"Boom!"

The shaking is getting more and more serious, and it seems that the Cui Mansion can't hold on.

Looking at this sudden change, Mo Zixuan and Hei Impermanence's faces changed.

Cui Jue's expression was solemn, silent, pondering for a moment, thinking in his heart that maybe this was related to the inexplicable situation in the book of life and death, no matter what, when he had the opportunity in the future, he must tell Lord Yama about this matter, this kind of strange thing is unprecedented in the Netherworld.

The black impermanence eyes narrowed, his figure flashed, and when he came to Mo Zixuan, his pale palm ruthlessly pinched the young man's neck, and said in a condensed voice, "What the hell is going on?"

"This is your roulette, right?"

Feeling the pain coming from this neck, Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, but he felt more and more that this underworld was cruel and ruthless.

"Lord Cui Jue?" "Hei Impermanence looked at Cui Jue for help, the mystery of this roulette wheel is too unimaginable, and it is worthy of the word mystery, but if Rao continues like this, Cui Mansion may have to be rebuilt.

"Ding!"

The wheel of fortune is constantly flashing and radiant. In the dazzling light, a beam of light shot towards Cui Fuzhong, and the golden light shone out, and the majestic aura spread out instantly, making the three people in the hall feel extremely majestic.

Mo Zixuan clenched his teeth, and when he saw that Hei Wuchang had slackened, he immediately bit his hand fiercely, and then he took off the ruthless pale palms.

Hei Wuchang shook his wrist, his eyes looked fiercely at the young man in front of him, it was the first time in all these years that he had been bitten.

"Buzz!"

The brilliance was shining, attracting the attention of the three people, only to see that in the three sights, the light converged into a beast shadow, and finally turned into a white fox in the middle of Cuifu, the fox paw stepped on the void, the fox roared, and the wheel of fate seemed to be induced, gradually shrinking and approaching the white fox.

Cui Jue's face changed greatly, this wheel of fate is the treasure of the underworld, how can it be forcibly taken away by a fox who has no known origin?

Looking at the roulette wheel approaching the white fox, Cui Jue sealed his hands and muttered the spell of retracting the roulette, but this kind of summoning was like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of the white fox.

"Ahem!" Facing the mysterious white fox, Cui Jue finally coughed up a trace of blood because of his lack of strength, but he didn't expect that even he himself would be unable to resist the white fox.

"Master Cui Jue, are you okay?" Hei Wuchang helped Cui Jue and asked worriedly.

"It's such a powerful realm, it seems that this white fox is not trivial. Well, let's send this kid to hell for a year, and then wait for the fate later, it's enough to get in the way here. Cui Jue's face was slightly pale and said.

Cui Jue did this for the sake of the underworld, after all, the white fox was too powerful, and Mo Zixuan's existence seemed very mysterious, only by giving them enough things could they investigate this matter.

"Yes. "Black Impermanence has a cold face, and if he dares to make trouble in the underworld, he will definitely let him die rather than live.

"Wait, that's not my problem, is it?

Mo Zixuan retorted, the scene in front of him was obviously a roulette matter, but he put the responsibility on himself.

"Whoa!"

The chain came out of the black impermanence's hand, and it was easy to trap the boy.

The black chain in the pupils of his eyes hit like a black shadow, and as soon as Mo Zixuan's soles stepped on the ground, he wanted to escape, but as soon as his figure moved, the ruthless iron chain locked him deadly.

"So fast!"

Mo Zixuan was deeply shocked, it seemed that this was the true strength of Black Impermanence.

The iron chain that trapped the thin figure tightened suddenly, as if it was about to break the muscles and bones, and feeling this unstoppable force, Mo Zixuan screamed heartbreakingly.

"This is our territory, you don't need to care what we do!" Hei Wuchang's expression was gloomy, and the iron chain in his hand was gently pulled, and the degree of tightening of the iron chain was becoming more and more fierce.

"Ahh

The green tendons on his face rioted, and the vigorous force made Mo Zixuan feel like his body was about to collapse, and after a while, a sense of dizziness went upstream, and his vision gradually blurred.

The white fox seemed to be connected to the boy's body and mind, became weak and weak, and shot into the boy's body as a piece.

"Ding!"

The roulette wheel fell from the sky and landed on the dark ground.

Seeing this, Cui Jue's mind moved, and he put the roulette wheel in his hand, looked at Hei Wuchang indifferently, and said flatly: "This will be an interesting little guy..."

"Let's send him to the hell prison first, and then when he wakes up, let him go to work in the mine, I still have some things to deal with, the white fox is not to be afraid, it's just a declining nine-tailed fox, just let it stay in Mo Zixuan's body, and take care of each other." ”

Cui Jue is well-informed, so he naturally knows that the white fox belongs to the nine-tailed fox clan.

