Master, I really don't want to lay eggs!

"Ding Ding Ding...Master Ding..."

The new kid is timid and stutters, and I don’t know how his grandfather coaxed Lu Pan to serve as an underworld official for Xiao Jieba. He yawned, and the soul chain in his hand rattled, and he said impatiently: "Say something quickly!"

"That that...that fire ghost, really...would it really come here..."

"Sixteen people will die in this hotel tonight. Except for the fire ghost, I can't think of anyone who can kill so many people. Why are you shaking? You are a ghost, and you are afraid of death!"

"I, I, I... I heard that ghosts and ghosts... will die too, and if they die, they will..."

"If you die again, you will be wiped out! You are just a little fire ghost, and you died about the same age as you. After all, you have been trained seriously. How can the police be afraid of hooligans?" Ding Sazhi rolled his eyes. "Straighten your back, don't be like a noodle, can Master Ding bring you to die!"

"No, no, no... can't..."

"Have you memorized the list?"

"Back to back... I'm familiar with it..."

Ding Sa and the little stuttering ghost were squatting in the safe passage on the top floor of the hotel, waiting for the moment when Haishi would come: "When the time comes, I will hunt down the fire ghost, and you will lock up the new souls one by one according to the roster, remember?"

The little stutterer swallowed, and nodded fiercely.

"Boom--"

Not far away, there was an earth-shattering sound of glass cracking, and Ding Sa and Xiao Jieba jumped up in shock at the same time.

Ding Sa narrowed his eyes: "Western fallen angels? Why did you come to us to play wild?"

"Shhhhh..."

"Western countries, like us, also have three realms. When they die, they don't go to the underworld, but good people go to heaven with holy angels, and they go to hell with Satan's messengers if they do evil things. However, the world is as black as crows. Some holy angels If you have evil thoughts in your heart and do something that betrays God, you will be labeled as a fallen angel and hunted down by holy angels, and there is a fallen angel in front of you."

"Then that...then what should I do?" Xiaoba's legs and mouth kept trembling at the same frequency.

"What would happen if you smuggled abroad while you were alive and were caught by the customs?" Ding Sa asked.

"Ah?" Xiao stammered dumbfounded, "I, I, I..."

"I know you haven't smuggled in! Let's go, since you crossed the border illegally, you have to go for a while!"

The silver light of the cross in Jiang Yingzheng's hand flashed brightly. He stabbed the sharp end into his palm, and the bright red blood gushed out and dripped onto the light yellow cashmere carpet. White smoke rose, as if it was about to burn.

The figure of the Fallen Angel who was rushing over stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yingzheng muttered a few more indistinct spells in a low voice, and white smoke suddenly rose, erecting a hazy barrier in front of him, separating him from the fallen angels like a mist.

"You actually made a deal with the black witch for him?" The fallen angel couldn't believe it at first, and then laughed wildly, "A person like you actually gave the black witch her soul after death?"

"There's nothing I can't do for him." Jiang Yingzheng said coldly.

"Eason Jiang," the fallen angel spread his hands, "Do you know that you are a person who has made great contributions to mankind, and after death, you will go to heaven to be a celestial being, and your status is far above that of holy angels. Number.Eleven is a beautiful and kind holy angel, you can like any one you want, why use your noble soul for a dying trash?"

"Da Da... Your Excellency..." A voice as thin as a mosquito suddenly sounded in the room, "Why... he, he, them..."

Ding Sa interrupted the little stutterer: "Why can you understand what they say? Because the language of the dead all over the world is common. Although he is a fallen angel, he is still a ghost without a living soul after all."

"Huaxia Mingchai?" The figure turned around, and the icy blue pupils shot over like ice with substance, "Don't meddle in your own business!"

"I don't want to be nosy either," Ding Thirty said leisurely, "It's better for your Excellency to go back to your Western territory if you want to fight or kill. Recently, we are really busy with business here. If this Westerner dies in my jurisdiction , within a year or so, we Hades will not have time to handle the extradition procedures for him."

Huaxia's ghosts have been dead for hundreds of years. Their spells are not comparable to those of the angels in the West. The fallen angels are afraid of Ding Sa. He is silent for a moment: "I will not kill this human being. Get me I will leave here if I want anything, and I won't cause you any trouble."

