Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

In the second round of the team competition, they were drawn to the underworld.

The underworld in the West.

This time it's not looking for something, it's starting from the hall of the underworld and breaking out.

Strange to say, there is God but no Lucifer, there is Pluto but no Zeus Hera, and of course Pluto is not called Hades.

However, Netherland has no sun, which is consistent with the legend.

Lao Zhang has not seen the sun for decades, and he always feels moldy all over his body.

Lao Li laughed at him: "You only have a soul left, so there is nothing moldy about you."

Lao Zhang smashed it and said: "When I was young, I finished my work, sweated all over, smoked tobacco, lay in the shade of a tree, and opened my body to bask in the sun. These were the most comfortable days. Now I want to smoke. Not here!"

"When we were young, we died in our twenties."

"That's been dead for a long time, why can't it be said that it was young."

"That's right. And then."

"Later, you also know, follow the country to fight outside, volunteers! Anti-war bald eagles! I died outside, so I came here. Hey, I thought I could return to my roots, but I didn't expect to come to this ghost place."

Old Li sighed: "Yes, who would have thought that those who die abroad must be under the management of the foreign hell."

Another yellow-skinned and black-haired person came over: "How did you die? I helped us send information, but was surrounded by bald eagles and died. It's a pity that my 120-character information could not be sent back. "

Old Zhang: "I was a little homesick at night, crying while hugging a tree, and was killed by the night-attacking enemy, but I can guarantee that I screamed before I died."

Lao Li: "I am different from you, I am not a soldier, I am a war reporter..."

Another person approached: "Are you a reporter? Do you know the words of the bald eagle? We haven't come down for a long time, and I don't know what's going on at the flower planter."

Lao Zhang: "It's good if no one comes down, it means that we flower growers don't need to go outside to fight anymore, and we will die in a foreign land."

Snapped--

A whip came over.

The devil cursed: "What are you talking about around, why don't you hurry up and go to work!"

Lao Li clutched his arms, the pain that pierced his soul made him grin his teeth.

Old Zhang glared at him and was about to get violent. The ghost who was also a flower grower held him down and shook his head at him.

"Be patient." The man whispered, "Soon."

Lao Li also mouthed to Lao Zhang: "It's coming soon."

Don't be impulsive.

What their florists are best at is uprising.But they did not have a steady stream of people in every uprising in history, and they did not fail and reappear until someone seized the top.So, be especially careful.

The demon let out a "huh", and then went up with a whip: "What are you staring at? Why, did you think your underworld would come to pick you up? There are no ghosts over there, and we were sent by Hades to take over and become a branch of the underworld." .”

Lao Zhang endured it, arched his back and shrunk his shoulders.For the uprising that my fellow countrymen are secretly preparing.

The chief looked at the bald eagle president, crushing him with aura, the president was so horrified that he could hardly sit still, he just felt that the surname Xie was about to punch him hard and put a fruit knife in his heart.

Chief: "I hope that the bald eagle can make an explanation. But the florist does not accept reconciliation."

Even if President Bald Eagle was holding his breath, he didn't dare to challenge him at this moment. Will Chief Xie be scruples about international influence and endure his radical behavior? He just said stiffly: "There is no explanation. The gods are stateless and do not obey the government's orders. We bald eagles don't know anything about it."

The chief did not speak, and after President Bald Eagle finished speaking, he also fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly reached freezing point.

The coldness in Jiang Xingxiu's eyes almost froze the gate of the underworld.

"Boss." Rongrong tilted her head, holding a forbidden spell that was about to take shape in her hand: "Shall I kill you?"

"of course."

The huge roar attracted the sideways glances of ghosts and demons.

A huge phantom of the god of death rose from the palace of Hades: "Who dares to provoke the underworld!" The ecstatic sickle slashed at Jiang Xingxiu and the others, passing the dreamlike overlapping shadows.

Death is a subordinate of Hades.In their view, this matter does not require Pluto to take action.

Jiang Xingxiu injected a magistrate's divine power into each of his teammates: "Go, let's make a scene."

Without even raising his eyes, the sickle stopped three meters above his head, not being able to penetrate half an inch.

Rongrong clenched her fists, feeling the soaring cultivation, with a brazen smile on her face: "Don't worry. The boss fights the boss, we fight the minions, and we will definitely not interfere with you."

Several people rushed into the underworld, with the divine power of the judge, they were like wolves rushing into the sheep's nest, and no one was their enemy.

Jiang Xingxiu raised the corners of his mouth.

Then, the sickle on the head shattered inch by inch.He vaguely heard the sound of someone spitting blood.

