Chapter 8: The Hades Emperor Reilly

Tick tock.

In the dark silence, there was the sound of a few droplets of water splashing, and in addition to that, the metallic sound of chains scraping against the ground and the muffled murmur.

After the prison doors were closed again, it was restored to its original state of decay.

"Hey, new bird, how does it feel. The malicious inquiry with the laughter of "Jie Ji" spread throughout the prison, and this sound broke the silence of the moment just now.

"See the rats on the ground? That's the only food here, don't let it go. If you accidentally die, no one cares. ”

"If you want to die, don't be so fast, chop off your limbs and throw them over, we haven't eaten anything new in a long time, haluha. "Those who have given up hope of survival in prison are heckling, and for them, this is the only thing that is fun.

"Little man, ignore them, come to my sister, come on......! I can smell you. Just now, when the prison guard escorted Han Ling in, the woman who said obscene words said.

"Hmm...... It's so fragrant, it's so tender. The woman sighed, but did not notice that there was an additional figure in front of her cage.

"Really?" Han Ling's voice came at this moment, close at hand.

"Little man, you ...... Ah......h

Before the woman finished speaking, a blood-red light enveloped her, and the red light did not spread out in Han Ling's control, coupled with the incomparably deep darkness here, no one even noticed this ominous light.

The painful and cheerful ** rippled, and the coquettish panting in this voice made the blood of the other people here gush in an instant.

But when it comes to the impact, Han Ling is undoubtedly the greatest, at this time, his face was flushed, and his body also reacted. The woman's tattered clothes, bare skin, and looming mystery all stimulated the most primitive ** in Han Ling's heart. This is also the most dangerous place for the soul, the emotional grafting of the soul, if Han Ling can't stay clear at this time, then he will become a walking corpse controlled by **.

"Whore, are you ** again?"

"Ha Lu Ha. ”

While everyone was laughing at her, the woman's life had come to an end, and her soul turned into a ray of pale blue light, which finally merged into Han Ling's contract.

The light of the soul flickered, but many people still saw this scene, and in that moment of light, there was a figure of a young man in a black robe, standing with a book in his hand.

People who can survive in such an environment will not be general, especially for the sense of life. At this time, they could feel that the woman's breath of life was no longer there, and that figure seemed to be the culprit.

"The soul is out ......of the body," someone muttered to himself, but his face became more and more pale, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible.

The prison fell silent for a moment, and no one dared to say anything anymore, for fear that the strange scene would happen to them.

Bang bang bang.

There was a slight sound of footsteps on the sewage-covered floor, but at this point, it became a death sonata for the entire prison. The footsteps passed through cell cells, stopping occasionally, but as soon as they stopped, there was a cry. It's just that the voice that came was different, either angry, scattered, or excited.

When the cry faded away, a pale blue light flashed, and a black-robed figure appeared, and then fell into darkness again, and then the footsteps slowly spread again.

When such a strange and terrible thing happened in the prison, Beiping City was still so lively and prosperous, like heaven and hell.

In the northwest corner of Beiping City, there is a lavish mansion with patterns carved on the walls that shimmer golden in the light of the dark sun. At this time, the gate is closed, there are two guards standing in front of the door, full of energy, above the gate, is a plaque inlaid with gold patterns, the plaque is engraved with two big characters - Xu Fu.

"Hahaha, well done, I really have nowhere to find it when I step on the iron shoes, I didn't expect Han Ling's waste to be delivered to the door by himself!" Xu Dongsheng's unbridled laughter spread unabashedly. But Xu Tianxing's complexion at this time was not very good, after all, if he was alone this time, he might have been poisoned by Han Ling, and Xu Tianxing did not tell his father the identity of Han Ling's contractor.

"Dad, next, let's go find that Han Hu. ”

"Naturally, I want to go, and I want to marry Han Xuan'er's girl, Tianxing, the credit for this time is yours, and the little girl will be handed over to you two brothers. ”

The reason why he wanted to marry Xuan'er was naturally because of Xu Tianqi, not only because he was personally interested in Xuan'er, but more importantly, because he took revenge on Han Ling.

"Tianxing, get ready, set off immediately, I really didn't expect to meet Han Hu again so soon, Ha Luha. ”

Time passed, and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

In the prison, with a flash of pale blue light, another body collapsed in the cell.

Bang bang bang.

Han Ling's footsteps were a little heavy at this time, and in the process of soul dementoring, the memories of those people would inevitably reappear in his mind. Although Han Ling was already extremely selective in his soul dementorship, he was also a little trembling in his heart when he saw that one life after another was buried in his hands.

Whew-

Han Ling let out a deep breath and walked to the next cell. He looked at the figure in the cell, and there was a strange feeling. In front of him was an old man with a vicissitudes of life, his eyes closed, sitting peacefully cross-legged, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and raised his head, Gujing Wubo's eyes collided with Han Ling.

The two looked at each other like this, and a strange atmosphere enveloped them.

After the last moment, Han Ling retracted his gaze and turned around and walked towards the next cage.

"Young man, it seems that you are planning to let the old man go. ”

When Han Ling heard the old man speak, he stopped and said slowly, "Old man, I don't plan to kill everyone here. ”

"There is still sanity. The old man simply replied, "But how are you going to end it?"

"The end?"

"Forbidding the souls of the living is an iron rule set 10,000 years ago. ”

"There is such a rule. ”

"It seems that you don't know it, but it's normal, after all, few people remember what happened back then. In the ancient period, it can be described as the peak of the contract. They are able to stand at the top of the Netherworld precisely because they can absorb the souls of living people to refine their bodies. But it is precisely because of this that some people have killed on a large scale, causing the destruction of human beings, so this iron rule has been set. Although it has been 10,000 years, there are some fears that no one will forget, especially those old men. ”

“......”

"But thanks to them, otherwise the Netherworld might no longer exist. The old man said and couldn't help but smile.

"The Netherworld doesn't exist?"

"It's better that you don't know why. But now that you've killed all the people here, there's no need for me to stay here, old man. By the way, young man, could you please help you open the door and chains?"

"So, old man, you're here by yourself. Han Ling could naturally help the old man open the prison door, but the old man's words made him curious about the identity of the old man.

"What's bad here, how funny, explicit **, undisguised emotions, such a pure place is much better than the world outside. ”

Han Ling couldn't help but smile when he heard this, indeed, this place is much purer.

Han Ling slowly raised his hand, and a netherworld power that did not belong to him poured out from the red light on his wrist, enveloping the iron door and those chains.

"Tut-tut, such a pure cold of the Yellow Spring. The old man sighed. And as soon as these words came out, Han Ling's body trembled, it was a tremor from the Seven Shadows.

"But don't worry, I won't do anything to you, if it was thousands of years ago, maybe I would have taken you back and studied it well, but now, I don't have that interest anymore. The old man saw Han Ling's gaze and became a little vigilant, so he spoke.

This old man has lived for thousands of years!?

"Do you want to continue? I can wait a minute. ”

"No, it's enough, not to mention that my Nether Power is almost consumed. ”

The old man nodded and said, "Then I'll send you out of the city first, huh...... Just outside the city of Beiping, as for the rest of the things, even if you are an old man to repay you for saving your life. ”

As he spoke, without waiting for Han Ling to understand the meaning of his words, the old man waved his finger, and the white mang enveloped Han Ling, and a feeling of spatial tearing came instantly.

The old man smiled slightly, and turned his head.

"I don't know the old man's name?"

"I've almost forgotten this, if I'm not mistaken, I remember they used to call me - the Emperor of Hades, Reilly. ”.

(Hats off to the great One Piece, to Rayleigh the Hades!).