A thick black mist enveloped his body, leaving only a white skull exposed. The eyes were two big deep holes, without eyeballs, but they gave me the feeling that he was staring at me, examining me.

He didn't speak, and my heart became more and more bottomless.

I looked at the skull and said tentatively, "Senior, today's junior broke the formation, rescued the senior, and let the senior regain his freedom, which is equivalent to saving the senior's life." Now the juniors are begging the seniors to save the juniors' lives, this request is reasonable, isn't it? ”

I said it carefully, for fear that something wrong would anger the skull.

"Master," hearing what I was asking for, the third child hurriedly spoke, "She killed our eldest brother, she is our enemy, master, you must not distinguish between right and wrong, agree to help her ......"

Before the third child could finish speaking, a wisp of black smoke drifted over and penetrated through his slender mouse nose.

Immediately afterwards, the third child seemed to be choked by the throat, opening his mouth and widening his eyes in pain. A pair of rat claws kept scratching at his own neck until the blood on his neck was dripping.

He couldn't make a sound, only a painful click from his throat.

Soon, however, he couldn't make the slightest breath of air.

He fell straight to the ground, his body twitching twice, and he was completely lifeless.

When the third child was in pain, I noticed that the black smoke that had entered the third child's nose pulled bright red blood out of his body. This black smoke is like an infusion tube, connecting the third child and the skull, pulling blood out of the third child's body and transporting it to the skull.

After the third child died, Black Smoke drew blood faster. The third child's corpse shriveled down at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the flesh and blood under the skin had been melted and smoked away by black smoke.

Between breaths, the third child turned into a shriveled rat skin.

And with the infusion of blood, bright red blood flows on the white bones of the skull.

He raised a hand, and there was blood flowing slowly on the palm of the white bone that came out of the black mist. It's just that compared to the veins on his face, the color of his palm is much lighter.

"Sure enough, it's still too weak." The skull sighed, "I can't even plug the gap between my teeth." ”

As he spoke, the skull turned his head to look at the second child, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling with fright.

The second child was excited, and hurriedly kowtowed to the skull, "The master spares his life, the master ......"

The skull's fingers hooked slightly, and the black gas floated towards the second child.

The second child didn't want to wait for death, so he turned around and ran. It's a pity that before he ran far, he was entangled in black gas.

Like sucking the third child, the second child is also quickly sucked into a rat dry.

After sucking the second child, a thin layer of flesh and blood grew on the surface of the skull. It was bright red musculature, and his appearance was not as good as the white bones before, and now it looked even more terrifying.

The skull sighed in satisfaction, then turned to look at me.

I subconsciously took a step back, wary in my heart.

One second he said that he would not forget the three mice, and the next second he ate them! If he can do such a thing, then I better stop expecting him to repay me.

It wouldn't be bad if he didn't kill me!

"Little Fairy Girl, this seat is not a person who does not believe in his word," as if to see through my thoughts, the skull said, "The three of them are just three little mice on this mountain who have no spiritual roots. Back then, they stumbled into this cemetery, which had been locked in the tomb for too many years, and it was really boring, so I lent them strength, ignited them, and helped them cultivate immortals.

It's a pity that their understanding is too poor, even with the help of this seat, they have not grown much for so many years. Ihonza is now just taking back what was given to them back then. What this seat does is in accordance with the etiquette law, and there is nothing wrong with this seat. ”

His words confirmed my thoughts about him.

Isn't this a bully who is full of benevolence and morality, but as long as someone dares to offend him, he will let the other party die without a place to bury? If you kill someone, you are not allowed to say that what he did is wrong.

"Yes, you did the right thing."

I don't dare to say a word about what I think in my heart.

I immediately followed his words and said, "Senior, it was you who allowed the three little mice to live for so many more years, and it was their blessing that the three of them met you." ”

Because a layer of flesh and blood has grown on the bones, you can roughly see the expression of the skull.

The muscles at the corners of his lips twitched twice, presumably laughing.

Is this my ass satisfying?

I accompanied the smiling face, and said, "Senior, I was thrown here by the soul hook, I am a big living person, and the soul cannot be separated from the body for too long." I have to go back now. ”

At this point, I don't dare to ask for it, let him follow me to protect me. This is an uncle, he can't afford to provoke, and it's safer to stay away.

I didn't mention it, but he didn't do it.

He said, "This seat will go with you, you save this seat's life, and this seat will return you once." ”

Now how dare I blackmail Entu and ask him to do something.

I was about to say something when I heard a sneer in the air.

"Devil, grandpa advises you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise I will arrest you and go back to the underworld to be punished now!"

When I heard the voice, I was stunned and looked up.

In the middle of the air stood a man dressed in the costume of an ancient official, with a large ghost script written on his chest with a vermilion pen.

The man was thin, with two goatees, and a pair of slender eyes, looking shrewdly and disdainfully at me and the skull below. He had a soul hook in his hand.

