Inhibition Marking Committee

The palace of Gondol was brightly lit, and the Minister of Internal Affairs and the Chief Steward had been waiting at the door for a long time.When they saw Gorier returning with the Pope, they rode on the same dragon. They seemed to be intimate, and there were unanimous expressions of understanding on their faces.

The Minister of the Interior, Earl Oliver, is Gaurier's cousin. He has a suave appearance, is gorgeously dressed, and is a capable vegetarian beta.

"Your Majesty, good morning, Lord Shengzong."

After Oliver saluted, he began to report the situation to Huan Xiubai: "Your Majesty, the situation is critical. We received a message from other territorial lords. The magic vines appeared all over Gondole, devouring civilians and destroying the land. Now people are in panic, come here Everyone watching the ceremony is waiting for your decision, look..." Oliver glanced at Sheamus.

Sheamos said politely, "Goriye, the bishops must be waiting, so I'll deal with it first."

Oliver heaved a sigh of relief seeing Sheamus actively avoiding him.

"Wait a minute." Huan Xiubai turned his face and told the manager: "Bring a pair of shoes to Lord Shengzong."

The manager straightened his body; "Yes."

On the way to pick up the shoes, the manager dared not guess how the shoes were lost in such a fierce "confrontation"?

The pope put on the pumps under the service of the steward, and finally smiled gently at Huan Xiubai: "Thank you for sending me back, and I hope to have a chance to communicate with His Majesty in private next time."

Private communication—the brains of the onlookers and ministers were pounded by these four words.

The king and the pope seemed to have become lovers overnight.The manager and the minister were respectively planning how to arrange the next affairs intensively, so as to put a solid cover on this secret relationship.

"There will be." Huan Xiubai realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and still told the pivot: "Be careful."

Sheamus nodded with a smile.

His Majesty the Pope left in a meandering manner. The steward and Oliver faced Huan Xiubai alone, and couldn't help revealing their excitement. They looked at each other and said excitedly to Huan Xiubai: "Congratulations, Mr. Golier, the king of all demons, everyone! It is proceeding according to your plan, and the operation is a success!"

... So, it's not that some idle family is just turning over old scores and punishing them, but that they, a group of demons, are doing things in secret.

Golier's slightly darker complexion did not show any suspicious expression changes, so he took it lightly and praised: "Very good."

With the affirmation of the Lord of Hell, Oliver's eyes lit up, and he continued: "We sent people to the Holy See to steal the seeds, and planted the flowers in the largest blood pool on the second floor of Hell. Within a month, the world will be completely destroyed. .”

Huan Xiubai nodded, "Well, yes. But," he couldn't help asking, "Why did we do this?"

From Huan Xiubai's point of view, destroying the continent is not suitable for the sustainable development of hell.There are so many succubi, vampires, goblins, and demon ogres in the entire seven hells. Everyone needs to rely on the human world to obtain food and energy to survive.Turning the world upside down, in the short term, everyone in hell can take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune, but in the long run, this kind of behavior is as stupid as detonating your own kitchen and smashing the rice box in the refrigerator.

The face of the head of the royal family and the head of hell moved slightly as if it had been brushed with water. He, who was good at guessing the holy will, immediately realized that this might be a temporary test for Goriller, and he lowered his head and replied humbly: "Return to your lord, because we are demons." , the devil will do the worst thing."

Oliver glanced at him, and slandered inwardly: Damn it, you actually stole my words and wanted to show it in front of Lord Goriller!

Oliver changed the way he thought it was more layered: "Master Goriller, we will keep your teachings in our hearts. It is our lifelong goal to become the root of all evil. It is your great tail that guides our vast army of demons to advance to heaven. !"

"What?! Are you a demon?" The leather jacket let out a howl.

"It's us." Oliver emphasized proudly.

The dragon squinted his eyes and expressed doubts: "Isn't the devil very strong? Why can't even three male dragons emerge?"

"Because we are cunning demons, we renege on our promises."

The leather jacket breathed out dragon breath and flapped its wings: "No, you are not demons at all!"

Huan Xiubai interrupted their dispute and said, "How about Hua, I need to confirm." He really felt that his demon team didn't look very reliable.Perhaps in order to save money for the mission, the mastermind randomly found a few subordinates to fill him up.

Oliver stroked his handsome mustache and straightened his back: "I assure you, it is growing vigorously, faster and fatter than the bamboo shoots in spring."

Ten minutes later, they passed through the quiet and deserted kitchen of the imperial palace, came to the cold storage gate, and got in one by one.In order to prevent the leather jacket from causing trouble, Huan Xiubai made it smaller and dragged it into hell by the back of the neck.

Huan Xiubai thought that he would immediately see the magnificent scene depicted by Dante in the Divine Comedy, but when he walked out, he found that there was still a back kitchen here, a back kitchen that looked exactly like the one they had just passed by.

However, Huan Xiubai could see at a glance that the directions and positions of all things were opposite to those in the human world, presenting a mirror image effect.

As they went upstairs, the corridor was filled with portraits of Gorier in various periods. Huan Xiubai silently scanned them into his mind as he passed by.One of them made him take a second look. It was an unusually handsome man with his hands on the shoulders of the young Goriel, smiling and looking forward.

Oliver noticed his gaze and sighed: "Every time you pass here, you have to stop, Lord Satan, I miss him as much as you do."

That said, the real master of hell is not here at this moment for some reason, and it has been that way for a long time.Golier, who took over from Satan to manage hell, has some relationship with Satan. Golier respects him a lot, so he puts the frame in the most prominent position.

The mission data package downloaded by Huan Xiubai only contained the framework world settings, and he needed to explore more specific information by himself.His system is malfunctioning, so he cannot ask the monitoring team for information support. Levy, who is usually in charge of scene investigation, is not at the mission point. This time he is acting alone, so he needs to pay more attention.

