Jiuxi stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Cang Ling, asking tentatively, "Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
Cang Ling's eyes were clear and innocent as he asked, "King of Hell? Why are you in the Immortal Realm?"
He actually thought this place was a fairyland. It seemed that he didn't remember her at all.
Jiuxi was ecstatic, but could only keep a calm expression as he said, "Your Highness, don't you remember? This is the underworld!"
"Oh?" Cang Ling looked around, only to find carvings of ghosts and monsters everywhere, with a plaque hanging high above: Yama Hall.
Cang Ling said with a hint of apology, "My mind is fuzzy right now, so I'd better return to the fairyland first."
After sending away the Plague Immortal, Jiuxi felt that the whole world was bright, but he suddenly recalled something about the Nine Netherworld.
Then, he hurried to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
In the vast night sky, Cang Ling, who was sitting in the sedan chair, felt a little dizzy. He rubbed his forehead, and then felt sleepy. He actually fell asleep in the car. When Cang Ling woke up, he was still in the clouds and mist. He lifted the curtain of the car, but there was no trace of the immortal soldiers.
Before him lay a dense forest. Cang Ling's face still had a hint of intoxicating blush from the tea, and he said dissatisfiedly, "What on earth did these immortal soldiers do to bring me here?"
He looked everywhere for the trace of the immortal soldiers, but after walking around for a long time, he didn't see any immortal soldiers, let alone even a ghost.
Even the spiritual power seemed to be suppressed.
"I have never suffered such a loss before!"
Just as Cang Ling was puzzled, a figure slowly descended from the sky. The figure was dressed in purple, with a hint of mockery in his dark eyes. He put on a cold smile and said, "May I ask, Your Highness, how do you write the word 'shame'?"
"What do you mean by that, Your Excellency? I have been learning poetry, literature and etiquette since I was young. How could there be a word that I cannot write?"
Cang Ling's words were full of pride.
The smile in Mingye's eyes grew more intense. He looked at Cangling's fingers and said jokingly, "But the prince's hands are disobedient!"
He actually moved Jiuxi in a suicidal way.
Fear welled up in Cang Ling's eyes, and he crossed his arms over his chest and asked, "Did I tease you just now?"
"presumptuous!"
Fierce words came out of Mingye's mouth. The next moment, Mingye flew in front of Cangling like a ghost. Looking at Cangling's slender fingers, he said regretfully, "What a pity for these fingers."
Ming Ye withdrew his gaze and clapped his hands. Two zombies slowly walked out from the depths of the forest. They had hideous faces and sharp fangs. They were still chewing raw meat in their mouths, and their red eyes were staring at Cang Ling.
The smell of blood gradually spread in the air. Cang Ling retreated in fear, but accidentally stumbled and fell. Cang Ling looked at the two zombies that were getting closer and closer, and knew that this man was extremely dangerous and could even command flying corpses.
Cang Ling was immediately terrified and begged for mercy, "If you let me go, I will give you anything you want."
But Ming Ye seemed not to hear it. Instead, he patted Fei Shi's shoulder and said, "Be gentle. I don't want to see those two fingers."
The two flying corpses quickly threw away the raw meat in their mouths and approached Cang Ling step by step, with greed in their eyes.
Just think about it, as a zombie, what an honor it is to be able to eat the finger of the prince of the fairy world.
The moonlight passed through the branches, casting a chill. In the forest, only the man's heart-wrenching cry and
The sound of bones breaking was so miserable, as if there was wailing everywhere.
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