At one end of the rope is a sickle-like hook, shorter than the sword, with a place to hold it, and a long iron chain attached to the bottom. The man holds the Soul Hook in one hand and the chain in the other.

He shook the weapon in his hand at the skull, full of threat, "Ghost, do you know this?" If you don't want to taste the taste of hooking the soul, just get acquainted with each other and get out of the way! ”

Needless to say, this man must have hooked my soul and brought me here.

The skull also saw the identity of the man, "Little Fairy Aunt, is he the one who wants your life?" ”

I nodded, "He's a yin." ”

The skull is a ghost, and the man is a yin, isn't this inherently restrained?

"Heh," the skull sneered, "It seems that this seat has really been locked up for too long, so long that everyone has forgotten the prestige of this seat, so that a small yin can dare to run in front of this seat and be presumptuous!" It just so happens that this seat is still hungry, so you can take your life too. ”

As the words fell, I didn't even see the skull make a move, Yin Cha was entangled in the black mist, and was dragged back in front of the skull from mid-air.

Under the control of the black mist, Yin Cha knelt in front of the skull.

At this time, Yin Cha knew that he was afraid, his face turned white, he looked at the skull, and asked tremblingly, "Dare to ask the hero's name?" It is the villain who has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and begs the hero to spare his life. ”

The skull didn't speak, but the black mist wrapped in the gloom gave the gloom an answer.

They got through their mouths and noses.

Yin Cha is a ghost, he has no flesh, so he has no flesh. So the black mist absorbed the ghost qi in his body.

When the ghost qi was sucked out, the yin cha was scattered, turning into a wisp of black smoke and floating in the air.

The skull, which had absorbed the ghostly energy, began to grow flesh and blood rapidly, and finally skin and hair.

In the moonlight, he slowly opened his eyes.

The moment the deep black eyes opened, a bright golden light flashed. Immediately afterward, the light dripped into the sea like water, hidden in the depths.

He turned his eyes to look at me, his cold eyes, and said without any emotion, "Little Fairy Gu, get to know me, my name is Jiang Chen, and I am the ghost king of Xudu." ”

I stared at him blankly.

No wonder he could kill Yin in the blink of an eye!

Xudu is the hell of the underworld, and the supreme ruler of Xudu is the Emperor of Xudu. The status of the Emperor Xudu in the underworld is the same level as that of the Ten Palaces of Yama.

Although hell belongs to the underworld, it is not under the jurisdiction of the underworld, and the Emperor Xudu is the real master of hell. This is also the reason why the eldest brother of the seventh son of Changbai is locked up in hell, and if he wants to rescue the eldest brother, he needs the ten halls of Yama to come forward at the same time.

Only when the Ten Palaces of Yama came forward at the same time to discuss with Emperor Xudu, could Emperor Xudu be able to give face and release people from hell.

According to legend, the underworld also wanted to take back the management of hell, and the Ten Palaces Yama had personally led the Yin soldiers and ghosts to attack the capital. But in the end, it failed, not only confiscated the right to manage hell, but also gave the Emperor Xudu a higher status in the underworld.

Of course, it is uncertain whether the legend is true or not, but one thing can be known from this story, that is, Emperor Xudu is a very powerful figure in the underworld.

And the ghost king of Xudu is the only son of this emperor of Xudu!

His Royal Highness the Prince of Xudu, of course he can easily kill a yin!

"Let's go."

When I was distracted, the black mist that wrapped Jiang Chen's body carried him into the air.

When he reached the heights and found that I hadn't followed, he stopped and looked down at me, "Not in a hurry to go back?" Do you want to hold you in this seat? ”

I came back to my senses and hurried to catch up.

Now he has grown flesh and skin, and not only is he not terrible, but he has also become very handsome.

He looked a little like a half-breed, with very white skin, a high nose, deep eyes, black hair tied on the top of his head, and a hairpin made of white bones.

A pair of black eyes, but if you look closely at his pupils, you will find that there is a faint gold in his eyes, like a handful of golden sand sprinkled on a black glass ball, which is very beautiful.

"Have you seen enough?" Jiang Chen's cold voice suddenly came.

I was startled and hurried back to my senses.

Immediately afterward, I felt a burst of panic.

Am I an idiot?

Even if he's good-looking, I shouldn't stare at people's faces in a daze!

In order to save some face, I hurriedly changed the topic.

I looked at Jiang Chen and said flatteringly, "Lord Ghost King, I am Tangkou Immortal Gu, are you interested in entering the hall?" ”

Tablet King, isn't this coming!

Prince Xudu, even better than him are the Ten Palaces Yama and his father.

The Ten Palaces Yama and his father belong to the immortals, and the immortals cannot enter the hall to be the king of the stele, so theoretically speaking, the highest identity that the king of the stele can find is him!

He glanced at me coldly, "Not interested." ”

Me, "......"