"He will come back to us one day." Huan Xiubai continued, observing the reactions of Oliver and the manager.

"I hope, may Satan bless you." Oliver smiled wryly, and did not continue.

Huan Xiubai was not in a hurry, and they led them out of the palace gate.The scenery outside is more or less in line with Huan Xiubai's imagination of hell. Under the magnificent steps, there is a pale blood-red void. The blood-red moon is extremely huge, hanging on the eaves of the palace.

Walking down the steps, the long strips of stone steps suspended in the air came together one by one, piled up like dominoes to form a narrow spiral passage, twisting downwards, extending into the vague chaos, with no end in sight.

Huan Xiubai held the dragon in his palm, and stepped up the suspended steps under the watchful eyes of the manager and Oliver.He was always ready to zoom in on his leather jacket in case he missed the ground and fell directly from the seventh floor of hell to the first floor.

"Don't worry, we have repaired this ladder, it won't be like last time." The manager reminded intimately.

Huan Xiubai retracted his outstretched foot.

What a hell, how come it looks like the facilities are outdated, the utensils are old, and there is a lack of funds.

"I'm riding a dragon, you go first." Huan Xiubai stood aside.

In order to verify the results of his work, the Chief Manager took the lead to go up. He walked half a circle down the spiral ladder and said to the top: "My lord, look at this ladder. It is very stable. Even if I stomp my feet twice, nothing will happen."

As he said that, he stepped on it hard twice, and the ladder gave him face, without shaking at all.

The manager insisted on requesting Gorier to accept the ladder: "Please go down ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The spiral staircase fell suddenly, taking the steward with it, and within a few seconds, it was too far away to hear the demon's call.

Oliver clicked his tongue in his mouth, stretched his head and looked down: "I guess this meeting has reached the second floor."

...It really is very unreliable.Huan Xiubai, as the director of the Special Service Department, has developed a pair of piercing eyes over the years, and has a natural ability to recognize unreliable employees.

Fortunately, he brought a vehicle - private dragon.

Huan Xiubai raised his arm and tossed the dog-sized black dragon high: "Leather jacket!"

"Aww~" Hei Yanlong broke free from the spell, changed back to its original shape, flapped its wings and hung under the steps.Huan Xiubai climbed onto the dragon's back, grabbed the ring, and was about to leave when someone grabbed a corner of his robe.

Oliver begged embarrassedly: "Hey, can you, also, give me a ride."

The leather jacket protested: "Benlong doesn't carry cunning demons."

Oliver looked at Huan Xiubai, Huan Xiubai rubbed the dragon's head, and said simply: "The dragon is not happy."

Oliver:? ? ? ?Then why were you happy to bring the human pope just now?

"Oliver, you can teleport there."

"... Teleporting across layers in hell is the authority of the great devil, and subordinates cannot."

"Then I can only wait for me to go down, and then I will pick you up." Huan Xiubai's teleportation skills can only be used after knowing the environment and location of the transfer places on both sides.

"Thank you, my lord!"

Huan Xiubai drove his leather jacket into the dark depths. Hell is in the shape of a funnel. The first layer has the widest area, and then the layers decrease. Each layer is in charge of different big demons. The second layer is the territory of the demon Samael.

The leather jacket was still young, and it was the first time he visited hell, and he spread his wings and roared excitedly in the language of dragons.They were rappelling downwards, but they seemed to be flying upside down as they flew, turning into a vertical upward flight.

They passed layer after layer of land. From a distance, hell looks like thick brown pancakes stacked one after another, with sesame seeds and sauces sprinkled on them, which are the dens of the residents of hell.

Huan Xiubai counted the floors and reached the second floor, where the supervisor was casting a spell to reduce the swelling on his head.Huan Xiubai surveyed the environment, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and appeared again pinching Oliver's shoulder in the blink of an eye.

The Blood Pond was close at hand, and they walked half a circle along the lake-like pool that could not be seen to the edge, and they did not see the shadow of the green vine.

Oliver wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment: "It shouldn't be, I remember it was still here before, it likes to suck blood, the longer it grows, the thicker it is, it crawls all over the ground, where did it go?"

"Oliver, are you sure you brought it in the right place? It's a capital offense to deceive Lord Goriller." The manager snapped, eager to get rid of the relationship.

"I—" He was beginning to be unsure.

A messenger bat flew over from the middle of the lake, hovered over their heads, and asked in Samael's voice, "What are you looking for?"

"Lord Samuel! Have you seen the green vine?" Oliver grabbed at straws.

There was a giggle from the bat's body: "Lvteng, that poor little one, it crawled away."

"Where did you crawl to?"

Samuel replied with Huan Xiubai's familiar tone: "I don't know."

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What does it mean that the dragon is not happy? It is obviously that the director is partial.See through but not puncture.

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The follow-up of Halong Motorcycle——

Xi Xiaohua: Alright, let’s go here

Huan Xiaoba (with a cigarette in his mouth) smiled evilly: That’s impossible, I haven’t reached your house yet

Xi Xiaohua's hand suddenly stretched out from behind, snatched the handlebar of the motorcycle, and forced it to stop.

Xiaoba Huan dropped the cigarette, and watched in shock as Xiaohua took off her helmet, turning from a weak beauty into a big wild cat in a second.

Xi Xiaohua leaned over and pressed her ear: You want to chase me?

Huan Xiaoba blushes: Be mine, I will pick you up every day.

Xi Xiaohua smiled, turned and left in the setting sun, took two steps, threw the helmet back with her backhand, looked back and said: "Your o?"It's up to you, wait for the next life.

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