The boss always wants to kill me

Cangbi hurriedly untied the messy tiger fur on his body, the floor gate was still far away from the Temple of the Underworld, and the city Jing could not get through, and while the gate was not completely closed, he could still pass, but the ghosts inside the gate did not decrease, and now I can only force my way through, even if the chances are slim, it is better than giving up.

"Wait." A delicate voice as thin as a mosquito rang in my ear.

"Yuan?" Cangbi searched around, pulled out a few clumps of thick hair, but did not find the familiar little rabbit.

"Beauty Cangbi, I am here, on your shoulders!"

Cangbi followed the sound, and saw a ball of fluff on her shoulder - after a closer look, she found that it was an apricot-colored bunny smaller than the fingernail of her little finger.

"Don't move." Yuan Yuan said, his body flashed and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he stopped on the bridge of Cangbi's nose, raised his mosquito-like claws, and sent a warm and demonic aura towards Cangbi's eyebrows.

The next moment, there was no beauty in white clothes. The miniature rabbit fell into the pile of giant tiger fur, and beside her stood a white fox not much bigger than her.

People's demon power doubles, no matter how strong or how big, this little rabbit is good, it shrinks and shrinks, of course it is only small, not really capable.

Yuan Yuan pulled Cangbi who was still lost in the furry forest, relying on years of experience in living there, turned to one of the directions familiarly, stomped his thin legs, and rushed out, running faster than Cangbi several times.Two light-colored figures turned into an afterimage, and flashed through the crack of the door that was several feet wide. Leave the reinforcements far behind.

In the Temple of the Underworld, the God of the Underworld sits in front of the case in green clothes, with a dim and unclear face, except for the dark green eyes, which are all cloudy and indistinct. The pen stood up by itself, silently writing on the name book.

She glanced at the volcanic hell ghost servant kneeling in the center of the hall, and said impatiently: "Bold! When did the register make a mistake, and it's your turn to comment?"

The ghost messenger shrank his neck and said: "Reporting to Lord Mingshen, I am afraid that there will be mistakes, so I will go and coax that trespassing brat out."

Before he had time to back down, another ghost messenger came and stumbled into the hall, looking like he was escaping from death, he stumbled on the ground and saluted, not daring to get up: "I... Trespassing into the world without permission, has reached the gate of the Eighteenth Prison!"

"What?!" Lu Yi patted the handrail carved with ghosts and ghosts, stood up abruptly, fingers trembled slightly, and cold sweat broke out slightly on the forehead.

The last time Xiaoyao and Changkong broke into the Netherworld, they overturned the fire in Shiliu Volcanic Hell, and the catastrophe caused has not been cleaned up until now. She can't even deal with these two great gods. It's hell, it's not about turning the whole nether world upside down.

"My lord, be safe and don't be impatient." A gloomy voice came in from the entrance of the hall with a confident calmness, and it was not known whether there were legs or legs under the ghostly clothes, just like this All the way to the seat of Hades, He bowed his body and saluted, "The servants have come to visit just now, and the ones who came were three little monsters, the highest of which was only 500 years old, but I don't know who helped them, and their cultivation has skyrocketed for a while, it must only take an hour, and they will definitely return to their original appearance. It has been suppressed by ghost messengers, so it is not a problem."

Lv Yi almost let out a long sigh of relief, and collapsed on the seat, because he was kneeling on the ghost guard, he had to breathe lightly to calm down, pretending to sit down calmly: "Then what are you doing in a daze, execute on the spot, and send to prison to serve your sentence. "

"Your Majesty, please boldly ask your lord to ease the guilt." The ghost minister bowed and waved his hand to push away the two ghost servants who were kneeling at a loss, including the guard guards in the palace. Then he showed a malicious smile and said, " My lord, the one who led the intrusion was a male demon born like no other in the world."

When Lvyi heard the front, a gleam flashed in his pupils, and then it was extinguished by the male character behind: "Man, how beautiful can it be?"

"My lord, look." The ghost waved his hand towards the air, and the flowing mirror rippled like a wave of cold spring, which reflected Cai Cangbi's tenacious confrontation with the ghost just now, that white jade-like flawless face, paired with emerald-like eyes. The pupils, the soft and beautiful facial features reveal a bit of perseverance, set off by the dark and majestic ghosts around, it looks like a flower of manjusawa blooming in the deepest part of the netherworld.

