The Lord of the Underworld is elegant and unparalleled. Though a woman, she has no shortage of suitors within the Six Realms.
A little ghost reports: "Lord of the Underworld, the Immortal...
Qingran's father, Laojun, and Cangming were also old acquaintances. Since Laojun agreed to this, Cangming nodded, picked up Qingran from the ground, and said, "Don't get scared when you go to the underworld!"
Qingran nodded with an innocent smile. She couldn't wait to visit the underworld. After all, she was tired of facing the unchanging fairyland for thousands of years. Moreover, the sons of the fairy king were all arrogant and conceited.
She didn't like playing with them at all, and more importantly...those little brats were really good at framing people.
After walking through the gloomy and leaf-covered Fengdu City, the view suddenly opened up. A vermilion gate stood in front of Qingran, and a sign on it read: Ghost Gate.
The three words were powerful, yet they were permeated with a ghostly aura, giving off a strange and eerie feeling.
The two guards respectfully put away their weapons and stepped aside, saying, "We are honored to see you, sir!"
Cang Ming carried Qing Ran in one hand and walked in. After entering the door, the gatekeeper stared at Qing Ran and said, "Xiao Ding, tell me, did our master bring back another illegitimate daughter?"
"This is terrible! If the young prince knew about this... there would definitely be another huge uproar!"
"Xiao Ding, I still stand on the side of our little prince!"
The voices of the two little ghosts slowly disappeared in the cold air. Qingran stared curiously at the ghost messengers coming and going. They all had chains in their hands, and at the other end of the chains were white souls. Their eyes were dull, like stagnant water.
And below the stone bridge was a bottomless abyss. Flames would occasionally burst out, almost burning Qingran's hair. Qingran patted his chest with lingering fear, "Uncle Pluto... Why are those ghost officials so ferocious!"
Cang Ming smiled, "If the ghost messenger is not scary, he won't be able to frighten those ghosts."
Therefore, when the ghost messengers go to capture souls, they will wear a very scary mask to scare the souls who are reincarnated.
On the Sanchuan Road, a strong wind blew, and the fishy smell of the Wangchuan River was blown over. But in the red shore flowers, there were two children in brocade clothes. The shorter one had pigtails and a sullen look on his face. He dropped the kite in his hand and said, "Ji Chen, the whip you made is too ugly!"
Su Jichen hurriedly picked up the kite, with a somewhat flattering look on his handsome face, "Jiuxi, next time... next time I go to the human world, I will definitely study hard and weave a better-looking one for you!"
Jiuxi tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes flickering slightly, "Ji Chen, you said the same thing last time! But it still turned out so ugly!"
Su Jichen grabbed Jiuxi's arm, and a smile as handsome as the breeze appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not clumsy..."
Feeling a little embarrassed, Su Jichen slowly lowered his eyes, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
Jiuxi caught a glimpse of Cangming in a black robe from the corner of her eye. She quickly broke free from Su Jichen's hand and ran towards Cangming happily, her pretty face full of smiles. "Father! Father! You're finally back! Jichen's braids aren't as pretty as yours!"
Su Jichen touched his head awkwardly, staring at his hands in a daze, the tenderness in his eyes so undisguised.
But when Jiuxi ran to Cangming, she stopped in her tracks because she saw a pink shadow behind Cangming. Jiuxi pouted her pink lips, and her childish face was full of dissatisfaction, "Father! Who is she!"