Xiaobawang and Mr. Mei gl

Song Yubai's body was so soft that even if it hit the crook of his arm, it didn't hurt. Instead, it was like hugging a familiar object, which made Xia Wuxin feel at ease.

The smell on her body just dilutes the unpleasant fragrance around her, making one feel a little calmer.

After a long time, Song Yubai finally spoke and said softly, "You can let go."

"Oh yes." Only then did Xia Wuxin come to her senses, she hurriedly let go, pushed the bed aside forcefully, and then pulled Song Yubai to stand up.

Song Yubai stood up slowly with her strength, but her limbs were bound by chains for too long, and now they were a little numb. Halfway through her standing, her knees softened and she almost knelt down. Xia Wuxin stretched out her hand and held it tightly. Grab her wrist and lift her up.

Song Yubai coughed lightly, and suddenly felt very embarrassed. She had always been lonely and independent, so Xia Wuxin saw clearly all her embarrassing sides.

"You are very strong." Song Yubai said.

Xia Wuxin hurriedly let go, only to see that on the originally delicate and white wrist, apart from the imprint of the chain, there were red five finger marks printed on it.

"It's been like this since I was a child, and I have a lot of strength." Xia Wuxin spread her hands, then looked behind her, "that Rakshasa is coming soon, let's go out first, avoid her."

After finishing speaking, she stepped forward and pulled Song Yubai, and the bodies of the two disappeared immediately, turning into a gust of wind and blowing out the window.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed, he heard a howl of a ghost behind him. Looking back, he saw a large group of ghosts floating towards here, and the leader was that Rakshasa. Perhaps because of anger, she was originally beautiful. His face changed, his fangs were exposed and his eyes were bare, it was terrifying.

"Yuheng! You can't escape!" Luo Sha's voice was muffled, and the sweet and soft words just now disappeared, as if they were coming from underground.

When Song Yubai heard the name, his heart trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously went to look at Xia Wuxin. Fortunately, Xia Wuxin's expression was a little dazed at this time, obviously he had never heard these two words.

Only then did she feel relieved.

"You broke out of the underworld without authorization and caused such a big mess in the mortal world. Aren't you afraid of King Yama's punishment?" Song Yubai frowned.

"As long as I can get you, what is punishment?" Luo Sha laughed loudly, swooping down like an arrow from the string.

Xia Wuxin was so frightened that she waved a barrier to temporarily stop her, then turned around and squatted down, and hurriedly said, "Sir, come here, I'll carry you behind my back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Song Yubai to speak, she reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her onto her back.

His slender body soared into the air, and the wind blew slowly by his ears. Song Yubai didn't dare to close his arms completely, so he could only bend slightly, and grabbed a piece of Xia Wuxin's skirt, so that he didn't fall off.

Everything about her is thousands of miles away from others, everything is calm and self-sufficient, it seems that after meeting Xia Wuxin, she has fallen apart many times.

Maybe Xia Wuxin talked too much to himself.

Or maybe this little bastard is too enthusiastic, she should be a little soft-hearted.

Song Yubai shook his head slightly, then leaned over and put his lips close to Xia Wuxin's ear, and said softly, "Go to the dark place."

As she got closer, there was a burst of fragrance, Xia Wuxin's breath was stagnant, and then she looked up, and sure enough, the sky here seemed to be divided into two colors, one side was reddened by the red lotus karma fire, One side is as black as ink.

For some reason, she had a certain trust in what Song Yubai said, so she turned around in mid-air and headed for the dark place.

In an instant, the two of them seemed to have entered a thorny thorn, surrounded by countless needles that seemed to pierce their bodies. After an unknown period of time, they finally saw the light of day and landed on the ground.

The pursuers behind were blocked by thorns, and Luo Sha was nowhere to be found. Xia Wuxin exhaled a long breath and moved his arms and legs, but he was still intact.

