Lan Ziye was entrapped by her own magic array, and not lightly. She was inexplicably thrown three thousand years into the future. What frustrated Lan Ziye even more was that her purple eyes, a symb...
"Tsk tsk tsk, this night market really has all kinds of people!"
"If you haven't suffered a huge loss, don't gloat over it. Maybe they really have nowhere else to turn? How pitiful! It's really not easy to do business these days!"
"Hey! I wonder if I should donate? Such a beautiful girl, and so pitiful. I must donate more money!"
"If you dare to donate money to this little devil, I'll chop off your claws!"
.......
Those people's discussions became more and more exaggerated, their voices became louder and louder, and they became less and less reserved. Every word was clearly heard by Lan Ziye and the Manjushage flower demon, and it was a bit unbearable to listen.
But the Lycoris radiata flower demon didn't care at all. As long as she could see Hades and as long as Hades was safe and sound, these rumors were nothing. She could listen to any words, no matter how unpleasant they were!
Lan Ziye knew what the Manjushage Flower Demon was thinking. He sighed and said, "The barrier is now open. I can't enter. I can't destroy it and hurt Bluebird just for the sake of Hades. I can only promise you that if Hades can get out of this barrier, I will keep him alive!"
"Thank you, Twelfth Young Master! Thank you, Twelfth Young Master!" The Lycoris radiata flower demon kowtowed repeatedly in excitement.
The crowd watching the spectacle was even more bewildered: What was going on? Did it work? Did they agree on the compensation amount? Even if they knelt down and begged now, would it work?
No matter how many questions they had, they didn't dare to kneel on the ground like the Lycoris radiata flower demon, begging with tears and snot. After all, she was pretty, like a pear blossom in the rain, wasn't she?
Gradually, the discussions died down, and finally everyone's attention was focused on the hurricane column again.
With a "bang", a heavy object was thrown out from the hurricane column. Everyone was very alert and tacitly separated to both sides to make way.
Then the heavy object fell mercilessly on the floor of the pawnshop without any hindrance, creating a deep hole in the floor of the pawnshop.
When everyone came closer to take a look, they saw a burnt bird.
As the heavy object was thrown out, the hurricane gradually subsided, and a man in tattered clothes and a disheveled appearance walked out from it. At this time, the man's silver mask had fallen off, revealing his handsome face. It was the Hades that the Manjushage Flower Fairy had been thinking about.
The Manjushage Flower Fairy burst into tears instantly and ran to Wan Haichuan, sobbing, "Pluto! I finally see you, Pluto?"
Wan Haichuan's eyes were full of doubts as he asked, "Do I know you?"
The Manjushage flower demon was stunned. Then she wiped the tears from her face and said, "King of Hell, please take a good look at me. I am Manjushage!"
"Manjushage?" Wan Haichuan was stunned for a moment, then asked impatiently, "There are many red spider lilies in the Hades Palace. Which one are you?"
"Which one?" The Manjushage Flower Fairy was stunned for a moment. She stared blankly at Wan Haichuan and asked, "You don't recognize me? You really don't recognize me?"
Wan Haichuan turned to look at Chu Xixuan and said coldly, "Your big bird is injured and can't fight anymore. Do you want to use the night market to exchange for Ou Jingyao's life, or do you want to find someone who can fight me?" His eyes swept over Lan Ziye, and he added, "The eldest lady of the Lan family is not from the night market, she can't make a move!"
He had experienced Lan Ziye's strength, and he was basically certain that this Lan Ziye was the great devil Lan Ziye who fought and killed demons three thousand years ago. Even if his brain was blocked by a door, he would not seek Lan Ziye's help.