Lu Yi stared at it for a long while, jealousy, envy, and longing gathered in his eyes, condensing into a complicated ball of light.

The ghost image moved the screen closer to Cangbi, making that face clearer, and bowed his body close to the ear of the god of the underworld: "My lord, I have a plan..."

After a while, Mingshen put away the black pen that kept writing, dodged to the back of the seat, and disappeared into the darkness.

The back of that building is actually a small door, leading to the No. 19 Prison, which is deeper, even most of the ghosts don't know about it. There is only one prisoner in this level of prison.

Shi Shi in green clothes stepped down the stairs, stopped in front of the execution frame, and raised his head slightly so that he could look down on the "sinner" who was a little taller than him: "How about Nether? You have made such a contract with me, do you have any regrets?"

"I don't regret it." Lian Yun's hands and feet were firmly tied to the frame by chains, and his loose black hair was like a waterfall written in ink, hanging down on the solid muscles exposed under the wide open skirt.

"These scars are all for the person you want to save?" The green-clothed dead gray fingertips touched the scars across his chest and abdomen one by one, including whip wounds, knife wounds, and arrow wounds. At the end, there were too many scars. Too much, so he waved his hands impatiently and refused to touch, "Do you know if he is willing?"

Lian Yun seemed indifferent: "He doesn't know."

"He's here." Green Yi wrote lightly.

Lian Yun's drooping head finally lifted up, and his face was frozen into ice slag by his tightly drawn eyebrows: "Send him back."

"Xuanjiao, you have lived for 2000 years. Heavenly Dao and Ethics know what kind of crime it is to trespass in the Netherworld without permission. You don't understand." The green clothes circled him, pacing step by step, as if holding Lianyun's last hand. The cherished treasure, but it is ready to smash him to pieces, "I will keep the contract with you, as for the follow-up..."

"Send him back." Lian Yun interrupted her, the ink in his eyes almost dyed his pale skin.

Lvyi stopped in her tracks, her chaotic face seemed to be smiling, and then there were a few ugly cries in her voice: "It's really affectionate, I can depend on you, but..." She paused like a trick. After a pause, he raised his eyes and looked at Lian Yun with eyes that were somewhat similar to the blue color, but only showed a strange and sinister look: "If he doesn't want to return, I can't help it."

"Send him back." Lian Yun's deep voice echoed in the prison, which was only a few feet in length and width, like a dormant monster with its hind legs down, ready to jump up at any time and bite off the enemy's neck.

"Okay, I'll take him back." Lvyi agreed sternly.

Lian Yun naturally didn't believe him: "If you make a mistake, don't blame me for breaking the contract."

Lvyi laughed loudly, as if he had taken a long time to catch his breath, he said in a haunted voice: "You are trapped here, how can you destroy it, at worst, I will absorb all your anger right now, and you can't destroy it even if you want to."

"You can't." Lian Yun said, "If you could, you wouldn't keep me until now. Nether ghosts can return Yang with their anger, but they can counteract their anger. Besides, with the blessing of my thousand-year cultivation base, my anger is far beyond that of ordinary creatures. For you, it is not only a nourishing decoction, but also a poisonous poison."

The green-clothed Gu Ji was hit by an arrow, and immediately the turbid black air on his face dissipated and condensed into shape again, even his still clear eyes were clouded.She lived in the Netherworld for a long time and was unable to go to the top. She managed to catch such a vigorous Xuanjiao, but it was difficult to swallow. Because the Yin body and the anger are not compatible, at most she can only absorb a sliver every time she comes. To get her wish, at least it takes century.

"If you make a mistake, I will destroy myself here." Lian Yun said the terrifying words, his tone was still as deep as a deep pool, "Go to the Yang Realm, or spend an endless life in this place where the sun is not visible. A choice has been made."

"Shut up!" Lu Yi threw up his wide sleeves in embarrassment, added two more chains to Lian Yun's hands and feet, stared at his eyes covered with yin, and turned back to the Nether Palace.