"He's really gone?!"

Qu Han shrank behind Duan Lingqi and Xi Chunxue, looked at what happened outside the aisle gate and said in shock, this person really said that he would leave them here, so he stayed here?

"Your Excellency...... Maybe back, right? ”

Duan Lingqi's Jiaowei shook off a purple-clothed ghost pawn who wanted to drive them into the cell, and said in disbelief.

"He'll be back."

Xi Chunxue used the iron chain in her hand as a weapon to snatch away the soul restraint rope in the hands of a purple-clothed ghost pawn, and then used this soul restraint rope as a whip, so that these purple-clothed ghost pawns could not get close.

"How do you know?"

"Really?"

Qu Hancheng and Duan Lingqi looked at Xi Chunxue at the same time and asked.

"Because he's coming back to make sure we're really gone."

Xi Chunxue said calmly, there was no expression on her beautiful face, and no one could see that she was joking, and she said it was true.

"Don't expect anything from him, we can't be sure what kind of person he is, if it's a cultivator of evil arts, we'll all end up being his furnace."

Xi Chunxue whipped her again, throwing the purple-clothed ghost pawn who was close to her into dispersion, and only after gathering several times did she recondense her soul and then pounce on Xi Chunxue.

"You're right, I've always suspected that he's not a good guy, now is there anything you can do?"

Duan Lingqi nodded hurriedly, and a few Jiaowei shook the purple-clothed ghost pawn back and asked.

"Yaksha Rakshasa, can you deal with the bull-headed horse?"

Xi Chunxue asked.

Duan Lingqi shook his head, now he is in the state of a Jiao Soul, in addition to being able to raise a few weak streams of water, this Jiao Soul that is stronger than other ghosts has some effect.

His magic powers were completely unleashed.

It's okay to bully and bully these purple-clothed ghost pawns, but if it is the bull-headed horses outside, as well as the Yaksha Rakshasa, Duan Lingqi is not sure.

Su Yuanbai is easy to deal with, it doesn't mean that he can deal with it easily.

"That looks like we'll have to wait."

Xi Chunxue threw away the soul rope in her hand and retreated from the paper prison that was forcibly opened by Su Yuanbai to the paper prison room.

"Wait?! That's the way for you? ”

Duan Lingqi didn't want to sit still, he thought that this was an excellent time to escape, otherwise how could he encounter such a rare riot in the future?

When he was in the prison above, Duan Lingqi was waiting, but he waited for three hundred years, and waited for a guy who bound him with a blood contract.

Even if this guy gave him a good magic weapon, he did help him find a sea route that could bypass the patrols of the dragon soldiers and turtles in the sea, so that he could return to land unharmed.

But no matter what, Duan Lingqi was unwilling to be a slave of one person.

So, Duan Lingqi threw away a row of purple-clothed ghost pawns that were approaching again with a Jiaowei, the Jiao body was bent, and the four Jiao claws fell to the ground, no longer walking upright like a human.

Shout.

The wind was blowing.

No matter which ghost came to block the corridor of the cell, it was as if they had been hit by a carriage running on the avenue, and the souls of the light ones swayed, and the heavy ones almost had to fly away on the spot.

"Minotaurs, come here!"

I saw the blue-faced bull's head guarding the door of the dungeon's aisle, its bull's head was extraordinarily thick and black, like the intertwined branches of an old tree, waving the bronze steel fork in his hand and shouting.

"The ghost has an order, not to hurt the souls of these people, and let me come."

The blue-faced bull head shook his head at the Yaksha Rakshasa who was about to come behind him, dropped the bronze steel fork in his hand, and spread his hands across the gate.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Duan Lingqi snorted coldly, and several water columns erupted from Jiao's nostrils, and the water columns scattered into water droplets, and with the blessing of speed, they shot like hidden weapons towards the blue-faced bull head guarding the door.

The green-faced bull head did not shy away from it, allowing the water droplets to attack itself, and the minotaur ghosts it had called for were all gathered behind it at this moment.

Rumble.

It was as if two mountains collided with each other, and the deafening sound resounded through this ghost prison, kicking up countless dusts.

"This Jiao soul still has a bit of human qi, not like it fell into the underworld after death. Could it be that some of the inadverts read the wrong book of life and death and hooked the soul by mistake? ”

Yaksha rubbed a snow-white flower in his hand, and its weapon, the iron fork, had turned into this harmless snow-white flower.

"If you missee the thin life and death, and mistakenly hook the soul, you will only enter through the ghost gate and send it to the Senluo Palace, not to our Yinbei City with the back of the Yin Mountain.

And they obviously still have memories of their lives, which is to eat the Soul Remembrance Grass that is associated with the flowers on the other side. ”

The rakshasa turned the blade in his hand, its sheep's head trying not to look at the huge hole in the face of the hunched Yaksha, and said with a pair of green eyes as it looked at the mist that collided at the entrance of the aisle.

"It's okay if these souls have strange origins, but that guy came to the underworld with his body just now."

Yaksha had forgotten about the huge hole pierced by the rakshasas, and its even more terrifying face looked down at the white flower in its hand, and said something strange.

When the wound of the Yaksha is reflected on the white flower, the petals of the white flower suddenly fall, but not upward, but upward, one by one, into the hole wound of the Yaksha.

The massive hole healed at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the terrifying vermilion grimace of the Yaksha was restored.

"Could it have something to do with the person who stole the ghost artifact from the Ghost Judgment Mansion last time? I heard that the judge of the Yama Hall recently asked for this ghost artifact from the Yin Bei Ghost Judge.

I heard that this ghost artifact in Yinbei City is still one of the treasures of the Yama Palace. ”

Rakshasa muttered.

"No wonder the ghost sentenced them to hell this time instead of sending them to hell to be tortured for eternal life, but just locked them up in this hell prison."

Yaksha reached out and rubbed his face, it was not surprised by the sudden manifestation of the white flower.

As a hungry ghost and ghost living in the underworld, there are no plants that grow in hell that it is not familiar with, let alone a common sense plant like the flower on the other side.

"Bet on the strange meat on your plate, if you lose, this strange meat belongs to me."

Yaksha looked at the mist that was about to dissipate, and hurriedly pointed to the Rakshasa and pointed to the bloody plate of raw meat on the table.

Strange to say, no matter how many bites of this bloody raw meat was eaten by the rakshasas, it could always fill the plate without the slightest decrease.

"Bet on what?"

Rakshasa asked.

"Bet on them who loses and who wins."

Yaksha said as the mist gradually dissipated, revealing the monstrous face of the dragon and the terrifying body of the bull's head.

"I don't bet, this blood bait ghost is the food I finally found."

Rakshasa shook his head, turned around and plunged the blade into the bloody raw meat on the plate, which squirmed as if it were a living creature stimulated by the outside world.

But the rakshasa showed no mercy, and cut off a piece of this piece of flesh, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, and the missing piece of raw meat soon grew into a piece of bloody, tender flesh.