"Oh! How can anyone see our master?" Little Juhua looked at the man in the green robe with arrogance. She felt that the man was full of demonic aura and had an extremely strong soul aura.
"If you refuse to inform me, I'll just have to force my way in!"
A faint smile appeared on Yuan Fan's lips, and his charming features were also tinged with a bit of cold murderous intent.
The ghost officials were about to attack Yuan Fan, but unexpectedly, the little ghost squeezed out from the ghost group, walked towards Yuan Fan with great interest, and said seriously, "Little Green Snake, you'd better leave."
I could tell what he was at a glance.
Yuan Fan's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the ghost messengers and said calmly, "I do have something to ask Lord Hades... The Demon King sent me here!"
Demon King.
One word can cause a thousand ripples.
Little Juhua's face suddenly turned bitter, and she tugged at the sleeve of the ghost messenger beside her, "Hurry up and report it!"
The ghost messenger was obviously a newcomer and was completely confused. "Sir, I don't understand!"
Jialou Qingjue grabbed Yuanfan's clothes, his childish face full of longing, "Did mother ask you to come? Mother, why don't you come to see me?"
His cold eyes suddenly softened. Yuan Fan bent down and wiped the tears from Qing Jue's face with his slightly cold hands. He said, "The king will be back soon. I was asked to give him a heads-up!"
Jialou Qingjue had a somewhat depressed look on her face, and her dense eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes. "Is it true? Can I really see my mother?"
"Can."
In just half a cup of tea, Yuan Fan was summoned by Hades. In the huge hall, only Cang Ming was left. He sat upright on a stool, his hair already gray, and even his face had some wrinkles. His voice was very old. When he saw Yuan Fan, he said softly, "Did the Demon King send you?"
"Your Majesty...she is about to die."
"What did you say! Xier, how could she die!" Cangming threw the brush in his hand to the ground fiercely. He seemed to be angry, and the blue veins on his forehead popped out like earthworms, making him look even older.
Yuan Fan took off the brocade bag hanging from his waist, walked up the stairs slowly, and poured the bottles onto the table. A chill appeared on the corner of Yuan Fan's mouth. "Your Majesty, in fact, I have missed you very much over the years. She would return to the underworld every hundred years to secretly see you. Your Majesty refused to come back because he was afraid of bringing trouble to the underworld. Even a thousand years ago, when your Majesty was struck by lightning, he kept thinking of the names of the little prince and you in his dreams..."
Yuan Fan said a lot, and Cang Ming's wrinkled face was covered with tears. He opened his eyes wide in panic, "What use does she have for these souls?"
Yuan Fan knelt on the ground, his hands pressed to the ground. "The price of exchanging your majesty with the ape is to destroy your own immortal body and be a demon for a hundred lifetimes. If you cannot collect ten thousand souls, you will completely disappear from the six realms."
The voice suddenly became choked, and Cang Ming said in disbelief, "The last soul... where is the last soul!"
"The last soul is me." Yuan Fan's voice became calmer and calmer, as if he had already anticipated all this.
Cang Ming walked down from the high platform with a sad look on his face, his knees bent. He stared at Yuan Fan with tearful eyes, then knelt heavily on the cold ground, his forehead knocking against the ground from time to time. Even in the hall, the sound of Cang Ming's kowtow could be heard, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you!
Please save my daughter, save my Xier!"
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