Outside Hell

The entrance of the underworld

Meng Wei looked at the figure of the human race when they left with their dragon clan, and shook his head with a sigh.

Unexpectedly, in addition to His Royal Highness the King of Hades and the first lady, she could still see such a love of forgetting life and death, Qin Se and Ming.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

"Lord Meng Wei, the Heavenly Immortal Monarch is here."

"Oh?" Meng Wei turned around in surprise, and saw a few immortal monarchs in fluttering clothes and a rather awe-inspiring appearance coming down from the Nine Heavens.

She thought about it, and the human race that was taken away by the dragon clan just now knew in an instant that these people were afraid that they were not good.

It's just that they know the news of this too quickly......

Meng Wei raised his feet and walked over, and saluted without humility or arrogance: "When you come to visit, Meng Wei has lost her welcome, disrespect, and disrespect. ”

"Meng Wei?" Several people glanced at each other and immediately knew her identity.

The ghost official of the eighteenth layer of hell, the most powerful cadre under His Royal Highness Hades. I heard that she has thousands of ghosts and vicious criminals in her hands, including the human race, the demon race, the demon race, and the fairy race.

There are not thousands of people who have been punished by her, but there are hundreds, all over the world, in Liuhe and Kyushu, who has not heard of her decisive and selfless name?

The Immortal Monarch led by him slowly walked forward, also returned a salute, and said, "Lord Meng Wei doesn't need to be polite, I have been ordered by His Royal Highness Yuheng to check what is the vision that only appeared in this hell?" ”

"The Immortal Monarch is polite, let Meng Wei go in and talk to His Highness, and then come to solve the doubts of the Immortal Monarch."

"What do you mean by that? Is it possible that we still have to wait here and wait? Among them, some of them immediately broke out into discontented grievances.

Before Meng Wei could say anything, the Immortal Jun led by him sank his face, turned around and taught him: "Chess heart, shut up!" ”

"Miss Xianjun?"

"It was originally the Immortal Monarch?" Meng Wei was a little surprised, lowered her body, and saluted again, "I still look at Immortal Monarch Haihan." ”

The Heavenly Immortal Monarch is second only to His Royal Highness Yu Heng. His cultivation techniques are all higher than those of the equals, especially in his hand, there is also a magic weapon left by the gods.

I heard that it was the title of "Yan Nian" Immortal Monarch who was canonized by His Royal Highness Yuheng himself after the victory in the battle to repel the demons and demons, as well as the magic weapon of the god - Si Husuo.

Yan Nian said softly: "You go, it's okay for me to wait here for a while." ”

"Thank you for missing Xianjun." Meng Wei turned around and left, and before leaving, his eyes glanced coldly at the guy named Qixin.

Heh, when the ghost clan comes, do you dare to be arrogant?

Which green onion do you think it is?

"Miss Xianjun!" Qixin walked forward with extreme dissatisfaction, and said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness Yuheng urged me to wait for this matter, why did you still let her go in for a ceremony?" ”

"Etiquette cannot be wasted."

"But you are the Immortal Monarch, and His Royal Highness the King of Hades should come to greet you in person."

"That's enough."

"Xianjun?!" Qi Xin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qi Ning on the side.

"Don't talk about it, it's hell after all."

Not their Nine Heavens.

Qixin glanced up at him, then at the hell surrounded by imps, and retreated, not saying anything more.

……

And inside hell

Temple of Ruthlessness

After Meng Wei came in and passed a few words, he went out and brought them all in, and when he left, he also closed the door of the temple with them, and quietly guarded outside the hall.

"His Royal Highness, Hades—" Yan Nian bowed his head slightly, and gave him the etiquette of a Ninefold Heavenly Immortal Monarch.

"It's polite to miss the Immortal Monarch." Yan Fei stood up, stepped over the table, walked to the Huanghuali inlaid shellfish table near the pearl window, and sat down.

Pointing to the opposite position, he said, "Sit down." ”

Yan Nian waved his hand, and asked the group of people behind him to step aside, and he walked towards him with his feet up, and sat down in the position he invited.

"Nian Xianjun is here, but he was ordered by His Royal Highness Yuheng?"

"Yes,"

Yan Fei nodded, and slowly poured the clear water collected by the ghost servant in his hand into the brown and wild-colored hat cup in front of him.

"But for the sake of the Terrans?"

"Yes,"

Yan Fei pushed the cup towards him, used an inviting gesture, and said, "Miss Xianjun, please drink tea." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yan Nian didn't twist it, he picked up the teacup generously, took a sip, and pursed his lips.

"Not bad."

