three thousand world gl

On the ground covered with white petals lay two people with their eyes closed. Their faces were covered with red hijabs, and they wore the same scarf.One end of the red wedding silk is tied in one person's left hand, and the other is tied in the other's right hand.

Beside them was a splintered nanmu coffin, fragments of phoenix crowns scattered all over the ground, and a river of blood stinking.

"Gudoo - Gudoo -"

From time to time, a small red bubble popped up in the middle of the foul-smelling blood river.

It was extremely quiet all around, and it seemed that only the dim candlelight overflowing from nowhere seemed to live here.

"Inner!"

Suddenly, one of them sat up startled like a ghost.Panting for breath, she was stunned for a moment, and the next second she landed conveniently and took off the red hijab.

"Yin'er?" She looked down and saw the person lying next to her, and immediately frowned and took off the red hijab on the other person's face. She stretched out her fingers to probe the other person's breath, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yin'er, Yin'er wake up."

Yin'er seemed to be illuminated by the flickering candlelight, or heard someone calling her. She frowned and struggled for a long time before opening her eyes in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qian, Sister Qianhao?"

If she hadn't remembered who the ugly girl in front of her was, she would have subconsciously punched her.

Qian Hao was pleasantly surprised to see her wake up: "Well, it's me."

"Sister Qianxuan." Yin'er felt dizzy and dizzy, obviously they just entered the coffin a second ago, why did they open their eyes the next second, it's such a ghostly place.

The small stones on her back hurt her a lot, she gritted her teeth and took a breath, resting her arms on the ground, tremblingly about to get up.

Seeing this, Qianhao immediately supported the other person's waist and sat up.

Yin'er leaned on Qianhao's shoulder with her strength, buried her face in the other's neck, panting slightly.

"Inner?"

Qian Hao's hand holding the opponent's waist froze for a moment, but the opponent seemed very uncomfortable.She had no choice but to gently caress the other person's back: "Is there any discomfort?"

Yin'er pressed her forehead against the opponent's shoulder, which was really uncomfortable.She didn't know where she felt uncomfortable, but she was flustered and angry, as if there was something stuck in her heart that couldn't be resolved.

"No, no." Yin'er frowned, straightened her body, patted herself on the back carelessly, bared her teeth and said happily: "I was just hit by a stone, a little pain, it doesn't matter much."

She pulled the man to stand up, looked at the red silk tied to their hands with a wrinkled face, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "The red thread has become so thick?"

Qian Hao uncomfortably took off the long and heavy eyelashes on her eyes, raised her eyelids and gave Yin'er a cool look: "I'm not tied."

Yin'er looked at the two orange blushes, but still let out a chuckle, who made them, could it be ghosts, and she didn't wear them anyway...

The two men froze for a moment as they lowered their heads and untie the red silk hands.

"I'm really okay." The two suddenly raised their heads at the same time, looked at each other, and said in unison.

"what--!"

Suddenly there were screams and the sound of scissors "clicking" in the small space.

Click, click, click, click.

The sound of scissors was sharp and piercing, with a "click" accompanied by a scream.

It's as if someone's tongue was stretched abruptly, and then cut short with a "click".

"No way." Yin'er pursed her lips, looking at the red silk that couldn't be untied no matter what, and hearing the voice next to her ear, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"Gudoo - Gudoo -"

Bubbles popped up one after another in the river of blood.

"Run!" Yin'er didn't know where she was, and she didn't know what was coming out of the blood river, so she could only hold Qian Hao's hand and ran in a direction perpendicular to the blood river, "What the hell is this? place!"

Aren't they going to enter the underworld to marry King Biancheng?Where did the ghost river take them.Aren't there ghost soldiers to greet relatives?Where did those ghost soldiers go?Are they in the underworld or where, why are there not a single ghost!

"Inner!"

As soon as the red silk satin tightened, Qianhao turned her head anxiously.

There were bloody human tongues gurgling out of the river of blood. They wrapped around Yin'er's waist and dragged her into the river of blood.

Qianhao frowned, with a red light shining in her hand, she held the Void Sword with one hand, and mercilessly chopped down at those red tongues.

Yin'er loosened her waist and immediately followed Qian Hao to continue running.

"You don't have spiritual power?" Qian Hao asked out of breath.

Yin'er was so weak that her heart almost jumped out of her throat. Originally outside Fengdu City, she felt that the suppression of her spiritual power was an illusion, but she didn't expect it to be true.Demons and ghosts have different ways, and it is normal to be suppressed in the underworld, but why are they completely devoid of spiritual power?

"careful!"

What can I do if I don't have spiritual power, Yin'er throws herself behind the rock that Qian Hao fell to the side, and avoids the heavy blow of the tongue whipping the two of them.

"Walk."

The two had no time to think about anything else, one had no spiritual power, and the other had just recovered from a serious injury, they were simply unmatched weak in the Six Realms.

But the tongues behind them seemed to be inexhaustible, catching up to them one after another.