Hei Wuchang nodded, his body moved, grabbed Mo Zixuan lying on the ground with one hand, and disappeared into Cui's mansion.

Leaving the black impermanence of the mansion, he sent the young man to a prison cell in hell, and continued to take in the souls of the dead, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the bull head and horse to entertain him.

...

In the cell of hell, the boy was unconscious, and this coma lasted for three whole days.

In the past three days, the sensation of this matter can be described as extraordinary, and in just three days, many high-level officials in the prefecture have known about this matter and have rushed here.

Some people say that the boy is a devil who has come to plague hell, and he should be thrown into the rock of extinction and never be reborn, and some people are upset for him, saying that it is just a matter of the wheel of fate, and many people have their own words, but the final decision is still made by Cui Jue and many high-level officials.

During the day-long meeting, it was decided to let Mo Zixuan stay in hell for a year, and then deal with it.

...

Hell Prison

The huge square cell, in which so many living beings are imprisoned, is divided into three levels, the first is a human prison, where this deeply sinful person is imprisoned, and in which he is tormented, and all beings are in the prison company. There is very little chance of being born again.

In the lowest human prison, two strange-looking fellows stood guard in front of an iron cage covered with numerous yellow weeds.

On the weeds pile, Mo Zixuan's breath was weakly lying in it, dying.

Standing in front of Mo Zixuan's cell, a monster with a bull's head indifferently glanced at Mo Zixuan, who was covered in bruises, and said resentfully towards the monster with the same strange appearance.

"I said Ma Mian, this kid is only a third-grade spirit realm, and the adults even let our two Xuan-level leaders personally guard it!"

The underworld is divided into four class leaders: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, and Huang, among which the Yellow Order is the lowest, which is used to guard the people in hell.

No matter how he says bull head, he is also a Xuan Rank, and let him guard a yellow-haired child, isn't this overkill?

"Your Excellency told us to keep watch, just watch. However, it was only three days, and it was time for him to wake up. Come on, go get the muddy waters. ”

The horse's face with a human body and a horse's head gave him a blank look, and he said angrily.

But when I heard Niu Tou say this, I was really a little angry.

"The water is coming. Half an hour later, one of the guards brought a basin of turbid water, and the murky water and the curling green smoke steamed up, and it seemed to be extremely hot.

After taking the water, Ma Mian nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand to let the man go down, and smiled sinisterly at Mo Zixuan in the cell, which sprinkled the muddy water on the young man.

"Wow!"

The muddy water splashed on the boy's body, making a surging sound.

Feeling the scorching sensation coming from this body, Mo Zixuan's consciousness gradually recovered, his fingers moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

When he opened it, a sharp pain followed, and he screamed.

"Don't play dead, get up and get to work!" Horse Face stared at the roaring boy viciously, if it weren't for him, they wouldn't have had to stand guard in hell for three days.

In the cell, Mo Zixuan's eyes were red, his palms were clenched hard, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard! dare to do this to my master!!"

"Don't forget that this is hell. Here, Lord Cui Jue is in charge!"

Ma looked at the indignant young man with a hideous look and reminded.

"yes... Over here.. Be.. It's hell.. I forgot.."

Hearing the warning, Mo Zixuan's eyes flashed with sadness, he hesitated for a long time, and slowly exhaled a breath.

At this time, his heart was like a river overturning the sea, and it was difficult to calm down.

I thought I could return to the world, but it turned out to be whimsical. After all, this is still Cui Jue's territory, and at this moment he realized the importance of strength, if his realm was high enough, he would not have ended up like this.

In fact, even if you had such an anti-heaven strength in your previous life, you will turn to ashes and return to your original spirit realm when you go to hell.

Seeing that the young man was indifferent, Ma Mian was angry and shouted, "Boy, hurry up, a lot of manpower is needed here." ”

Mo Zixuan looked at the red chain marks on his body, and recognized one thing clearly, this is the Netherworld Mansion, not their Great Mo Dynasty.

Feeling the pain coming from this body, Mo Zixuan's dark eyes crossed sharply, he only told himself one thing, he must not fall here, once he fell, everything would disappear.

"What are you stupid about, get out of here! you have to let us do it, don't you?" the bull's temper came up, and his voice was low.

"Here it is. ”

Mo Zixuan endured the pain in his body, stood up with difficulty, and slowly walked out of the cell with heavy steps.

"Yes, come with me. Seeing the young man get up, the horse smiled, and walked forward, and the bull head followed closely behind.

Behind him, the embarrassed Mo Zixuan took a deep breath, one day he would go out of this netherworld to rescue his relatives in the Yan Dynasty.