When Hasselblad heard Brother Zheng'er's words, he immediately looked at Li Nanshan in surprise.

In the records of history, the Dragon Emperor never gave face to others, let alone talked to and introduced others like a friend.

The Dragon Emperor has always been decisive in killing, and he doesn't look down on anyone. According to their hell records, originally their so-called gods, the Dragon Emperor did not look at them squarely.

Moreover, these humiliating things must not be recorded as they are, they must have been embellished. But in the beautified history, the Dragon Emperor still can't afford those people, and he knows how arrogant the Dragon Emperor is in the real history.

Most importantly, he also has arrogant capital.

"Hello, sir." The Dragon Emperor treats people well, and it is definitely not simple. No matter who he is, it's always right to have a better attitude.

"Hello!" Li Nanshan nodded lightly and behaved extremely politely.

This scene ignited a glimmer of hope in Hasselblad's heart, Li Nanshan was so gentle, maybe he could make his life better, and even let him survive.

Although he had an immortal body and an amazing recovery power, after meeting the Dragon Emperor, he suddenly felt as if the power he had suddenly gained was about to leave him, and he became closer to the Dragon Emperor.

It's like a little pet that he has worked hard to raise for a long time, but when he sees others, he has to recognize others as the master. The most important thing is that this little pet can save his life!

Moreover, his demigod body is not an immortal and immortal body, at most it is resistant to beating! The other party is the Dragon Emperor, and there must be a lot of means, maybe he can really kill him. Besides, this immortal body is only resilient, and it doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt!

When he was in hell, his life was so comfortable, and he was happily raised with fine skin and tender flesh. When he walked out of the gates of hell, he was greeted by two big mouths, both of whom still ached.

Moreover, in the process of his escape, he was slapped several times by the Dragon Emperor's Tai'a Sword, which was the pain of a broken spine!

"Who are you?" Li Nanshan seemed to be much better talking than the Dragon Emperor, and Hasselblad couldn't be happier. He had already made up his mind at this time, no matter what, save his life first, and don't be beaten!

It's better to die than to live, what backbone, what loyalty to the Lord, wait until he returns to hell and finds a few beautiful women to accompany him.

"You're talking too much." The Dragon Emperor said lightly, then looked at the two stool-like stones not far away, and with a wave of his hand, the stones came not far from Hasselblad's head.

The Dragon Emperor nodded towards Li Nanshan, and the two sat down.

"I ask, you answer! If you're lying, don't blame me for being rude! The Dragon Emperor said coldly, Hasselblad nodded busily, and the head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"You came from Hell, what kind of place is Hell?"

"Hell is an extremely powerful place...... Hasselblad only said half a sentence before the Dragon Emperor slapped him directly.

"No, hell is actually just a space inhabited by many powerful cultivators. In fact, it's more like a small space that has been carved out, a space that has some connection with the current world. However, it is very difficult to come out every time, although there is a strict hierarchy inside, but life is quite comfortable. ”

Hasselblad originally wanted to boast more about this hell to make the Dragon Emperor and Li Nanshan have some scruples. But I didn't expect that I was only halfway through the words, and I was slapped in the face, so I could only be honest.

"In that case, why is it called hell?" The Dragon Emperor asked with a frown.

"It's like humans really have souls, and reincarnations and so on. Therefore, hell actually exists to collect the souls of the Western camp. Hasselblad said honestly.

When the Dragon Emperor heard this, he glanced at Li Nanshan.

Li Nanshan frowned and shook his head slightly.

The Dragon Emperor didn't say a word, and slapped him again!

Hasselblad finally knew what Li Nanshan was here for, and he had come to discern the truth of his words.

Hasselblad, who received this slap, looked extremely aggrieved, and even screamed aggrieved.

"What I said is true, if I lie, you will slap me to death now!"

As soon as his words fell, Li Nanshan suddenly came back to his senses like a dazed person, and said with a little apology: "I'm sorry, I just thought about the problem again, not that you lied. ”

Hearing this, Hasselblad felt even more aggrieved.

But for the sake of Li Nanshan's better attitude, he can't say anything.

"Then I then ask you, is there only one hell gate to hell? Or are there other entrances and exits? Are the entrances and exits the same? Brother Zheng asked three questions in a row.

Hasselblad suffered a loss, he didn't know if Li Nanshan really knew about hell, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly had an idea.

"Of course, there is only one exit and entrance, just below the Cathedral of the Covenant!"

"There is more than one, the exit is not the same as the entrance." Li Nanshan said directly, Hasselblad's heart "chuckled", and before he had time to do any psychological construction, he was slapped with a big mouth.

This slap was so hard that blood even oozed from Hasselblad's face. However, with the blessing of his immortal body, except for a little red, it will soon be fine.

"You ......" Hasselblad was careless, he naively thought that any random person could deceive Brother Zheng, and wanted to see if Li Nanshan really understood hell. This temptation has been hit by a big mouth again!

"Have you seen that spirit? Also, what is the use of the soul? Why does Hell only collect the souls of the Western camps? ”

Hearing this fateful question, Hasselblad could only look at Li Nanshan.

"Answer yourself, I can't help you." Li Nanshan smiled slightly and said kindly. But in Hasselblad's eyes, Li Nanshan is more terrible and hateful than Brother Zheng.

"I ...... I haven't seen a soul, and I don't know what it is for. ”

"Yo, you're pretty backbone!" Li Nanshan said suddenly.

If Hasselblad could move at this time, he would definitely pounce on it and bite Li Nanshan to death.

Brother Zheng'er must have done it without ambiguity, and it was another slap in the face, which made Hasselblad spin for a while, and before Hasselblad could speak, he heard Li Nanshan say: "Brother Zheng'er, you are too fast, I just want to joke with him and liven up the atmosphere." What he said was true. As for the spirit, most people can't see it, but it does exist. And what these souls are used for, ordinary people will definitely not be able to know. ”

Hasselblad was so aggrieved that tears were falling down his eyes, and he no longer dared to think that this gentleman with a good face and a top hat was a good man.

"Go on!" Brother Zheng doesn't care, anyway, it's just a matter of one or two more slaps.

"Does Hell collect the souls of the Eastern Battalion? Also, if you don't collect it, please explain why. Also, say what you know, don't force me to do it! ”

As soon as Brother Zheng'er said this, Hasselblad learned to be obedient and answered all questions.

"No, because there is a mysterious force in the East guarding it! Moreover, I heard that this matter has something to do with real immortality! ”

"True immortality?" Li Nanshan frowned.