Messenger of Yin and Yang

Grandma looked at Zhang Dezhi, who blamed herself, and shook her head with a smile, "Silly boy, it's time for grandma, and it has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, he suddenly woke up, "By the way, this is the Hades, why are you here? Xiaofan, why is Xiaofan tied to the pillar? What's wrong with you?"

"Grandma, we..."

"Okay, let's stop here for the chat!" The "White Clothes Ghost King" made a sound to regain his existence.

At this moment, grandma began to look carefully at the "Ghost King in White Clothes", "Who is this?"

As soon as the words fell, the "White Clothes Ghost King" stretched out his hand, and instantly sucked grandma over, "Grandma!"

"Grandma!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the "Ghost King in White" looked at the anxious and helpless two with satisfaction, and smiled, "Stay where you are obediently, don't move, if you dare to act rashly, I don't mind killing her again, but this time , is to disappear from this world completely.”

Zhang Dezhi took back the steps he had just stepped on, looked nervously at the "ghost king in white" and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Ghost King in White" smiled strangely, "Don't worry, let's take our time."

After speaking, he looked at the grandma in his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame your two children."

Although grandma didn't need to breathe anymore, she couldn't speak under his strength.

"Holy Soul," he suddenly called out to Zhang Dezhi, "are you interested in knowing who your human parents are?"

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

"No..." Grandma suddenly became excited and forced out a word.

Zhang Dezhi could not help but take a step forward, "Grandma..."

Grandma glanced at Zhang Dezhi laboriously, as if shaking her head at him, "I don't want to know, it's enough for me to have grandma, as for who my parents are, I'm not interested."

"Ha," "Ghost King" sneered, "Grandma, I don't know whose grandma she is, but it must not be your grandma."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Dezhi suddenly became nervous.

Grandma tried to break the hand of the "ghost king in white clothes" that restrained her, but it didn't work.

"White Clothes Ghost King": "I mean she is not your grandma."

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

Xiaofan: "..."

Grandma: "..."

Only the "Ghost King in White Clothes" continued: "She is destined to be a widow. She has no children and no marriage in her life. You are just an abandoned baby she picked up by chance."

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

"Your dear soul master also knows, if you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Zhang Dezhi immediately looked at Xiaofan who was next to him, but Xiaofan avoided his eyes, "..."

"Ghost King in White": "How is it?"

Zhang Dezhi: "... so what, no matter whether there is blood relationship or not, she is my grandma."

Zhang Dezhi raised his face again with firmness, "I should thank my grandma, she took great pains to bring me up, and I was the luckiest person who suffered so much alone. Grandma, thank you! "

The corners of grandma's mouth slowly curled up, and her eyes were soft. If she was still alive, there would definitely be a tear of crystal clear and gratifying tears.

"Well said," the "White Cloaked Ghost King" said loudly, "If that's the case, I guess this choice won't be too difficult for you."

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

The "White Cloaked Ghost King" slowly brought up his grandma, looked at Zhang Dezhi and said, "What you just said is so sweet, I understand your filial piety, if you can kill your soul master with your own hands, I will let your grandma go, Let her enter reincarnation early."

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

"Of course, if you don't want to kill him, then I'll kill your grandma. Although she is the one who raised you, after all, you have no blood relationship. How about it? Don't be embarrassed, right?"

Zhang Dezhi looked at the "ghost king in white" with crazy eyes, "Why do you have to make trouble with us?"

The "Ghost King in White Clothes" didn't even give him a look, and said with a smile, "Because... I'm happy!"

Zhang Dezhi: "..."

"My patience is not good, I don't have much time for you."

Zhang Dezhi looked at his grandmother being lifted up in the air, unable to speak, and Xiaofan being tied to a huge pillar and dying. He could only stand there dazed and helpless, unable to move forward.

"Brother," Xiao Fan called out, "Come on, I'm fine."

Zhang Dezhi shook his head and took a few steps back.

The "Ghost King in White Clothes" threw out an object like an ice pick, with transparent body and white texture, with light shining on the spikes, and it passed Zhang Dezhi's eyes, "Take this and stick it on your dear brother, I let your grandma go."

"...No, don't..." Zhang Dezhi ran away impatiently, as if avoiding some snake or scorpion.

"White Clothes Ghost King": "No? That means you don't want to kill your Xiaofan, and that means you want me to kill your grandma?" Muran increased the strength of his hand, and grandma's little feet dangling in the air fluttered After a few clicks, it gradually slowed down.

"do not want!"

"Grandma."

The "Ghost King in White Clothes" suddenly relaxed the strength in his hands, and said with a smile, "No? Is that the soul master who wants to kill you?"

"Take the soul-killing awl and kill him!"

Zhang Dezhi suddenly lowered his head, as if he had lost consciousness, but he was still standing straight.

The "Ghost King in White" also lost his patience, "If you don't choose again, I will choose for you."

Xiaofan raised his head suddenly, the light in his eyes seemed to be different, he glanced at Xiaofan first, then at grandma, and said, "I won't let you hurt them."

Before he finished speaking, he immediately gathered a force in his hands and struck directly at the "White Cloaked Ghost King".

The "White Cloaked Ghost King" eyes flashed, and he backed away to dodge. After being stunned for two seconds, he was faintly excited, "Your soul power hasn't fully returned yet, has it?"

"Brother, you are now in a mortal body, so don't overuse your soul power." Xiao Fan said anxiously.

Before Xiaofan finished shouting, Zhang Dezhi suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if being pierced by thousands of needles.

"Ghost King in White Clothes" grimaced, "If you don't choose if you choose, then you can't blame me."

Zhang Dezhi ignored the pain in his body, and quickly stared at Emperor Ming. At the same time, the iron chains on Xiaofan's body and the hands around his grandmother's neck were gradually tightened. Seeing their increasingly painful expressions, Zhang Dezhi became calm. In a fit of anger, he suddenly picked up the Soul Slayer Cone on the ground and rushed towards the "Ghost King in White".

The "White Cloaked Ghost King" just calmly narrowed his eyes and said, "You can't control yourself."

After speaking, he raised his hand resolutely, and Zhang Dezhi flew out with just a slap, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and he wanted to force it, but he couldn't do it, and a lot of bright red spewed out in one mouthful.

"Ghost King in White Clothes" snorted coldly, "He is not even my opponent, you, a mortal with incomplete soul power, actually want to compete with me?"

Grandma's eyes widened as she looked at Zhang Dezhi on the ground and Xiao Fan who was in great pain, her expression gradually became distorted...

"I'll give you a choice. If you don't know what to do, I'll send you on the road together." The "Ghost King in White" suddenly said viciously.