Just as Si Yuan and Sang Fu were fighting and confronting, they suddenly felt a majestic yin qi approaching here.

"Hades is here." Sang Fu's face changed slightly, and he withdrew his hand.

Although the ghost kings of the four sides compete for territory, they all have a deep grudge against the underworld that has suppressed them for many years, so as soon as the people from the underworld appear, they will spearhead against the underworld.

Sang Fu thought that he was very sincere when he took his hand first, and wanted to invite Si Yuan to deal with the king of Hades, however, what he didn't expect was that the Mo knife in Si Yuan's hand still slashed at him mercilessly.

Sang Fu was swept out by the yin qi brought up by the Mo Dao, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, jumping to his feet in anger: "Si Yuan, you don't talk about martial arts!" ”

The evil aura in his hand turned into an axe, and he was about to slash at Si Yuan with the axe, but Si Yuan had already turned into a streamer of light in his arms and left the place.

Black and white chased after him.

At the same time, Bai Wuchang did not forget to use the special smart machine of the prefecture to open a shared positioning for the king of Yama.

Si Yuan left the Southern Ghost Domain in a blink of an eye and arrived at the junction of Yin and Yang.

Further on is the Northern Ghost Domain.

Fortunately, at this time, King Yama, who was wearing a crown on his head, a wide-sleeved robe with ruffled lapels, and boots on his feet, appeared in front of Si Yuan with 100,000 Yin soldiers.

After standing still, King Yama tucked his mobile phone into his sleeve, and did not forget to straighten his collar to cover the clothes of the Meituan delivery rider under the robe.

The black and white impermanence saw the sharp eyes, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Hades doesn't run online car-hailing, but goes to food delivery?

The face of the king of Hades is white and handsome, and he is not angry and arrogant when he puts on his official uniform, but when he opens his mouth to speak, he is a rough man with a northeast accent: "Ghost King Si Yuan, don't give me the whole thing, she is not dead yet, send me back to the yang world in a slippery manner." ”

Saying that, he took out the mobile phone he bought in the yang world and looked at it, and saw that the delivery time was almost up, and he was even more impatient: "Damn, I'm urging orders." ”

Seeing that Si Yuan still didn't let go, he immediately reached out to grab Shi Ling in his arms.

However, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

Si Yuan took Shi Ling back to the yang world.

Hades narrowed his eyes slightly, sent back 100,000 Yin soldiers, and returned to the yang world with black and white impermanence.

In Happy Valley, there are still 10,000 people carnival.

The merry-go-round spins melodiously to the light music and the laughter of children, and the lights are swaying and colorful.

The pink Ferris wheel is like a time gear reflected in the canopy, turning round and round, once a ten-mile ocean field, now a prosperous city, the world of grass and trees reincarnated for a hundred years.

Si Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping girl in his arms, and the bottom of his lonely eyes was the longing of the abyssal years.

His fingertips gently stroked Shi Ling's eyebrows, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and lean over to get closer to her face.

"What is he doing?"

Hades clutched his robes and frowned.

"I guess it's another one who is interested in it!"

As soon as the words came out, Bai Wuchang realized that his accent had been assimilated by the king of Hades.

Hei Wuchang approached Si Yuan with a mourning stick with a solemn face, but if he dared to cross it, he would be able to knock the mourning stick on the door of the northern ghost king's head.

However, at this moment, Shi Ling's eyelashes trembled lightly in Si Yuan's arms, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Shi Ling's sleepy eyes were hazy, and he vaguely saw a familiar cold face and eyes soaked in moonlight frost, and muttered: "Depressed? ”

Si Yuan was like being poured down by a bucket of cold water, and all his delusions were imprisoned by reason at this moment. (End of chapter)