"Sir, how do you know..." Xia Wuxin just finished speaking, then suddenly stopped, and hurriedly got up, "Sir!"

I saw Song Yubai leaning on a stone with his eyes closed tightly. His hair, which was smooth like a waterfall, was stained with a lot of grass leaves. On his fair face like mutton fat jade, there were several lines clearly printed on it. scratches.

Her eyes were red and closed like this, coupled with the scarlet wound, it was so desolate and miserable that people dare not touch it.

Xia Wuxin was in a daze for a moment, then squatted down, stopped her hands in front of her, bit her lips tightly, apologetic in her heart.

She even forgot that Song Yubai was a mortal, and he would definitely get hurt if he passed through those thorns like this.

She is really...

"It's okay." Song Yubai on the side seemed to be aware of her self-blame, and said lightly, she stretched out her hand, as if reluctantly suffering, and frowned.

Xia Wuxin hurriedly lowered her head to look, and sure enough, even her arms were covered with scratches, and the fiery red clothes were torn a few times, revealing the skin inside, oozing out strings of blood beads.

She raised her arm carefully, her eyes drooped, revealing some frustration: "Does it hurt?"

Song Yubai shook his head.

"There are so many wounds. You are not as rough-skinned and thick-skinned as I am. How can you not hurt?" Xia Wuxin lowered her head, tore open her sleeves, and summoned immortal power to cover them.

Song Yubai's vermilion lips pursed tightly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly. After a while, he said softly like a sigh, "It hurts."

The word she admitted the pain caused Xia Wuxin to hold her breath suddenly, her chest was stuffy, and after a while, she said, "That's right, pain is pain, why bear it."

Song Yubai watched the wound heal in silence, and said casually, "If you can't bear it, who can you tell?"

Xia Wuxin suddenly felt that this kind of Song Yubai was like blowing bubbles, clear and beautiful, but it seemed that he would disappear into the world at any time.

"Okay." Xia Wuxin clapped her hands, then looked at Song Yubai's body, and shook her head as if sighing, "Sir, you should also exercise more on weekdays. Look at your body, how thin you are."

Hearing this, Song Yubai subconsciously closed his shirt, and wrapped his exposed arms with wide sleeves.

"Let's go." She said suddenly, then got up, and walked forward one step ahead, leaving only a silent back.

Xia Wuxin was knocked aside by her, touched her head, and tied up her loose hair, wondering why she always felt that Song Yubai was running away from something.

She looked around and saw no danger, so she strode to catch up.

"Where are we going now?" she asked.

"Look for King Yama."

"What are you doing with Hades?"

Song Yubai shook his head slightly, and said, "If a living person enters the underworld, if he still wants to get out, he can only find King Yama."

They approached the Naihe Bridge as they walked, and mixed with a group of fresh ghosts who had died not long ago. When people just became ghosts, their brains were still in chaos, so no one found them.

The Styx River under his feet made a rushing sound.

Song Yubai was dressed in red, which was very conspicuous among the many rough and linen souls. The blood-red fabric made her skin white and tender, and her eyes were clear, not at all like a dead person.

Unlike Xia Wuxin, who could blend in with ghosts, her aura quickly attracted several judges to fly over and surround her.

"You are not a dead person, why break into the underworld?" One of the black-faced judges said angrily.

The other judge with a fair face pulled the clothes of the black face, and whispered: "Shhh, this man is glowing with gold, so he must not be a mortal."

The black face was startled when he heard the words, and hurriedly squinted his eyes to look at Song Yubai, and said to himself, "My dear, it really shines, it's very dazzling."

"I'm looking for King Yan Luo." Song Yubai said coldly, she raised her eyes and looked at the black face, the judge immediately felt that her eyes were stinging, and quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to look again.

Although this person doesn't have the slightest celestial power, the one who can usually have such a golden body is none other than Shangshen. Naturally, the judges didn't dare to offend, so they hurriedly called a few ghost messengers, and quickly informed Yama.