"Reaper, you are not his opponent, go and heal your wounds."

The nearly dim phantom bowed slightly and dissipated.

Pluto didn't make any gimmicks, just appeared in front of Jiang Xingxiu in such an unremarkable manner, looked at him, and said in a low voice, "I heard that there is an old saying among your flower growers that you call a hero to be a boy. I think it is to describe you."

Jiang Xingxiu didn't answer his words, and stretched out three fingers: "Three questions."

Pluto laughed: "Are all flower growers so arrogant?"

"First." Jiang Xingxiu said to himself: "Are you deliberately detaining the flower grower's ghost to work in the underworld?"

The audience watching this scene in the live broadcast room was very nervous.

If the other party doesn't cooperate, wouldn't it be embarrassing enough to explode?

Pluto really doesn't intend to cooperate.

A mortal brat, what qualifications does he have to ask him to answer questions.

Jiang Xingxiu glanced at him.

[Activate Judge. 】

The underworld is gray, without light, but not dark.However, at this moment, the entire underworld entered darkness.

Pluto's eyes darkened.

Ragnarok?Now?

Regardless of Jiang Xingxiu, he turned around and went back to the palace, and fell into a deep sleep to resist the erosion of Ragnarok.

The Black Fire Snake blocked his way.

"Fellow Daoist, why leave in such a hurry, let's finish answering the three questions first."

The judge threw out the judge pen from the judge's hand, and it turned into the word "judgment" in ink.

Pluto has almost no impression of the judge.He didn't pay attention to the deity of the florist's death, so he didn't know the judge.

He just frowned: "Get out!"

In the dusk of the gods, he didn't bother to care about it, hoping that these people would be a little more sensible.

But uncontrollably, Pluto opened his mouth: "Yes."

"Are you letting the demons oppress them?"

"Yes."

"Are you—" the judge raised his eyes, "guilty."

Pluto: "I am innocent."

God has no nationality, and so does Pluto.It was his demons who were not created by him that had nationality, and he just didn't help the other side.

He is innocent!

The judge said lightly: "You are guilty."

If I say guilty, you are guilty.

crime--

Unforgivable!

The word "judgment" was printed on Pluto's forehead, and he was not allowed to distinguish it.

Black flames rose from his body, and Pluto continued to use his divine power, but he still couldn't get rid of the bone-attached ant.

The judge no longer cared about him, and did his best. The Nine Nether Hells were attached to the underworld, attacking the protection of the underworld, and vying for the control of the underworld.

He remembered that the underworld developed the underworld into a western branch before, and it was not indecent to come and go, but he was busy with other things before, so he didn't come here.

Now, it can be solved easily.

This time, it was President Bald Eagle's turn to attack: "Chief Xie, your judge has gone too far. May I think that the florists have been coveting the territory of the Bald Eagle for a long time, violating the territorial sovereignty of the Bald Eagle?"

The chief raised his eyelids: "The gods are not under the control of the flower planters, nor are they under the control of the bald eagle. How can the struggle between the two independent forces be called a violation of territorial sovereignty?"

The president's face turned very ugly in an instant.

In the past, flower growers always paid attention to the gentleman's demeanor when they spoke, and they insisted on words. When did they not add embellishments like they do now, and they just slapped them directly.

If you ask Jiang Xingxiu, he will definitely be able to give the answer.In the past, the national power was equal, but the power of the inner world was still a lot weaker, so the power of the inner world was equal.

Jiang Xingxiu didn't have time to answer this question.

He didn't even bother to chase after Hades escaped by means.

He walked towards the veteran of the florist.

"A member of the Flower Planters, a sophomore in University A, the captain of the No. 30th World Cup Flower Planters Team, Jiang Xingxiu, here to pick up comrades and go back!" Jiang Xingxiu gave a standard military salute.

Perhaps it would be more shocking to let the judge come, but after all, Jiang Xingxiu still wanted to do this as a human being, a citizen of the Flower Planter.

"Danmaku: A member of the Flower Planters, a sophomore in high school, and the president of the student union, the first in grade, Dong Shengge, here to pick up comrades, we're going back!"

"Banmaku: Officer of the Flower Planter, Lieutenant Lieutenant, Cheng Lianzhu, here to pick up comrades, go back!"

"Banmaku: A member of the Flower Planters, a graduate of clinical medicine combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine from a medical university, his future ambition is to explore the restricted areas of life and become a useful talent for the country. Li Fan, come to pick up comrades and go back!"

"Bulletmaku: Florist Citizen, Businessman..."

"Barrage: members of the flower planters, literature lovers..."

"Bullet screen: Florist citizens, students..."