Satan is standing by the river Styx, beside the unicorn, and the master of the western Hades: Hardy.

By the river Styx, a bottomless boat was mooring quietly. The dark water of the river Styx was turbulent, but it was still unable to cross the bottom of the boat.The person crossing the river at the bow was a crooked old man in pitch black.It was Ming Ling who sat on the boat.

"Satan, you should leave." Hardy finally broke the silence.

Hardy was a peculiar man.He didn't seem to need to use his eyes to see anything, so Qilin had been here for a long time, but he didn't find out what color his eyes were—Hardy kept his eyes closed.His blond hair is curly and his nose bridge is high, which has some Zeus heritage.He was wearing a black robe with blood-colored silk thread on the gray-white piping.There are no shoes on the feet, and a pair of bare feet are exposed.

Satan nodded silently, seemed to hesitate for a while, and then slowly said: "Hadi, you can let me..."

"No." Hardy's voice was calm and unwavering, but there was no room for turning around. "He is currently in a state of rest, both in consciousness and soul. Lord Demon King, please don't disturb him."

Taking a breath silently, Satan seemed aggrieved, looked at the boat a few times, and then said to Qilin: "God, I'm leaving first."

Qilin was about to nod, when a young girl ran up not far away and shouted, "Satan, wait a minute!"

Hardy finally opened his eyes, silver eyes, black pupils.He seemed a little helpless and confused, but he looked at the girl without anger: "Pandora, what did you do?"

When Pandora saw Hardy, she showed a pure smile like a flower blooming in the night.She ran to Hardy's side and took his arm: "Master Pluto, you have come out too. Hehe, Pandora found the half-demon boy who destroyed the blood pool outside the gate of the underworld. Now, he is walking here Come here."

Satan's face became as pale as paper: "You mean, the half-demon boy destroyed the blood pool and went to the underworld?" His voice trembled a little, as if it was completely unexpected.

Pandora turned her head and still smiled innocently, her jet-black long hair dragged to her heels, she looked like an oriental doll made of complete black and white, but she had the outline of western facial features: "Master Demon King, your forbidden The curse was used by your dear Mr. Ritter. The power of the underworld fire is really extraordinary. The entire blood castle, the entire backyard, and so many blood roses were all destroyed, and not even a single ashes fell .Hehehe, that's really interesting."

Satan stayed where he was, staring straight at the direction Pandora came from: "Ritter, do you want me to break my trust with Master Xuanming?"

Qilin's attention seemed to be shifted to the mysterious girl in front of him, he looked at Pandora and asked curiously: "This... little girl, who are you?"

"Pandora, the master of the magic box, is the most special existence in the underworld. Even I have to obey part of her will."

Without hesitation, Hardy revealed the true identity and rights of this seemingly innocent and lively girl. He didn't seem to think that it would be degrading to respect the consciousness of a little girl as Pluto. There was a hint of a smile, a bit pampering.

From Qilin's point of view, that expression was like the love and affection contained in Satan's indulgence when he sent the black-winged angels to be punished by God.

At this time, everyone's attention was drawn by Pandora and what she said.

Mingling stood up without a sound, lifted her feet lightly, stepped onto the shore, and walked straight to the way Pandora came from: "I think, go see Ritter."

"Oh!" Qilin was taken aback, and was about to step forward to hold Mingling, but remembered that he was just a body of a dead spirit, and he couldn't touch it with the human form of his spirit beast, so he couldn't help being anxious. Shout out.

Pandora seemed very happy: "Okay, go and see him. Although he is not close to you, he has taken care of you many times. Go along this road, walk slowly!"

Her crisp voice floated on the Styx River, and the ferryman on the small boat seemed to smile: "Master Pandora, do you want to say Manzhushahua?"

"Manzhushahua?" Qilin looked puzzled, "What is that?"

Hardy shook his head and said with a broken smile: "Although God is the guardian of the fairyland, he doesn't understand Western legends at all." As he spoke, the gray mist gushed out from his hand, forming a flower shape, and explained to Qilin road:

"This kind of flower is manjusawa. It should have survived in the eastern underworld. It is the source of memory of the dead, and it is the greatest grace bestowed by the Creator God to the dead who missed their fate. Pandora told Mingling to walk slowly, nothing more than I just want him to notice this kind of flower, untie the imprisonment of Wangchuan water, and give him back his original consciousness. However, manjusawahua grows leaves for 3000 years and blooms for 3000 years. Even in the land of the dead, it takes a ferry People have to go back and forth three hundred times before they can see a touch of green. To see the blood-colored manjusawa is the greatest wish of every dead spirit who has lost their memory on the banks of the Wangchuan River."

Pandora was still smiling like Mimi, cut off the topic and rushed to say: "When I came, the manjusawa was just in bloom. The red manjusawa is the most beautiful in Hades and the only scenery by the river Styx."

Hardy smiled, and looked at Qilin who was full of excitement: "Shangshen can't help you at this time, why don't you come to my mansion to taste the delicious bar in the kingdom of the dead with Satan."

As he spoke, he pushed his hand lightly into the air, and a door suddenly appeared in the empty place, "Please." Hadi let Pandora continue to hold her hand, and walked in first.Satan and Qilin looked at each other before following in.And the horrified look in Qilin's eyes made each other fight coldly: the means of staggering time and space, arbitrary cutting, even Qilin only made time and space charms, and has never cultivated in its own spells!

After several people walked in, the door closed on the spot and disappeared again, as if it had never appeared before.

At the same time, Dao Zun finally returned to the east, reached the underworld, rushed in and met Huang Quan, the holy master of the underworld: "Huang Quan, Xuan Ming, can he be here?" His beard trembled, panting It took a while to calm down.

Huang Quan looked like he wanted to laugh, and couldn't help asking him: "The Daoist came in such a hurry, why didn't you let Qilin see you off? Master Xuan Ming, of course he came, but he has already gone to the bank of the Forgotten River to find the flowers of the other shore and the Sansheng Stone."

"The other shore flower? Sansheng stone?" Dao Zun was a little confused, he scratched his hair and thought for a long time before he came back to his senses and said "Oh...".

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