The woman had no choice but to tuck her tail between her legs and cover her red bottom. Her face was as ugly as if a fly had been eaten. She actually took out a dirty handkerchief, wiped the sweat off her face, and said coquettishly, "You little brat, it's okay for you to peek at me, but you also bully me like this!"

This aggrieved look really made Jiuxi and the other souls vomit.

At this moment, the weasel saw Mingye standing in the distance. A lustful light flashed in its eyes. It pointed its sharp claws at Mingye, overjoyed, and said, "I thought the little brother was handsome enough, but I didn't expect that the young man was even more handsome. If you marry this young man to me, maybe I can let these souls go!"

Ming Ye seemed to be deaf to the weasel's voice, and just stared at Jiuxi's slightly thin figure with silent eyes. Every time something happened, she would habitually protect him behind her, but after living off her for so long, he was too lazy to move.

Anyway, since she was hurt, he would definitely make that person regret hurting her.

And in this world, the only one who can make his heart move is her. What does anyone else's words or actions have to do with him?

Jiuxi paused, then spoke passionately, "Weasel, I don't have time for your coquettishness. Just tell me what your purpose is in devouring souls! Also, you're acting so brazenly, aren't you afraid that the Lord of the Underworld will come and punish you?"

The weasel demon waved his handkerchief, his voice growing ever sharper as he spoke, "Let's not even mention that the Hades isn't in the Underworld. Even if he were, who cares about the affairs of demons? Isn't he afraid that our Demon King would steam and eat her?"

Jiuxi unclenched his fist and said coldly, "Although you are a demon, you have stepped into the gates of hell. Have you ever thought about what the King of Hell will do?"

After Jiuxi's reminder, the weasel finally remembered something and quickly took a few steps back. The red nail polish on its claws had lost its color. Suddenly, it realized, "You...you are Hades!"

Jiuxi pretended to be gloomy and adjusted the hair on his forehead, praising, "You beast, you are not too stupid.

It must be the monster that gave the Ghost King advice."

The weasel was so angry that its tail was raised to the sky, but the dull pain from its chrysanthemum made its waist bend slightly. It said, "That old ghost was caught? I knew he was a useless thing!"

It looked like someone who was very disappointed with his child.

Jiuxi was just making a random guess, but she didn't expect that the weasel would admit it so frankly. However, she vaguely felt that such a vicious method should not be known to the weasel who had practiced for thousands of years. What made Jiuxi feel even more strange was that Yun Ji was a subordinate of the Ghost King, so why would the weasel kill the female ghost?

The weasel laughed so hard that its large yellow teeth showed. It circled around Jiuxi leisurely, not realizing that it was in any danger. Instead, it smiled coldly, but it made people feel no joy at all. It was as if they were in an ice cellar. "My lord, do you want to know why I killed that female ghost?"

Jiuxi thought the smile was too creepy. After studying it for a while, he said, "You don't have any friendship with the Ghost King?"

The weasel's breath was choked, and the smile in his eyes disappeared. "My anus is really painful..."

He just wanted Jiuxi to take out the stone.

Jiuxi was afraid that she would play tricks, but now the matter had reached a bottleneck, and she naturally wanted to know the whole story, so she could only use her spiritual power to suck the small stone out. After the small stone fell from the weasel, the weasel hurriedly aimed at Jiuxi and farted.

Jiuxi was almost fainted by the stench. It was so smelly, like overnight meal vomited out after digestion, or like falling into a cesspool. Not only Jiuxi, but even the souls behind him were turned into a yellowish earth color by the stinky fart.

"Sir, sir, don't pull me like this!"