Chapter 794 Reversal of Life and Death, Reincarnation

Helian Weiwei's prediction was not wrong.

Although Jing Wushuang was injured, his movements did not slow down a bit.

He has the natural ability to influence demons.

Just look at the resentful infant who has only been by his side for hundreds of years and you will know.

"Young master." Resentful Ying was carrying the gourd on his back, with dark circles under his eyes, and looked at him worriedly: "Let's rest for a while before leaving, we are almost here anyway."

Jing Wushuang coughed heavily, and his breath became a little messy, but he still insisted on leading Nifeng forward.

He didn't say a word.

The profile of the gentle and jade-like face carried a coldness that had never been seen before.

The injured arm was bleeding all the time.

But he still seemed as quiet as ever, until he walked in front of the black coffin magic mirror, he smiled and said in a very gentle voice: "Go and open the gourd, she needs resentment."

Resentful Baby nodded. With dark circles under his eyes, he always listened to Jing Wushuang's words very much. He stretched out his little hand to open the gourd, and then sprinkled it around the black coffin.

The grievances were activated, and the empty faces were billowing like white smoke from a magic mirror.

"Go in." Jing Wushuang pulled the veiled Nifeng over, with a reassuring warmth in his eyes: "Soon, you will really come back to life."

Nifeng had been waiting for this day for too long, since the moment the man found her, she didn't want to be just a corpse anymore.

Father is gone.

Ni's house, and even the entire Exorcist City, should be hers!

Without any hesitation, Nifeng lay down in the black coffin and closed her eyes.

Jing Wushuang smiled lightly, the blade cut across the injured arm, and a lot of blood was released, just to complete the entire revival spell.

Resentful Ying looked at his pale face and lips, and didn't say much.

He seems to be used to it.

I got used to everything the master did silently in order to get that person back.

Bright red blood seeped into the coffin, as if absorbed by something.

The anger in the magic mirror suddenly surged, and with soaring resentment, it rushed straight to the top of the tomb!

Rumble!

A roar from the depths of the ground shook the gate of hell.

Under the Naihe Bridge, black water boiled.

The vicious ghosts visible to the naked eye, each with their teeth and claws trying to break free, their black nails protruding towards the world, trying to tear the seals branded on the land of Shenzhou one by one!

The ghost messengers couldn't help shaking their backs, looking at each other, the iron chain used to lock the soul in their hands was shattered by the invisible resentment.

In the Seventh Hell, the little King Yama was listening to King Yama's teachings with a pacifier in his mouth.

Although in front of King Yama, who was as tall as a mountain, he was almost negligible.

But his shouting was unmatched: "What's going on? Is someone trying to kidnap me again? I'm free now, let them come quickly!"

"Report, report to my little master, no, it's not kidnapping, it's because someone moved the magic mirror." The judge staggered and supported his high hat.

After King Yan Luo heard the word "magic mirror", an unprecedented evil spirit appeared on his face: "Say it again? Why are you passive? Magic mirror? The magic mirror that is pressed in the mausoleum?"

"Yes, yes..." The judge hadn't finished speaking.

King Yama left swiftly and resolutely!

Only the little Hades was left with his hands and feet bound.

Little Hades was only stunned for a moment, and immediately said to the judge: "Unlock the mysterious ice lock in my hand!"

"No, no!" Although the judge stammered, his stand was firm.

Little Hades narrowed his red eyes: "Say it again! Do you understand?"

"Solution!" Compared with the master, the viciousness of the little master is the most terrifying, but: "Little master, where are you going?"

While packing the package, Little Hades looked back: "Didn't you see? I'm going to the world to save mankind."

"You go to save mankind, do you still need to bring the lollipop for Master Xiaogou?" The judge had a sense of justice to expose the lie of Xiao Yan Wang: "Little master, I think at this time, the most important thing we need to do is to protect the The order of the underworld, not love, not to mention, you are still young..."

Little Hades carried the package on his shoulder, very cool: "Xiao Xu, listen to my brother, it is useless to maintain the order of the underworld at this time, there are still twelve hours before the seal is completely broken, ten After two hours, the cycle of life and death will be tampered with. Unless Feng Nu really awakens and seals the mainland again, otherwise, these evil spirits trapped in the lower eighteen hells will go or will go. The world is about to end , you still want to leave me in the underworld to work overtime and not allow me to reunite with Xiaogou, think about it for yourself, do you have any humanity!"

Hearing it this way, what he did was indeed a bit... No, no!

"Little master, if the reincarnation of life and death is tampered with, so that the dead live and the living die, Master Xiaogou will not be born!" At the critical moment, the judge finally stopped stammering and growled out what he wanted to say!

The little Hades suddenly stopped the steps he was about to take, his handsome and sinister face suddenly turned around, his big red eyes narrowed into a line: "Damn it, I actually forgot about it!" !"

The judge wiped the sweat from his brow, thinking that he finally managed to keep the little master.

I saw him throwing the package on himself: "I must go to the mausoleum to find Feng Nu! Let her find a way!"

"Wait, little master, just wait..."

Rumble!

Another violent shaking!

Resentment gathered into shape, and countless shadows were sucked into the black coffin one by one.

In the end, he finally merged with the blood and injected soul into the corpse in the black coffin.

Nifeng's eyes suddenly opened, and her whole body twisted strangely. After the dust fell to the ground, it became normal human softness and naturalness.

There was still warm blood on her arm, but she didn't care at all, her fingertips lingered on her wrist.

It seems to be feeling the breath that was touched not long ago.

That powerful familiar breath with a sense of Buddha.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her wrist, and with an unusual smile, she looked at the man standing aside, with a touch of warmth at the corner of her mouth: "Wu Shuang, I'm back."

As she said that, her eyes lit up, as if she smelled something, she said softly: "He's here too, isn't he?"

Nifeng's fair face was slightly red, and she stared at another part of the ancient tomb bewilderedly, sighing slightly like a girl falling in love.

Jing Wushuang nodded, bent down and picked her up: "The demons and ghosts are coming, your body is still weak, let's go back to the Exorcist City first."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Nifeng lowered her eyes softly, but she was still reluctant to let go, and the object of her reluctance was Baili Jiajue.