In this area, all the activities are ghosts and messengers of the underworld.

Ling Yao was also coming to this place for the first time, and it was very unfamiliar everywhere, but when she saw a lot of familiar names, she could roughly guess one or two.

Suddenly, two messengers from the underworld came to him, Shang Ember paused and asked, "Two messengers, where are the two messengers, can you tell us?" ”

The two messengers of the underworld looked at Ling Yao and Shang Ember.

"Who are you two and what are you here for?"

"I am from the Demon Realm, this is my Master, from the Heavenly Realm."

Shang Ember briefly introduced.

The two messengers of the underworld spoke their dialects, but strangely enough, Ling Yao and Shang Ember could understand them.

"It's strange that a celestial realm and a demon realm have become masters and apprentices!"

"yes, isn't that embarrassing?"

"Is that how you use it?"

"Leave it alone if I'm using it right or not, you almost know what I mean, do you want to tell them where the drunks are?"

"It's better to say goodbye, the devil knows if they are really from the heavenly realm and the demon realm."

The two muttered in dialect, thinking that Ling Yao and Shang Ember couldn't hear clearly.

Who knows, the next second Shang Ember said: "I can understand what you two are saying, don't speak your dialect." ”

The two messengers of the underworld had shocked expressions on their faces.

"What, you understand us?"

"Of course, your dialect is not much different from what we speak!"

Shang Ember said helplessly.

Did these two messengers of Hades take them for fools?

The dialects are all so perfunctory.

It's better to speak the same language directly as them, their dialect is really redundant.

"You guys die, we won't take you to Xudu, but not everyone can enter Xudu."

"Even if I don't look at your identity."

Disdain was written on the faces of the two messengers of the underworld.

Shang Ember looked at the attitude of the two, and his fists instantly hardened.

"You two!" Why do you want to beat people up so much?

Damn it!

"What's wrong with the two of us? You're still trying to hit us?"

One of the messengers of the underworld spoke, holding out a white demon-beating stick in his hand.

Without saying a word, he hit Shang Ember.

The ghost stick is useful for ghosts, but for normal demons and gods, it is just an ordinary wooden stick.

Shang Ember raised his hand, and the ghost beating stick was held tightly by him, his face turned pale, and he snatched the ghost beating stick from the hand of the messenger of the underworld.

He said in a cold voice: "You want to hit me with a ghost stick?" ”

"Are you alright?"

"I'm a demon, how can I be afraid of your ghost stick?"

Shang Ember snatched the ghost beating stick and hit the messenger of the underworld twice with the ghost beating stick.

The messenger of the underworld jumped to his feet in pain and screamed.

When another messenger from the underworld saw this, he immediately sent a signal for the other messengers of the underworld to come and help.

"Why are you still shaking? Can't beat me? ”

Shang Ember played with the ghost-beating stick in his hand, with a cynical smile on his handsome face, like a ruffian.

That's probably what the ruffians look like.

Ling Yao silently watched everything that was happening in front of her, and did not stop it.

These messengers of the underworld were no match for Shang Ember.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen messengers from the underworld to surround him with ghost-beating sticks.

"What's going on here?"

The messenger of the underworld who came to support asked, only to see a man in a red robe holding a ghost-beating stick in his hand.

The man had a handsome face and a pair of beautiful fox eyes, and he was smiling faintly at this time.

"These two guys are going to Xudu, if we don't tell them, they will go and beat us!"

The messenger of hell complained.

When Shang Ember heard this, he showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect that your envoys from the underworld still fabricated the facts, it's really ridiculous, I just asked you a question, if you want to say it, you can say it, don't say pull it down, and now bite back and say that we will beat you?" ”

"Don't call it a messenger of the underworld, change it to a netherworld thing."

Shang Ember opened his mouth with an unhappy face.

The messenger of the underworld who came to support chose to believe the words of his own people, pointed at Shang Ember and said, "You dare to insult our envoy of the underworld, brothers, give him some color." ”

"Yes!"

The messenger of the underworld answered, his eyes full of anger.

Any ghost must be respectful when they see them, and no one dares to mock them.

The man in front of him was ashamed to insult them, so don't blame them for being polite.

Seeing that there were many people, Ling Yao asked, "Do you need my help?" ”

"Master, just watch from the side and see what I do with them."

Shang Ember clenched the ghost beating stick in his hand, his face was gloomy, and he continued: "Since they said that we beat them, then I will beat them and show them." ”

You can't be slandered in vain.

When he beat the messenger of the underworld, he was just fighting back.

These envoys from the underworld didn't pay attention to Shang Ember at all, and pounced on the ghost-beating stick in their hands.

The corners of Shang Ember's mouth were hooked, and his figure was ghostly, calmly coping.

Front, back, left and right, all of them are messengers of the underworld.

Seeing them pounce, he flew up directly at the last moment, causing the messengers of the underworld to pounce in the air, and their own people hit their own people.

After reacting, I realized that I had hit the wrong person.

Looking back, I found that Shang Ember had already flown into the sky.

The messenger of the underworld was unwilling to be played, and also flew into the sky and fought against Shang Ember.

But Shang Ember is more powerful than them, and more flexible than them.

The messengers of Hades could not catch up at all.

Seeing that the messenger of the underworld was exhausted and out of breath, Shang Ember's face finally showed a satisfied look.

Said slowly: "Keep coming, you won't be able to do it, right?" ”

These messengers of the underworld are really powerless, and they don't bother to chase after the embers of business.

"You're useless!"

Shang Ember looked at these tired messengers of the underworld, and his mouth was unforgiving.

There seemed to be some relief in his heart.

When he was a child, he was kicked out by the messenger of the underworld, and the messenger of the underworld also said at that time, useless little waste.

He was useless waste at that time, and after many years, he came again.

This time, he's no longer some useless little piece of waste.

He can play these messengers of the underworld around, or he can beat them severely.

In fact, he also understood that he would definitely not find his mother in the underworld at that time, and it was normal that he would be kicked out.

Nowadays, he is no longer a useless little waste!

Turning around, Shang Ember said to Ling Yao, "Master, let's go to the capital by ourselves, we will always find it." ”

"Okay."

Ling Yao responded.

Shang Ember threw the ghost beating stick to the messenger of the underworld just now, and scolded: "You are really too weak, practice hard." ”

He didn't call them shit!

The messenger of the underworld caught the ghost beating stick and watched the two figures leave.

What are these two going to do?