"Naturally, it's good." Yan Fei smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

He bowed his head, poured himself a glass, and said to himself: "It's a pity, this fine sweet spring will disappear from this heaven and earth in a few days." ”

"Oh?" Yan Nian put down the cup in her hand, looked up at him, and wondered, "Why is this?" ”

Yan Fei picked up the cup, raised his head and took a sip, before slowly explaining his confusion: "This sweet spring is a collection of the essence of the sun and the moon, and the spiritual power of ten thousand heavens, and it is a treasure that the people of my clan have fought for from the mouth of the demon beast with a lot of effort. ”

"You say, what if those demon beasts knew that the person who robbed them of their treasure was a ghost clan?"

Naturally, with all your might, you will die, or I will die.

Since ancient times, demon beasts have regarded ghosts as thorns in their eyes and thorns in their flesh, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are enemies of generations. It's just that tens of millions of years ago, the king of demon beasts was killed by Yan Fei, and the king of the demon clan, Man Wudemon, died to save him.

But why would the monsters know that they were ghosts? Since their ghost clan can snatch this Tianshui nectar containing thousands of essences of spiritual power from their mouths, they are not afraid that their demon beasts will detect it.

When Yan Nian suddenly thought of the purpose of his coming, his body froze suddenly, "His Royal Highness Hades wants to say ......"

Dragons?

"The person who left with the human race is Long Kong, the third highness of the dragon clan, this palace thinks, His Royal Highness the Dragon King knows and allows it."

Yu Nian was in a hurry, and hurriedly retorted to him: "Maybe His Royal Highness the Dragon King doesn't know about this matter. ”

Yan Fei chuckled lightly and replied, "Even if he didn't know, he should know about such a big posture made by the Terran at this moment, right?" ”

Yan Nian looked at his lips and wanted to say something to explain, but he didn't say it, so he could only look away uncomfortably.

"What's more, even His Royal Highness Yuheng has been alarmed, let alone His Royal Highness the Dragon King?"

Yan Nian lowered her head and did not refute him silently, knowing that what he said was reasonable.

The vision light emitted by the hell was seen and felt by everyone, even if His Royal Highness the Dragon King didn't know before, he was afraid that he knew it now.

"What the dragon clan knows, how can the demon clan not know?"

And what the demon clan knows, how can the demon beast lineage not be known?

When the time comes, I am afraid that at the gate of their hellish underworld, there will be a large group of people from the dragon clan or the demon clan to deal with their ghost clan.

At that time, not to mention the nectar of the sky, I was afraid that if I stepped out, I would be eaten clean by the demon beasts.

"What exactly does His Highness Hades want to say?" Yan Nian listened to his words, and seemed to be able to guess what he meant, but she didn't seem to be able to understand what he really thought.

Yan Fei stood up, turned his back to him, looked at the empty and lonely dark night outside the bead window, and said in a low voice: "This hall is not afraid of facing the dragon clan and the demon clan, but please also ask Yan Nian Xianjun to understand that the human race is no longer a human race, and it is not under the jurisdiction of this hall, nor is it under the jurisdiction of this hall, nor is it under the main hall to explain." ”

"So she really came out of the ghost fire unscathed? And the physique of a cultivator?! Yan Nian stood up with a little excitement, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes,"

"That's—"

"The rest of the affairs should be in the hands of His Royal Highness Yuheng."

"I—I understand," Yan Nian lowered her head, and understood what he meant.

In the past half an hour, I just wanted to tell him that now this human race is a cultivator, under the control of the Heavenly Dao, and has nothing to do with the ghost clan, let alone Yan Peng.

If this dragon clan or demon clan takes revenge on the ghost clan and infringes on the ghost clan because of the punishment of this human race, it should be taken care of by their Royal Highness Yuheng.

In other words, His Royal Highness the King of Hades threw such a big burden and hidden danger to His Royal Highness Yuheng openly.

Really, smart!

"Meng Wei," Yan Fei turned around and shouted at the people outside the hall.

Meng Wei pushed the door and entered, "Your Highness—"

"Send the Xianjun away, forgive the ghost clan for not being well entertained, and if there is no banquet and feast, it will not be sent."

"Yes, Meng Wei understands."

"His Royal Highness?!" Yan Nian hurriedly raised his head, his footsteps moved slightly, and he saw His Royal Highness the King of Hades, who was standing tall and majestic in front of the bead window, and left the Ruthless Hall in an instant, disappearing.

"This ......"

This let him go back, but what a mess.

Meng Wei raised his feet and walked towards him, with a respectful but detached attitude: "Miss Xianjun, Meng Wei sent you out of prison." ”

(End of chapter)