The little girl in Chen Yan's arms seemed to be tired of crying. She rested her little head on Shen Yan's shoulder and fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Yan held her in his arms and came to the thirteenth level of purgatory.

She and Hong Ling walked side by side, and behind them followed the three evil ghosts, Bian Weng.

When they reached the outside of the ghost town, Hong Ling's expression became complicated.

They entered the ghost town unimpeded, and the Little Ghost King and other ghosts such as Wei Pan, who had learned the news, were already waiting outside the Ghost Palace.

From a distance, Hong Ling saw the little boy standing at the head.

She looked a little dazed.

The little ghost king Cheng Ye's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to his master's.

Chen Yan couldn't help but look at Hong Ling beside her, but when she looked at her, Hong Ling's expression had returned to calm and looked extremely indifferent.

But in Shen Yan's opinion, her "indifference" seemed a bit deliberate.

The little ghost king Cheng Ye naturally noticed Hong Ling and had already guessed her identity in his mind. He walked forward steadily and bowed to Chen Yan.

"Cheng Ye has met my great aunt."

Hearing the word "great aunt", Hong Ling's face instantly became strange. She couldn't help but glance at Chen Yan several times, her eyes seemed to reveal a bit of disgust.

Chen Yan: “…”

Cheng Ye looked at Hong Ling and smiled, "I guess this must be King Hong Ling?"

"Why are you pretending to be such an adult?" Hong Ling sneered.

Cheng Ye remained calm and composed. He responded calmly, "Although Cheng Ye is young, he is the Ghost King who rules the Hell Layer. He cannot lose his manners, and he cannot be as naive as his peers."

Hong Ling walked towards Cheng Ye, but Cheng Ye still maintained the demeanor of the Ghost King.

Hong Ling leaned over and reached out to pinch his cheek, but Cheng Ye raised his hand to block it.

Cheng Ye frowned, a hint of anger evident on his young face, "King Hongling, what are you planning to do? I'm not that familiar with you!"

He had heard about the story between his mother and the Red Spirit King, so he did not have a good impression of the Red Spirit King.

Moreover, he was very resistant to the Red Spirit King in his heart.

If his great aunt had not been here, he would certainly not have welcomed the arrival of the Red Spirit King.

Hong Ling laughed playfully, "The little brat is quite fierce."

"I am not a little devil."

"I'm over thirty thousand years older than you. Calling you a brat isn't unfair, is it?"

The little ghost king's face suddenly turned gloomy. He glared at the red spirit in front of him, then he walked around the red spirit and came in front of Chen Yan.

His expression relaxed, and he asked softly, "Grandma, is this the sword spirit evil ghost?"

"She is my sword spirit, named Tianzhou." Chen Yan introduced.

The Little Ghost King asked, "Are you going to take her out of Hell? I see that Tianzhou is now an evil spirit, and evil spirits cannot leave Hell. If you trust me, you can entrust her to my care."

There was a hint of surprise in Chen Yan's eyes. She didn't expect that he could say such steady words.

She really did want to entrust someone with this.

Only when evil ghosts and resentful ghosts cleanse their resentment can they have the opportunity to leave the hell layer.

If you cannot cleanse your resentment, you will have to stay in the hell layer.

Little Tianzhou was now filled with resentment, and she couldn't take her out of the Hell Layer for the time being. If it weren't for the fact that Hong Ling was about to die, and Yao was still waiting for her at the Observatory, she might have stayed to accompany Little Tianzhou.

Now time is running out and she has too many things to deal with, so she can only entrust Xiao Tianzhou to the care of the little ghost king Cheng Ye.

Chen Yan stared deeply at the Little Ghost King, "Cheng Ye, help my great aunt take good care of Tianzhou."

The little ghost king glanced at the little girl in Chen Yan's arms, nodded his head, and promised: "Don't worry, great aunt, I will do my best to take care of Tianzhou."

Hong Ling, who was standing by, looked at the little brat and felt so sensible that she lowered her eyelashes to hide the emotions in her eyes.

The next moment, she frowned uncomfortably. The severe pain from the old injury made her breathing a little disordered.

The Little Ghost King seemed to have noticed something and turned to look at Hong Ling.

But when Hong Ling looked at him, her rouged red lips curled up with a hint of provocation.

The little ghost king's face turned cold.

And the moment he turned his head, Hong Ling pursed her lips and looked at Chen Yan for help.

Chen Yan said to Cheng Ye calmly, "Cheng Ye, please arrange a place for Hong Hong and me to live."

The Little Ghost King smiled and said, "Don't worry, Auntie. Cheng Ye has already arranged a place for you. Please come with Cheng Ye."

"What about me?" Hong Ling raised her eyebrows.

When the Little Ghost King looked at Hong Ling, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared completely, and he said in a very cold tone: "That has also been arranged."

Hong Ling snorted lightly, "Treat them differently."

The little devil king ignored her.

When Hong Ling wanted to say something, her face changed slightly and she pursed her lips.

Chen Yan could see that she was holding on, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

Not long after, the little ghost king personally took them to live in the ghost palace.

Hong Ling swaggered into a bedroom, then leaned on the soft couch and chuckled, "I'm tired. When you leave, little brat, help me close the door."

Seeing her so lazy, the little ghost king gritted his teeth secretly.

I thought to myself: With her temper, it’s no wonder her mother broke up with her.

Because his great aunt was still there, he could only swallow his anger and close the door.

His face puffed up with anger.

Chen Yan glanced at the closed palace door, then said to the Little Ghost King: "Cheng Ye, let's go."

Cheng Ye nodded obediently.

Not long after they left, Hong Ling could no longer hold on. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, and blood immediately seeped out from between her fingers.

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