin Hui took out two jars of old wine from the space with a move.

"I like to fight with the masters, if you die, die at my hands. You know, we haven't really competed yet! Those executioners will only insult your identity. ”

After listening to Qin Hui's words, Zuo Qianhu turned his head and looked at him deeply.

"Haha, haha!" Zuo Qianhu laughed and took the wine handed by Qin Hui.

Zuo Qianhu slapped the mud seal on the wine jar, and then collided with the wine jar in Qin Hui's hand, and said; "Well, you're still above me. If I can die at your hands, I can also be blind! And I have no children, and no one will be sad for me as a butcher. ”

Qin Hui took a deep look at Zuo Qianhu, and then the two of them picked up the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp.

While the two were silent, a soldier ran over, knelt on one knee in the rain, and said; "Thousands of households, my subordinates have already counted, a thousand children, one is not a lot."

"Smack!" Zuo Qianhu slammed the wine jar in his hand, then straightened his collar, and said to Qin Hui with a fist; "Lord Qin, please."

Qin Hui listened, threw the invitation in his hand and threw it on the top of the child.

The invitation letter that came to the children's heads emitted a burst of red light, shining on the children. In the red light of the invitation, with a scream, countless arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed at the children.

"Woohoo, woo! Mom, I want Mommy! ”

"Mommy save me! Mommy save me! ”

The children, who were covered by the red light, looked at the outstretched arms on the ground, some screamed, some cried, and some fainted in fright.

There were so many arms sticking out of the ground that it didn't matter how the kids dodged and struggled. In this small red circle of light, there is no way to escape the capture of these arms.

Look at the children who are crying and screaming, and are being pulled into the ground. Zuo Qianhu's cold gaze still revealed a trace of unbearability.

As the arm continued to grasp, when the last child disappeared to the ground, a voice that was both dull and joyful suddenly came out of the aperture.

"The world! It's the taste of the world! Hahahaha! My Montenegro is back again! I'm back again! With the sound of laughter, the ground slowly cracked open a large crack. And in the crack in the ground, two thick skeletal arms stretched out from it.

"Haha, my good nephew, your uncle and I are here!" As soon as the voice fell, the man in the crack in the ground transformed into a huge skeleton wearing a golden crown and a robe. "The old demon of Montenegro in A Chinese Ghost Story is the image of a skeleton, and he is one of the four ghost kings in the city of vain death"

"Uncle, you have such an honor! That's ugly, isn't it? You look like this, my aunts, can you look at you! Qin Hui looked at the skeleton shelf in front of her, and really couldn't figure out what the old demon of Montenegro was doing with this appearance, what was the use of marrying so many concubines.

"Is it by hand?" Qin Hui looked at the long bone fingers of the old demon of Black Mountain and thought maliciously.

After hearing Qin Hui say that he was ugly, the old demon of Montenegro looked at his appearance and said unhappily; "You bastard, how can you talk to your uncle!" After complaining, the old demon of Montenegro laughed again; "But as the saying goes, the thick willow dustpan is a thin willow bucket. Who thinks men are ugly in this world! ”

Qin Hui shook her head helplessly, then pointed to the sky and said; "Uncle, this time you came out, but you want to avenge me! The golden dragon that Pudu Cihang turned into relied on himself to be invulnerable, and chased me like a rabbit chased by a dog. ”

The old demon of Montenegro listened, moved the bones on his body, and said; "Haha, it's easy to say, I haven't eaten dragon meat in so many years! I'm going to meet him and see what he can do, and he dares to chase after my nephew! ”

"Nephew, you wait for the good news from your uncle, your uncle has gone" With a loud shout, the old demon of Montenegro held his robe in his hand and rose to the sky.

"Wow! How did you become Batman! Looking at the posture of the old demon of Black Mountain flying, Qin Hui couldn't help but show an expression that he couldn't bear to watch.

"Something flew up!" Looking at the old demon of Montenegro who came to him, Pudu Cihang, who was calling for wind and rain, stopped his movements and said loudly; "What a heavy yin qi! Who are you? ”

Looking at the golden dragon in front of him, the old demon of Montenegro laughed; "I'm your Black Mountain master, you little dragon actually dare to hurt my nephew! I will drag you to hell and make you live forever and ever, and you will all suffer in the city of vain! ”

"You're an old demon from Montenegro!" When Pudu Cihang heard this, his face changed. Because this old demon of Montenegro is famous, when he didn't enter the underworld to be the king, he was the devil of the dominant side. After being recruited by the underworld, his mana increased greatly. And often on April 7, when the ghost door is wide open, he comes out to suck people's souls. Even the Lanruo Temple, which was originally famous in the world, was also quickly decayed after it was broken.

Thinking of the name of the old demon of Montenegro, Pudu Cihang was a little undecided, because in his mind, even if he had just turned into a golden dragon, he was not sure in his heart that he could defeat this old ghost king who had been at ease for thousands of years.

"You and I don't have river water, why do you come to trouble me?" Pudu Cihang was entrenched in the air and roared loudly.

The old demon of Montenegro looked at the cautious appearance of the golden dragon, and although he showed a smug look, he still said bluntly; "You are chasing my nephew to death, I, who is an uncle, if I don't get an explanation for him, how can I be worthy of my hard-working sister!"

Pudu Cihang turned into the appearance of a monk, and folded his hands; "Your nephew! I think you're mistaken! I've never been to the underworld, and I don't know your nephew at all, so how can I chase after him! ”

The old demon of Montenegro pointed down and roared; "Nonsense! My nephew is down there, and you dare to lie to me! I'm going to drag you to hell! ”

Pudu Cihang looked at the old demon of Montenegro and saw that someone was waving to him below.

Looking at Pudu Cihang's gaze, Qin Hui laughed; "Old centipede, have you had lunch?"

After seeing Qin Hui below, Pudu Cihang took a deep breath and nodded; "In that case, it seems that we have a bad discussion!"

"Haha, come on, let me see what means you little dragon have!" After the old demon of Montenegro finished speaking, he clenched his fists and made a caba caba sound.

The rain doesn't stop, the wind doesn't stop, and the big war is about to break out.