"You, please." The judge bent down and stretched out his hand. After Song Yubai passed by, he pointed at Xia Wuxin who was trying to keep up with a fierce face, and said fiercely, "You little brat, line up aside!"

Xia Wuxin had been regarded as a ghost for a whole day, and now she was so angry that she almost jumped up and knocked the judge on the head, but Song Yubai turned around in time and said, "She is with me."

"A dog's eyes don't recognize gods." Xia Wuxin poohed at the black face, and strode to follow.

The two walked along the road led by ghosts, and the paper money falling around became more and more complicated. If you don't look carefully, it looks like falling flowers, which is a bit weird and charming.

Song Yubai turned his head to avoid the paper money, and suddenly said, his voice was ethereal against the background of the world here: "Why do they say you are a ghost?"

"I don't understand either. Even if I stumbled into this hell by mistake, I was taken as a ghost and captured by that blind black and white impermanence."

Song Yubai turned his head, his eyes were covered by the shadow of broken hair, unable to see his emotions clearly, and then turned back.

After about a stick of incense, the signboard of the fifth hall of the underworld finally appeared in front of him. The two ghosts with black and white faces stretched out their hands to the side, and respectfully said, "King Yama is here."

Xia Wuxin couldn't help but glanced at them, and once again had doubts about Song Yubai's identity, how could he really be a teacher with such treatment.

But before she could think about it, she was pushed in by the judge, and it was dark inside. The so-called King Yama was a burly man, who was putting his feet on the table and sleeping soundly with his head up.

But as soon as Song Yubai entered the door, he sneezed violently as if he was choking, his bell-like eyes widened.

He obviously also saw the golden light on Song Yubai's body. He covered his eyes with his hand, then got up, stretched his face forward, and looked carefully, as if it was very difficult to identify.

Song Yubai suddenly raised his eyes, and King Yan Luo backed away again and again as if he had been frightened by something, and then strode forward, stuttering in shock: "You are, Yu, Yu..."

"I'm Song Yubai." Song Yubai suddenly spoke and interrupted him.

"Song, Yubai..." Yan Luowang heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes swept over Xia Wuxin again, and there was a flash of surprise again.

"After that incident, we haven't seen each other for many years. I don't know, I don't know what Mr. Song is doing this time."

"Then I have to ask your daughter." Song Yu raised his hand and showed him the festive sleeves embroidered with peonies.

Yan Luowang was shocked, and he slapped his forehead suddenly: "It turns out that Raksha caught... It's all my fault. I spoiled my daughter, and I hope you will forgive me."

"I have been hiding for so many years, but she broke it by her own power. She must have peeked at the book of life and death, and only then did she know that I am still alive and who I am." Song Yubai's tone was calm, but he revealed some ordinary things for no reason. No, Xia Wuxin shivered from the high and cold air.

"Xiao Wang is ashamed. In the future, he will strictly guard the fate book and never let this news appear in the eyes of others."

Song Yubai hummed, turned around and left, Xia Wuxin hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, the judge at the side asked in a low voice: "Yan Wangye, this kid doesn't have any celestial power, what are you afraid of him?"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Luowang's big palm came to the top of his head, and he cursed angrily: "You know who she is, and how noble she is in the past. Don't underestimate the day when the fallen phoenix rises, when the mountains and rivers are in turmoil!"

Afterwards, he changed the subject again and raised his voice: "Young Master Song, the person next to you cannot leave. If this kind of disaster falls into the world, the world will be in chaos sooner or later!"

Hearing this, Xia Wuxin stopped in her footsteps, and looked at King Yan Luo in shock.

Scourge?she?

Song Yubai also stopped in his tracks, stretched out his hand to tuck his hair behind his ear, opened his glazed eyes slightly, and looked at Xia Wuxin coolly: "She is my disciple."

"Don't touch her." She said quietly.