Chapter 280: The Ghost Messenger of Sorrow

The two soul-harvesting envoys wept bitterly.

The ghost who has been detained for thousands of years, but I didn't expect to kick the iron plate this time. It's still an iron plate that even the Netherworld Emperor is in awe.

"What else?" Feng Xiaoqiang's voice was slow.

"And?" The two soul-collecting envoys were a little confused. Didn't they do that?

Feng Xiaoqiang pulled them closer again. Along with the soul qi on the soul chain, it is leaking out.

"You've taken a lot of benefits from the Jizo Prison inmates, haven't you? Didn't you help them harm the female soul? ”

Thump! The two soul collectors quickly knelt down. Instantly I felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.

I'm waiting for them here. I can't admit it.

The two ghost envoys quibbled desperately. The more quibble, the faster the soul energy in the body will drain.

Feng Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and cultivated, ignoring them.

The two ghost envoys desperately said good things and begged for mercy. It has long been proven that nonsense cannot be believed. So Feng Xiaoqiang ignored it.

When the two of them were silent, Feng Xiaoqiang stopped her soul sucking**.

Look at the two ghostly messengers again: good! It's all transparent. The soul body is fluttering, and I can't control it.

That's the effect.

She finally waved her little hand compassionately: "You can go back." Say hello to the Nether Emperor for me. When I grow up, I will thank him with gifts. ”

This little girl with the face of an angel is a devil who is more terrible than a ghost.

The two souls floated away. Don't be a soul collector anymore when you go back. There are risks associated with ghosts, but farming is the safest.

Inside the main hall of the Demon Palace.

The glare of the Soul Gathering Lamp. Feng Xiaoqiang's body has been repaired, but there is no sign of resurrection.

Feng Jiuxiao's eyes were red, and he was already faintly on the verge of eruption: "Why is this happening?" Could it be that the old miscellaneous hair of the Netherworld refuses to let go? ”

He once again took the pulse of Feng Xiaoqiang, and there was no slight fluctuation at all.

He stood up suddenly. He was going to take a trip to the underworld and bring Xi'er back.

He was trying to make arrangements for him to leave. Suddenly, I saw a man coming in at the door of the main hall.

"Xi'er!?" Feng Jiuxiao's heart was ecstatic, and he wanted to rush over.

Tie Feng and Nan Feng also discovered Feng Xiaoqiang at the same time: "Little county lord! ”

The two jumped to their feet excitedly. Then he thought of something again, and looked at Feng Xiaoqiang lying on the ground.

"Who are you?" Tie Feng shouted. Stared at Feng Xiaoqiang vigilantly. made the ecstatic Feng Jiuxiao slammed.

He looked at the body he had tried his best to repair, and then at Feng Xiaoqiang, who was slowly walking over.

The iron wind and the south wind have made a blocking gesture. But Feng Xiaoqiang easily passed through their defenses and entered the Soul Gathering Array.

Iron Wind and South Wind's frightened eyes were about to fall out.

Feng Jiuxiao suddenly smiled: Xi'er has been blessed by misfortune this time.

Feng Xiaoqiang walked in front of Feng Jiuxiao. Looking at the sudden white hair between his temples, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

This noble and powerful man looked cold-blooded and ruthless. But for himself, he can be good enough to accompany him with his life.

Now Feng Xiaoqiang clearly knows that his kindness to himself is not because of the so-called family affection.

But she had never been in love in her previous life, and she really didn't know how to respond to his feelings.

She stood on tiptoe, stroked the white hair between his temples with her little hand, and tears couldn't help but fall: "Brother Xiao, your hair ......"

"As long as Xi'er can come back, Brother Xiao is full of gray hair, and it is worth it." He tried to embrace her, but his hand ran through her body.

No matter how much it looks like a real person, it is still very different from the physical body.

He looked at her tearful little face, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. His cherished children can only laugh happily, not cry sadly.

So he smiled and said, "Don't you think that Brother Xiao has two more locks of white hair between his sideburns, and he is more handsome and manly than before?" ”

He strikes a cool pose......