Yin'er wanted to entangle these tongues and fight on her own, but she and Qianhao were held by the red silk and satin, and they couldn't run away at all.The red silk and satin were also cut continuously.

This is how to do?

All things have yin and there must be yang, and all things must be mutually restrained.

What are they afraid of?what do they want

"Yin'er, if we are in the underworld," Qian Hao grabbed Yin'er and asked suddenly, "would we be in Tongue Pulling Hell?"

"Tongue pulling hell?" Yin'er's eyes lit up.

Tongue out hell.The first floor of the eighteen hells.

Those tongues were pulled out by ghost messengers and soaked in this river. Why were they pulled out? Because when they were in the world, they sowed discord, slandered and harmed people, slick tongues, and lied to others.

"Sister Qianxuan, I have thought of a way!" Yin'er yelled, if they died in Tongue Pulling Hell, it would be too miserable for them, "Have you ever lied to anyone?"

Qian Hao frowned suspiciously: "I... have never committed a crime that would lead to tongue-pulling hell."

"That's great!" Yin'er laughed, "I made a mistake, so I have to pester you."

Qian Hao was surprised to see that all the tongues rushing towards her stopped suddenly, and turned her head to wrap around Yin'er. Yin'er's whole body was completely wrapped in tongues, and those tongues seemed to wring her to death.

"Inner!"

Why are you laughing, what's so funny about it, you're laughing even when you're dying!

Qian Hao didn't dare to cut off those tongues, she was afraid of hurting Yin'er, so she could only conjure up a pair of scissors and cut off those tongues forcefully.

"I've lied slickly." Yin'er, who was wrapped tightly in her tongue, suddenly uttered a sound inside.

All those red tongues stopped suddenly, as if their ears were pricked up to listen.

The scissors in Qianhao's hand opened halfway, but did not cut.

"I used to kneel in front of the elders of the fox clan and say that I didn't really want to hurt them, but just lost my way. In fact, I not only wanted to hurt them, but I also thought about killing them."

"Yin... Yin'er?" Qian Hao listened to Yin'er gritted his teeth and said this sentence in horror, and was shocked to see those red tongues suddenly "wow wow wow" happily, and then they all shrank into the river of blood.

"Yin'er!" Qianhao hurriedly threw away the scissors, and supported the person who fell down as if he had been sucked dry.

Yin'er grinned and spread five fingers, as if setting off a firework to celebrate the victory for the two: "Passing the level is very simple."

"Let's get out of here quickly." Qian Hao didn't want to talk nonsense with her, but fortunately the red silk was long enough for her to bend over and carry the seal on her back.

"You don't even know where you're going." Yin'er said jokingly, lying on her back.

"This time, run along the river." Qianhao muffled.

"Did you hear what I said just now?" Yin'er asked again suddenly.

Chihiro hummed.

"What do you think?" Yin'er raised her hand to wipe the sweat off Qianhao's forehead.

"I don't have any idea, just pass the level." Why can't you run to the end of this road, Qian Hao slowed down and looked around anxiously, the quieter the more something is wrong, she stood still and breathed calmly, "Besides, they must have bullied you , if I was there, I would definitely bully you back."

There was a "click", as if something had landed firmly.

Before Yin'er could speak, Qian Hao suddenly said, "Who is crying?"

"It seems...it came from underground."

The two had an instant premonition that something bad was going to happen, but before they had time to run away, the whole ground began to collapse rapidly.

The two fell straight down without any surprise.

"Going down the abyss, sometimes it's a journey of thousands of miles."

In the hall of Yama, which was dressed up in joy, a child about the height of the stove was lying on the dark and majestic Yan Luo throne holding a bunch of candied haws with only two left: "They are indeed two smart sisters."

Behind Yama's throne is a big eight-headed snake hanging upside down. It "sizzled" and spit out scarlet letters, as if about to lick a gourd string in a child's hand.The child patted its head lightly with its wrinkled pink face, and it spit out snake letters and crawled towards the narrow and smooth bridge in the distance.Under the bridge, blood and water are rolling, insects and snakes are densely covered, and on the bridge are ghosts hanging upside down and floating around.

In the middle of the main hall, there are eighteen large white lanterns hanging. The lanterns are spun slowly under the instigation of bats around them. The two lanterns lighted up slowly again.

"What do you think, Si Bo?" The child raised his head and finished eating the last hawthorn, then sat up and squinted his eyes, staring at the snake hanging upside down on the bridge in the distance.The bright red snake Xinzi drooled drop by drop into the blood river, "I hope they can come here quickly."

"One thought leads to good, and one thought leads to evil. The difference between one thought and a thin line is completely different." The young man waving a folding fan stared at the lantern and said coldly.

"What about you, Sibo, are you doing good or evil by hiding the dragon girl?" the child yawned and said cheerfully.

Si Bo closed his fan: "It has nothing to do with you, Yama."

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter," the child pouted, staring at the lantern, frowning, "They might not like Hell of Scissors."