"But look at him, will he give it to you?" Ding Sa looked at Jiang Yingzheng holding the crystal ball in his arms guardedly, his eyes narrowed, there was actually the soul of a holy angel, although it was very faint, But it didn't dissipate.No wonder this human being can see fallen angels, he should also be able to see himself and Xiaoba.

"Your Excellency Mingchai, you really care too much."

"Okay," Ding Sa shrugged. As long as there is no accidental life, other matters are indeed out of his control. He waved to Xiao Jieba, motioning Xiao Jieba to leave with him.

"If you can't stop him, I'll commit suicide here!" Jiang Yingzheng said suddenly, he spoke pure Chinese, obviously he had understood the conversation between Ding Sa and the fallen angel earlier, and he knew Ding Sa was A person who can restrain fallen angels.

Ding Sa shook his head, then turned around again: "Forgive me, you probably don't have the right to choose life and death..." He suddenly stopped, because Jiang Yingzheng immediately made another cut on his wrist with a cross, The white mist in front of him got thicker, and his face was as pale as paper, and his body was already crumbling.

"The silver cross of the black witch..." Ding Sa frowned. Why did he encounter such a troublesome thing? A fallen angel wanted to hunt down the soul of a holy angel, but he also ran into a human being who had a deal with the black witch. , This also shows that this person's identity is unusual. You must know that the black witch only deals with the most noble souls, and there are only a handful of people in the Western world who can catch her eyes.

The three parties in the house confronted each other, and all fell silent.

But the wall clock on the wall rang at this time, Ding Sa was startled, the hour of Hai had arrived!

A cry came from outside: "Fire, run, fire--"

The fire ghost is really here!

Ding Thirty stuttered and yelled at Xiao Xiao: "Go and catch the fire ghost, hurry up! We can't let the death toll exceed the ones on the list!"

Little stuttered along the corner of the wall and collapsed on the ground: "I, I, I...I can't..."

"Then watch here and don't let that person die!"

"I, I, I...I can't either..."

Ding Thirty's eyes darkened, he had never hated the relationship so much like this moment!

Suddenly his eyes lit up again, and he took out the communication talisman Lu Jiu gave him.

Lu Jiu was nestling in Qin Zhao's arms watching anime, and when he heard Ding Sao's voice, his first reaction was to find Xuanyuan Zhou. After hearing what had happened, he went to the hotel with Qin Zhao, although his impression of Jiang Yingzheng was not that high. Okay, but this hotel is under the Qinglong Group. If such a person dies here, it may cause Qin Zhao a lot of trouble.

"Mr. Dao, you came just in time. You must not let this man die here. The little ghost will go catch the fire ghost first!" up.

Jiang Yingzheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Zhao appear. With this person around, he would not let himself die anyway.

"Boss Qin..." Jiang Yingzheng reversed all his previous haughty posture, and shouted in a low voice, because his mood was a little slack, he staggered a bit, and Qin Zhao saw the blood dripping from his wrist, which almost made his whole body swell. The carpet was stained red, and he couldn't help frowning, and walked over.

The fallen angel looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise: "Who are you?"

Lu Jiu also looked at the fallen angel curiously: "Who are you? Hey, are you a Western ghost?"

Qin Zhao stopped in front of the mist in front of Jiang Yingzheng. Lu Jiu came over and lightly tapped his fingertips, and the mist quickly dissipated. Jiang Yingzheng fell forward in a flash, Qin Zhao caught him and supported him Sit down on the edge of the bed.

There was a first aid kit in the hotel room, Qin Zhao took it and bandaged Jiang Yingzheng.

The fallen angel over there was completely taken aback. This seemingly young Chinese man easily broke the black witch's fog spell!Who the hell is he?

The fallen angel knew that it was impossible to get the crystal ball from this person, so he gradually disappeared, and Jiang Yingzheng suddenly shouted: "Don't let him go!"

"Mr. Lu, you can't let him go, he'll keep coming! Help me catch him, I'll give you whatever money you want, and you can do whatever you want!"

Qin Zhao smiled, "Mr. Jiang, at this time, you put the business aside and treat the injury first. Our children are not short of that money."

Lu Jiu looked up at Qin Zhao, and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Seeing the eager look of the little guy, Qin Zhao was both annoyed and funny. This little money fan almost couldn't walk away when he heard the word "money".

It's a pity that Qin Yue, who has always been in charge of bargaining for Lu Jiu, is not here. Qin Zhao touched his nose, coughed lightly, and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say such a thing as an offer.

