If it gets caught by higher-ups, there might be punishment.
However, Xiao Hua doesn't dare to say anything because the host is in a bad mood right now.
Just pretend you didn't see anything.
If you can get in, then go in.
It knows nothing.
Just as Su Yan was about to put Xiao Hong inside.
Suddenly, a hand emerged from the lava.
The bones were burned to the point of being exposed.
His face turned to charcoal, and bits of it crawled out.
Su Yan's expression remained unchanged; she simply stared at him.
Nanming let out a soft chuckle.
"You're not quite there yet to kill me."
The tearing sound was like something was scratching at the wall, which was very uncomfortable.
He crawled toward Su Yan.
Su Yan stood there.
I waited for him quietly.
The little flower was held tightly in the host's hand.
I'm a bit of a coward.
Hmm... that hellfire is really powerful.
Won't it burn to death?
The more Xiaohua thought about it, the more frightened she became.
Fortunately, it has a clever mind.
"Host! Host! Finger bone whistle, you still have a finger bone whistle!!"
"If Little Flower were to come into contact with the hellfire, wouldn't it burn her to ashes?"
Xiaohua hesitated before finally speaking.
In Su Yan's mind, the woman before her death came to mind.
In a daze, she saw hordes of black-robed figures appear before her, filled with the heart-wrenching screams of evil spirits.
They floated everywhere, almost instantly surrounding her completely.
The entire underworld wanted to keep her here.
She then wanted to destroy the entire underworld.
I don't know why.
The murderous intent hidden deep within him was stirred up.
Xiao Hong realized things were going badly.
It immediately came to Su Yan's side, then spun around in a top shape, wrapping Su Yan up and protecting her inside.
Xiao Hong snorted.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!!"
It looks very imposing.
Thankfully, it didn't speak human language.
Once they start speaking human language, their childish, babyish tone will likely give them away.
Then, a piercing sound spread throughout the vast area.
A series of piercing whistles.
Su Yan held the broken finger bone in her mouth.
Instantly.
The black-robed man seemed to be affected by all the evil spirits that appeared.
Chaos ensued.
They all rushed towards Nanming.
The heart-wrenching cries of the wronged souls seemed to ignite the deepest pain and hatred within one's heart.
Nanming was taken aback and they all stepped back.
There was a click when Su Yan blew the whistle.
The hairpin adorned with spider lilies in her hand broke.
The next second, Su Yan felt her consciousness fading away.
Her hands were tightly covering Little Red's snakeskin.
The moment Xiao Hong was taken inside, Su Yan vanished.
With a clatter, the hairpin fell to the ground, seemingly having lost its former sharpness.
Just like glass, it was shattered into pieces.
It will never regain its former vitality.
In the underworld.
The vengeful spirits were released and attacked Nanming together.
The fires of hell consumed the last piece of land.
The entire underworld fell into this hell of magma.
A sea of fire.
It was filled with despair.
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Spring breeze, willows, rain after rain, the water towns of Jiangnan.
In this gentle place, one rarely sees the hustle and bustle of the city or its towering buildings.
Su Yan sat in a teahouse.
He was wearing a black suit and his hair was tied back.
He was drinking freshly brewed tea with his head down.
Next to it, there was a briefcase.
Dressed in all black, she looked very capable.
The boy sitting opposite her looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.
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