When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

"Brother Zijun, there are no talismans here," Huatian reminded.

It was not easy for Lan Zijun to do it. Huatian teased him, but he still felt guilty in his heart. He endured all the way without sleep, and finally made it to the end. It was just that the noise made Lan Zijun's ears all the way.

Lan Zijun stopped and relaxed, a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Huatian rushed forward, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat on Lan Zijun's head: "Brother Zijun, it's cold here, don't freeze."

Lan Zijun blocked it with his arm in disgust, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped the thin sweat on his forehead.

"Go down first, we're almost here." Lan Zijun put away the handkerchief and said to Huatian.

Huatian took a leap and landed easily.

On the contrary, Lan Zijun was a little embarrassed, because he had been cross-legged for too long, his legs were numb, and it was very itchy to move, which was very uncomfortable, his body swayed from side to side, and somehow he got off the barrel.

Huatian expected that Lan Zijun's legs would be numb, and after going down quickly, he immediately turned around and stretched out his hands to Lan Zijun, saying: "I will follow you below, you jump down."

Lan Zijun paused for a few seconds, thought for a moment, moved away, and jumped towards the flower field.

Huatian dodged and left the original place. Lan Zijun had already jumped in the air, and he was not in a hurry. He fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Hana field!" An angry roar resounded throughout the corridor.

"Brother Zijun, smell it, another smell." Huatian, who had laughed enough, said to the angry Lanzijun.

"Don't try to change the subject, I have to deal with you today." Lan Zijun took out a talisman from his pocket, intending to punish Huatian.

"Brother Zijun, I didn't lie to you, just listen." Huatian sniffed around.

Lan Zijun stopped and sniffed carefully, and there really was a smell.

Hua Tian approached the wooden barrel and sniffed it, then shouted, "It's the smell inside."

As long as you smell this smell, you will never forget it for life, and Hanada will recall it in a moment.

"It's not the smell in the barrel, it's the smell from the front." Lan Zijun walked forward a few meters and smelled a stench, which was indeed unusual.

"Come on, we're almost at the end." Lan Zijun quickened his pace.

"Wait." Hua Tian called to stop Lan Zijun, Lan Zijun stopped, turned around and saw Hua Tian tearing his clothes.

What the hell is going on?

Lan Zijun ignored it, and raised his foot to leave, with a piece of broken step in front of his eyes.

"Use this to block your nose, or you will be suffocated to death by the smell in a while." Seeing that Lan Zijun didn't respond, Huatian forced it to him, and persuaded him in another way, "Just your handkerchief, which is as thin as it is. It’s like paper, it can’t block the smell, let you tear your own clothes, and you don’t want to ruin your image, so just force it.”

Lan Zijun shook the rag in disgust, and tucked the rag into his sleeve without listening to Huatian's words.

Small sample, let's see if you are around in a while.

Hua Tian didn't care about Lan Zijun any more, he surrounded himself and stuffed his nose tightly, he knew the unique taste of it.

Sure enough, after walking not far, Lan Zijun's face was smoky green, so he reluctantly took out a cloth strip from his sleeve to wrap it around.

Hanada was chuckling aside.

The two followed the wooden barrel for a difficult walk, and when Huatian was about to go crazy, the wooden barrel stopped.

"Are you there?" Hanada asked.

"It seems to be, what sound do you hear?" Lan Zijun reminded Huatian, and there was the sound of iron rubbing against the stone wall beside him.

"No, flash!"

A hammer fell from the sky and hit Lan Zijun straight. Huatian threw Lan Zijun down and escaped.

The hammer skipped over the head and hit the barrel, and for a moment, an indescribable smell permeated the air.

"Let's go, let's go." Hua Tian's cheeks were flushed with anxiety, if he stayed with these filth for a long time, it would be difficult to get rid of the smell for the rest of his life.

"Flow away." Lan Zijun did not leave, stared at the broken wooden barrel to check, and called back to the flower field.

Hanada reluctantly went back to check, and sure enough, after the stinky water fell to the ground, it flowed down the tunnel with a very small caliber.

"His grandma's, we walked all the way, so we found the wrong place, and the bottom is the end." Hua Tian angrily kicked the wooden barrel to pieces.

"There is a voice." Lan Zijun once again asked Huatian to concentrate on listening. Huatian didn't dislike the smelly water, so he bent down and listened carefully with Lanzijun.

"Why are you still hanging on to the prince of the Western Regions? Why don't you act quickly." A charming female voice sounded.

Prince of the Western Regions?Isn't it Jianjian?After hearing only one sentence, Hanada was full of doubts.

"No hurry, I've been waiting for three years, and it's not too late, the most important thing now is..." Ming Mingde's hoarse voice sounded.

What is the most important thing?Both Hua Tian and Lan Zijun pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

"Hmm...haha..." A lewd cry echoed in the hall.

Hua Tian and Lan Zijun raised their heads in embarrassment, and quickly moved away from the stone wall.

When the panting stopped, Huatian squatted in the corridor, looked down for the small hole, but didn't see anything, and said anxiously: "Let's go down and check."

Lan Zijun thought of Emperor Huagai's entrustment, and stopped him: "Just a few catties of yours, don't go down and be knifed."

Huatian was aggrieved: "I'm not reconciled, I tossed and tossed most of the night just to hear a few lewd screams."

Lan Zijun rolled his eyes at Huatian and said, "It's not because you chose the wrong path and led them straight to the swill ditch."

"It was chosen by Zhongli, and he insisted on following the pulley." Huatian put all the pots of shit on Zhongli's head.

"Obviously Mingde still has some tricks. If I'm the only one going down, I'd better find out. Now..." Lan Zijun looked at the flower field twice with his eyes.

"Brother Zijun, what do you mean?" Hua Tian rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Lan Zijun aggressively.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going back to bed first." Lan Zijun easily avoided the obstruction of the flower field, and returned the same way, the corner of his mouth under the rags was inadvertently twitched.

Huatian was still counting on Lan Zijun's "talisman" to turn back, and obediently followed behind.

spell array

Zhong Li kept looking outside the spell array, pacing back and forth anxiously, while Jian Jian squatted in a corner to keep an eye on the array, whenever there was a sound, he immediately stepped forward to check, but to no avail.

"Jianjian, I want to tell you something." Zhongli hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Jianjian was lying on the stone wall where the spell array was handed over, tentatively waiting and watching.

"You have to promise me first, don't be impulsive after listening." Zhongli said seriously.

Jianjian looked back at Zhongli, saw that he was serious, and became serious, and asked anxiously: "I promise you, you can tell me quickly."

Zhong Li stretched out the finger he had just probed in for testing, it was scorched black and blood flowed out.

"your hands……"

Zhong Li shook his head and said, "I don't know what happened. After being burned by this fire, the wound can't heal."

Jian Jian's tears flowed down faster than he could react, and stared blankly at the array of spells.

"Jianjian, don't cry, since Master Hua can go in safely, he will not be affected by the talisman fire." Zhong Li comforted Jianjian at a loss.

When Jianjian burst into tears, two figures appeared in front of his eyes.