Dimensionality Reduction Rolling [Quick Travel]

Wu Yan took the whip: "I respect the imperial order."

The pen fairy is weak: "We in the country of kimchi have independent judicial power..."

Judge: "I don't care about the mortal world. In the world of gods and ghosts, only China has judicial power."

Wu Yan flicked the whip, and the black flame whip was transformed by the judge's brush. One whip will cultivate for one year, and three hundred whips will take away the 300-year cultivation of the pen fairy—you know, he has only been dead for ten years. 300 years of cultivation, relying solely on the year he died in his natal year, he wore red underwear and turned into a ghost.

The pen fairy who has only five years of cultivation left, her soul body is translucent, so weak that she is about to fall apart when blown by the wind.

The prison master withdrew his whip and returned the pen to the judge.

The judge looked at Xia An: "Jiang Xingxiu told me. What do you want to ask?"

Xia An's fists were sweating, trying not to pay attention to the bruised Bixian.

"I...I want to know the whereabouts of my cousin."

"Is there a portrait of her?"

"Have!"

Xia An walked to the bed with both hands and feet, and took out his mobile phone from under the pillow.

The photo used as a screen saver is dotted with white snow, and the girl by the well has long hair and a white coat, as if shining in the snow.The seven or eight-year-old boy squatted at her feet, and he could vaguely see the outline of Xia An, with bulging cheeks, like a little golden bear, with a mouth full of grains.

"She is my cousin, Xia Zhiyi. She is eight years older than me, and we have a very good relationship. The photo is the last time we saw her. She was excellent since she was a child, and she was admitted to University A at the age of 15, starting from the second semester. , I haven’t called back, and I haven’t seen anyone during the holidays. My uncle and aunt have been looking, and looking, and ten years have passed, but they can’t find anyone.”

Xia An gently stroked the screen saver, and frowned when she remembered something.

"Those gossip neighbors said that she was dazzled by the big city and was a mistress, so she had no face to call her family to report her safety. They are talking nonsense!" Xia An was trembling with anger, "My sister is very filial, she is so filial at all. It's not what they insulted. She must have disappeared because of an accident!"

Jiang Xingxiu was surprised to find out that he knew the girl, who was in the cellar before, and kindly asked the judge to leave, saying that she was the only one who couldn't carry the girl who was too crowded in Dashu Village.

Seeing that she spoke clearly and in a normal spirit, I thought she had just been sold for a few years, but I didn't expect it to be ten years...

Such a tenacious spirit, if not trafficked, should be a successful person that people talk about.

"Your sister has seen it." The judge told him, "Now you should call your parents in the police station to report that she is safe. As for what happened to her...it depends on whether she is willing to tell you."

Tears rolled down from Xia An's eyes suddenly.

Even the judge couldn't bear to tell how cruelly his sister had been tortured in the past ten years.

However, it's good to be alive.

Just live.

Jiang Xingxiu opened the space, and Prison Master Wuyan picked up the dying Bixian and followed him, about to leave.

"Your Majesty!" Xia An spoke quickly, "May I ask my friend—the one who asked you to descend, is he... safe?"

It's no wonder Xia An was thinking wildly, it was actually the scene where Jiang Xingxiu summoned the judge, and he disappeared after the summoning, especially like the operation of sacrifice in some novels.

He wanted to know the whereabouts of Xia Zhiyi, but he didn't want his friends to sacrifice to heaven!

Jiang Xingxiu stamped his feet.

After pondering for a moment, the judge said meaningfully: "Have you seen... Ultraman Tiga?"

Using the blood as a guide, the judge cut through the space in front of Xia Zhengyu, picked him up and left.

Xia Zhengyu chattered endlessly: "Let go of me quickly! What are you going to do! Have you ever understood who I am! I am the blood of Emperor Yu, our family is well-known in the world, and [-]% of the dragon veins of Kunlun Mountain are exclusively owned by my family. .I am the only child in the family, if you dare to harm me, our Xia family will definitely live forever!"

The judge raised his eyebrows coldly: "Noisy."

Pen Fairy tugged on the Prisoner's robe, took out the blood-stained shirt, and looked at him flatteringly.

A smile appeared on Wu Yan's face.

He rolled up his shirt and stuffed it into Xia Zhengyu's mouth.

Even though it was his own blood, Xia Zhengyu was still so disgusted that he was about to explode, but his shirt went deep into his throat and he couldn't spit it out.

It was cold and lonely at night, and the only sound in the office was the sound of flipping files.

The distant moon illuminates the wall clock, the second hand moves forward, and the hour hand points to "Ⅰ".

The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.The eyes are still inseparable from the densely packed text.

He is the head of the flower planter. He is already 67 years old, but his body is still strong.Straighten your spine when standing, and be solemn and upright when sitting.

Dark clouds gradually covered the moonlight, curtains fluttered, and several figures appeared out of thin air.

The bottom of the cup lightly knocked on the table, the chief's expression remained unchanged, "Everyone came late at night, why don't you know why?" He pressed his finger on the red button hidden in the corner of the table.

Jiang Xingxiu: "We..."

The door was knocked open, and several guards rushed in, pointing their guns at Jiang Xingxiu and the others.

"Hmmmm——" Xia Zhengyu uttered desperately, twisting his body in an attempt to attract the chief's attention.

Chief, look at me!It's me!We shook hands!You even touched my head and praised me as a young genius!

Help! ! !

Wu Yan reprimanded him: "Quiet!"

The chief's eyes moved slightly: "Everyone is here, but you have something to tell? What is the purpose of taking that hostage?"

Jiang Xingxiu gave Wu Yan a look, and Wu Yan stepped forward, ripped off Xia Zhengyu's blocked shirt, and removed the shackles around him.

Xia Zhengyu rushed towards the chief in excitement.

boom--

The guard slowly let go of the trigger plate.

Xia Zhengyu fell to the ground, hugged his knees, and cried: "Chief, I am Xia Zhengyu, not a bad person! I was captured by them..."

No matter how much he is a practitioner, he is still a mortal body.It was thanks to their friendly attitude when they came in that they didn't kill them on the spot.

Chief: "..." He smiled gently at Xia Zhengyu and nodded.

Xia Zhengyu... who is here?

"They caught me, they must want the dragon veins behind me!"

dragon……

Oh!

Chief: "Excuse me, what kind of taboo did Mr. Xia commit, or what offended Xia Xiong, Chen Feng and the others, involving the younger generation, so how many of them came to petition?"

As Xia Zhengyu said because of the dragon veins, the chief didn't quite believe it.

The dragon veins are the foundation of the flower family world, and the inner world is also counted into the national power of each country, and even the flower planters have made several concessions in terms of interests, all because of the disadvantage that the inner world is not as good as foreign countries.

If you really have a plan, how dare you appear in front of the government.Not to mention threatening with a kid, even if you threaten with the chief, the dragon's veins can't move.

Xia Zhengyu burst into tears.

Sure enough, the chief remembers him, you see, his parents' names are exactly the same.

It is better to be found by the country that he bought a murderer to kill someone than to be taken away by this group of people who don't know what their intentions are.

Judge: "I am the judge of the underworld..."

Judge? !

Damn, my flower planter judge is still alive? !

Wait, calm down first!Who knows where the ghosts and goblins pretended to be!But... what if it is true?

"Human Sovereign don't need to panic, come here today, we have something to discuss."

The title of "Human Emperor" made the chief's scalp tingle.

He didn't know whether the other party was a judge who really came out of the underworld, an unworldly judge, or an enemy who pretended to set a trap for him.

Foreigners are human beings too, they are not flower growers... ahem.