The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Jing Yuan is a person who has clear rewards and punishments, fulfills his duties, and pays attention to following the rules.

All souls who enter the underworld will be reincarnated according to the records of good and evil in their lives. Those who should be reincarnated will be reincarnated, and those who should be sent to hell will be sent to hell.

No matter how big of a mistake this person has made, as long as he is sentenced, he will never use any lynching.

Therefore, even though the people imprisoned in this abyss hell are all heinous evil spirits, he has never harmed them.

But today, when Jiang Luowei could not be found for a long time, Jing Yuan fell into unprecedented anxiety. His fingers tightly strangled a person's neck, and he could easily break it with just a little more force. .

"I ask one last time, where is she?"

Jing Yuan's voice was extremely cold, mixed with obvious impatience. His patience has reached its limit, and if it continues like this, Jiang Luowei may have no hope of survival.

The soul he choked was the one who just said he saw Jiang Luowei being dragged away. At this time, his eyes widened in horror, and his face was filled with fear.

He spoke with difficulty: "I...I don't know, I really don't know where she is."

Jing Yuan's fingers tightened slightly. The man was obviously a dead soul, but he still felt the fear of facing death again.

When he was about to suffocate, he raised his hand and pointed to a certain place with difficulty.

"I, I only saw her being dragged over there..."

The next second, Jing Yuan let go of his hand. Without even looking at him, he went straight in the direction he pointed.

At the same time, while Jingyuan was distracted and not paying attention, a few strands of black energy broke free from the seal and quickly fled to the top of the abyss, hoping to take this opportunity to escape from this dark prison.

Little did he know... there were already people sitting and waiting above.

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Thinking that the little girl was in danger, Jing Yuan did not dare to delay at all, and rushed forward without stopping for a moment.

The road to hell is winding and rugged, full of dangers and temptations, and it's easy to lose your way. But Jingyuan was very familiar with this place, and he knew how to walk, but he was uneasy and stumbled while walking.

Fortunately, after a while, he found the dark shadow that captured Jiang Luowei in a dark place.

At this time, the black figure was squatting in the corner, chewing something in his mouth. There was a pool of blood in front of him, and a few pieces of broken clothes were bright red and glaring.

He probably hadn't eaten such wonderful food for a long time. He was so intoxicated that he didn't notice Jing Yuan standing not far away at all.

Suddenly, he snorted softly, reached out to pick it in his mouth, and then spit out a small shiny thing.

The residue was mixed with blood. Even though the little thing was in such filth, Jing Yuan still recognized it at a glance.

It was an earring made of Bianhua flowers.

There is no other beautiful scenery in the underworld, and he doesn't know what girls like. He applied some magic power to solidify the flower body, and then found an excuse to give it to Jiang Luowei.

He clearly remembered that the little girl was extremely happy when she received this pair of earrings.

"Boss is great!" "Boss is great!"

Jing Yuanming knew that she was deliberately flattering, but he was very happy in his heart.

He liked to see the little girl laugh, even though it was heartless, he just liked it when he saw it.

He didn't know when he started to have such inexplicable emotions. Gods are supposed to be selfless. If they have selfish desires, how can they talk about fairness and justice?

Therefore, he also tried to deliberately transfer the little girl to another place and did not see her for several days.

In the end, the little girl lived a very comfortable life. On the contrary, he couldn't let it go.

Things like the root of love are born when they are born. Can't get rid of it, can't forget it.

He knew it well, so he thought, in this case, he should keep her in his heart.

But now...

When Jing Yuan smelled Jiang Luowei's blood, he already couldn't hold himself tight.

Now that he saw that earring being spit out, his blood instantly surged up in his body.

The broken silver blade in his hand turned into a cold light and stabbed at the black shadow without mercy.

The black shadow let out a scream and was killed by a knife without even reacting.

But Jingyuan didn't give up. He went crazy and disemboweled the black shadow. Black blood splashed all over his body and face, but he didn't care much.

At this moment, no one who sees him can believe it. How can he still be the strict Ming Emperor that he usually is?

All the demons in this hell combined cannot compare to his madness at this moment.

The rustling sounds were still lingering in his mind, and people who were not afraid of death were teasing him.

"Hehe, are you late? It's a pity that little girl is quite beautiful."

"Ah~ I'm very curious. The dignified Emperor Hades killed a prisoner in hell without authorization. I wonder what the crime will be?"

"Hahahahaha, how does it feel to lose? What kind of god, what kind of Emperor of the Underworld? Aren't you just like us, asking for nothing but getting it, separated by life and death, still unable to escape!"

"Shut up!"

Jing Yuan was not a violent person at first. It was because he had a stable mentality that he rarely had excessive mood swings, so Jiang Luowei would call him old-fashioned in private.

But now, he was so violent that he couldn't suppress it at all, and he couldn't bear to hear these taunting words.

He told those people to shut up, but those people were seeking death and kept laughing.

Jing Yuan held the short blade tightly in his hand, said no more, closed his eyes, and began to kill.

In his brain, the voice of the evil spirits kept coming. He followed the sound and raised the knife in his hand. He only heard screams and blood and flesh flying everywhere.

After fighting all the way, killing countless evil souls, his brain finally calmed down.

At this time, Mr. Hades's always meticulously combed bun has been loosened, hanging on his shoulders in strands.

In this hell, after the crazy slaughter, he was panting slightly, with no joy on his face, only embarrassment all over his body.

He lowered his eyes, without any sparkle in them. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment, and none of the remaining imprisoned souls dared to say a word or even watch the show. They all huddled in the corner obediently, for fear of being implicated.

Then, in this complete silence. A weak whisper suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Can't see, I can't see, I can't see, I can't see, I..."

The sound was so small that he wouldn't have been able to hear it if Jing Yuan hadn't cleared away all the noisy sounds in his head.

It was a very thin and weak whisper, like a small insect whispering something softly.

However, this almost inaudible whisper suddenly made Jing Yuan's dim eyes light up again.