Chapter 1855: The Netherworld Ghost Messenger

Monster, don’t eat my lady! Eat me! "The closer Jia Zhengjin came, the more nervous the two middle-aged men became. The one named Yang shouted loudly and became emotional.

"Your Majesty, the two of us are enough for you! My young lady is frail and sick, and she was recently infected with a plague. I'm afraid it will ruin your stomach!" The middle-aged man surnamed Lu also said hurriedly, "Please let me go." My lady!"

When the young woman heard the words of the two middle-aged men, and then saw them blocking her in front of her and trying to protect her, a trace of gratitude appeared on her cold face. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the man named Yang: "This king, if you I, Yang Shen, am willing to do anything to let you go!"

"Your Majesty, I, Lu Zhan, have never done anything wrong in my life! If you let the young lady go, I... I will personally go to the city for you and trick a few people into presenting them to you..."

"Uncle Lu!" Hearing this, the young woman's face seemed to be covered with frost, "Shut up! The people of the Yuan family are never greedy for life or fear of death, how can they help others?"

"Miss, I..."

"Stop talking! Tiger monster, you have to kill or behead me! Frown your eyebrows, I am not Yuan Muping!"

As she said this, her body trembled even more, and the fear in her heart obviously intensified as Jia Zhengjin came closer.

"Shut up!" Jia Zhengjin knelt down and looked closely at the two middle-aged men and the young woman protected behind them. "If you want to survive, answer my questions honestly."

These three people themselves were extremely frightened, and thought that they would definitely die, and were in despair.

When I suddenly heard this, I was in a daze.

Listening to this, the young man transformed from the tiger spirit in front of him is not planning to eat them?

"What...what do you want to ask, Your Majesty?" Uncle Yang responded quickly and quickly answered, "As long as you let me go, I can say anything!"

"You two are loyal." Jia Zhengjin's face was expressionless, and his target fell on the young woman's face.

Aware of Jia Zhengjin's gaze, although the two middle-aged men were afraid, they still moved their bodies as much as possible to silently block their young lady.

"Let me ask you," Jia Zhengjin stood up and looked down at the three of them, "Is it true that the Nether Palace controls life and death?"

Hearing this question,

The three of them looked at each other with doubtful expressions.

"I ask you, is it true that Nether Palace controls life and death?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.

"This great king, of course Netherworld Palace controls life and death. Everyone knows this." Uncle Yang nodded vigorously.

"Very good! Let me ask you again, with so many monsters dead here, will the ghosts of Netherworld Palace appear?" Jia Zhengjin asked seriously.

"This..." Uncle Yang and Uncle Lu looked at each other, communicating with each other with their eyes, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Wherever there is killing, there are ghosts of the underworld!" the young woman responded coldly.

"In other words, the ghosts from Netherworld Palace came back to steal these souls?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.

"That's natural!"

"When can you come?"

"Ghosts from the underworld come and go at all times!" the young woman replied, "It's all recorded in the supernatural journals."

"Then can I see them?" Jia Zhengjin asked again.

"Only those who are in the realm of mysticism or have psychic eyes can see the ghosts of the underworld!"

"What is the realm of Tongxuan, and what is the psychic eye?"

The young woman frowned and glanced at Jia Zhengjin: "You are also the leader of demons, and you don't know it?"

"Stop talking nonsense and answer the question!" Jia Zhengjin urged in a cold voice.

"According to legend, practitioners, whether humans or monsters, all have six stages of spiritual foundation building, spiritual integration, spiritual gathering of golden elixirs, spiritual distraction, spiritual overflow and spiritual ascension, and spiritual ascension. After ascension, they can enter the Four Heavenly Palace. "The young woman replied, "Ling Yi Tong Xuan is the fifth stage of cultivation. If you can reach this state, you will be the first-class demon king in the world. You can escape from life and death, and are not controlled by the underworld. You can fight against the ghosts in the underworld with all their strength. "

"Demon King..." Jia Zhengjin said in his heart that this Tiger Roaring King should not have that level. Although he is also called a king, he is ultimately just the leader of monsters on a hill, and cannot be compared with the transcendent monster king.

The Demon King should be at least S, or even SS level, right? King Tiger Roar is just a B-level low-level demon leader, which means it is impossible to see the Netherworld Ghost Envoy?

Jia Zhengjin was silent, and the three people tied up in front of him became even more nervous.

After a while, Jia Zhengjin stood up and said, "If I stay here, won't I be able to see the ghosts of the underworld tonight?"

"If there is a realm of the Demon King, you can certainly see it!" the young woman replied coldly.

"Your Majesty, now that we have answered your question," Uncle Yang said cautiously, "Do you think you can let us go first? At least...can you let our lady go first?"

"No hurry!" Jia Zhengjin looked at the virtual time and made some calculations. I remember that midnight was around 23:00 to 1:00 in the evening, and it is now 22:37. That said, it's coming soon.

He was not sure whether what this young woman said was true or false. How could one reach a mysterious realm to see the ghosts of the underworld?

No matter what, always give it a try.

After all, I am a person with a system, so maybe I am not subject to restrictions?

If you could see the ghosts coming to seduce your soul, you might have a way to let them take away your soul. Wouldn't your wish be fulfilled by then?

At that time, there was no need to look for the Four Heavenly Palaces or the Four Heavenly Emperors.

Thinking of this, he looked at the three people who were tied up again: "Don't worry, stay here. I will wait here to see if I can see the ghost messenger of the underworld. In short, no matter if I can see him, I will let you go as soon as the time comes."

"You don't want to eat us?" The young woman showed a trace of surprise on her cold face.

Jia Zhengjin glanced at her and did not answer.

Although the young woman was very beautiful and had a strong personality, Jia Zhengjin, as a thousand-year-old demon, was no longer as easily moved as when he was young.

Even after his beloved wife and children left him, he had built a wall in his heart. At this moment, he just wanted to die and follow his wife and children as soon as possible.

He walked directly to the entrance of the cave, sat near the pile of demon soldiers, looked up at the mountain covered with silver-white moonlight, and waited quietly.

The underworld messenger, if you really come, take me with you!

With such a thought in mind, he carefully observed any movement around him, not willing to miss a single bit.

"That monster is probably trying to tease us?" Uncle Yang whispered when he saw him leave after asking the question, ignoring the three of them.

"I'm afraid so! How can we trust the words of monsters?" Uncle Lu also responded softly, looking out from the side, "Where did it go?"

"I don't know!" Uncle Yang looked around and found weapons scattered on the ground. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he nudged Uncle Lu with his shoulder and pursed his lips.

Uncle Lu followed his gaze and quickly understood, whispering: "Move forward a little, keep an eye out for me! I'll try to untie the rope."

"Miss, please wait a moment, we will do our best to rescue you!" Uncle Yang moved his tied body like a worm, crawled to the front and stared at the cave entrance nervously.

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