Jiang Yingzheng was also a fine person, seeing what he didn't understand about the interaction between the two, he immediately said an astronomical price, and Lu Jiu calculated silently in his heart, his mouth pursed and his eyes lit up.

The fallen angel took advantage of this opportunity and wanted to escape, but Lu Jiu raised his hand and shot out a blue light, covering him directly, and the black cat was also trapped so that he couldn't move.

The fallen angel was trapped and shouted angrily inside: "I am not your Huaxia ghost, you have no right to trap me!"

Lu Jiu just saw that he was about to run, so he stopped him instinctively, but he didn't know how to do it, he looked at Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao thought for a while: "When the ghost messenger comes back, ask him, this foreign country Damn ghost, you can fight but you can't."

Lu Jiu said happily, "Third brother is still smart!"

Qin Zhao stopped Jiang Yingzheng's bleeding and wrapped up the wound: "Boss Jiang looks very weak, why don't you rest first, and we can talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to say, this..." He turned his head and looked at the black mass in the green light barrier. The figure, I don't know how to call it.

"This is a fallen angel..." Jiang Yingzheng said hoarsely.

Lu Jiu was puzzled.

Western countries have only a few hundred years of history, and Lu Jiu knows nothing about the Three Realms system of these emerging nations.

Qin Zhao thought for a while, and explained in a way that is easy for Lu Jiu to understand: "Probably, the immortals have become demons, and they are fallen angels."

Lu Jiu suddenly realized.

"Then he is trying to harm you?" Qin Zhao asked.

Jiang Yingzheng shook his head. He held up the crystal ball, and groped for the pale gray soul inside the ball with pain and pity: "He wants to catch Eleven, and Eleven is the holy angel responsible for arresting him, but...for some reason , Eleven is not his opponent, I had a hard time asking someone to keep a trace of his soul. Originally, as long as I had the opportunity to meet another holy angel, I could bring Eleven back to heaven, but this fallen angel has never let us go. Now Eleven My soul is getting weaker and weaker..."

He raised his head and looked at Lu Jiu earnestly, his eyes full of pleading: "Mr. Lu, if possible, can you keep this crystal ball for me? He is safe only by your side, and I will find another holy one." Angel, you can send him back."

Lu Jiu stared at the crystal ball with a puzzled expression on his face: "According to what you said, the holy angel is a ghost, but I see why he has a half-human breath, and there is turbidity in his spiritual power. No wonder he can't beat that fallen angel. But it is also because of this that he can maintain his soul power until now, what is the reason for this?"

Jiang Yingzheng's pale face suddenly turned red, and he coughed violently a few times, not knowing what to say for a moment.

When Qin Zhao first saw Jiang Yingzheng desperately trying to protect the crystal ball, he guessed the relationship between the two, but now seeing Jiang Yingzheng in such an embarrassing state, what else did he not understand? He also coughed and had a headache. Explain this to Lu Jiu.

Fortunately, the rescuers came, and Ding Sa took Huo Gui away, and came to Lu Jiu with a little stammer to thank him, and Lu Jiu asked his doubts.

Ding Sada said, "Hey, it's because the holy angel has intercourse with ordinary people that his body will be polluted with turbidity. Even if the holy angel is sent back, God will not spare him!"

Jiang Yingzheng immediately became anxious: "Then what should I do?" He turned to Lu Jiu, "Mr. Lu, please help me, I am willing to give all my property in exchange!"

Lu Jiu moved a little closer to Qin Zhao's side, and whispered in Qin Zhao's ear.

Qin Zhao wanted to support his forehead and sigh, but Jiang Yingzheng reported his worth by himself.

There were two "gudong" sounds in the room, someone was swallowing, one was Lu Jiu, and the other was Xiao stuttering.

Little stammered in amazement: "It's so... so rich..."

But Ding Sa sighed: "You mortal, for the sake of the holy angel, you gave your soul after death to the black witch, and took out all your property in life, without thinking about yourself at all, you... oh! Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it." Jiang Yingzheng replied without hesitation.

Qin Zhao was slightly moved.

Jiang Yingzheng and Shengangang are actually very similar to him and Lu Jiu. They are lovers in different worlds, and they can give everything for each other.

Jiang Yingzheng sensitively captured Qin Zhao's emotions. Before Qin Zhao could speak, he whispered, "He saved me...without Eleven, there would be no Jiang Yingzheng today."