Chapter 213 Eighteen Hells

I nodded and said, "Just ask."

The female ghost's eyes moved and she said slowly: "Have Xiang Yi ever told you who I am?"

I was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to shake my head, but suddenly I remembered something.

Couldn't this person in front of me be Xiang Yi's lover? !

I nodded quickly and said, "I mentioned it! I mentioned it! She often mentioned you in front of me! She said you were gentle and generous! Intellectual and cute!"

As soon as these words came out, a sweet smile appeared on the female ghost's face.

She asked again: "Then tell me, apart from me, has he hooked up with any other female ghosts?"

I quickly shook my head in denial: "How is this possible? Mr. Xiang is so serious! How can he hook up with other female ghosts?"

In order to satisfy the female ghost in front of me, I had no choice but to go blind.

"Oh, is it so?"

The female ghost narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at me quietly.

After a while, the female ghost shrugged helplessly and said: "I know very well what kind of virtue Xiang Yi is, but I was very satisfied with your initial answer, so I fed you to the water ghost."

I breathed a long sigh of relief. I was already sure that the female ghost in front of me must have an extraordinary relationship with Xiang Yi.

The wooden boat continued to sail, the water in the Wangchuan River was churning, and a person's head floated up.

These heads were swollen from being soaked in the water of the Forgotten River, and their facial features had become blurry. Only by careful identification could one see the eyes, nose, and mouth.

The appearance of the water ghost made me look alert instantly.

At this moment, a pale and swollen ghost hand climbed onto the wooden boat, followed by a second one, a third one...

Countless ghost hands forced the sailing wooden ship to a stop, and the ship's hull was slowly descending.

I quickly picked up the Nine Layers Thunder Art, intending to blast away these water ghosts, but at this moment, the female ghost glanced at me and said, "Don't panic!"

Then she turned around, faced the Forgotten River, and shouted coldly: "Bold! You don't even know whose boat this is!"

As soon as these words came out, the water ghost instantly retreated and sank to the bottom of the water.

I looked at the female ghost with my mouth agape.

I thought to myself, who is this female ghost, how can she drink away these water ghosts?

Confused, I didn't ask.

Since then, the surface of the Forgotten River has been much quieter, with only the churning water of the Forgotten River.

The wooden boat moved forward along the river. After probably more than ten minutes, land appeared on both sides of the Wangchuan River.

The female ghost picked up the oar and rowed towards the river bank.

After a while, the boat stopped steadily beside the river bank, and the female ghost and I got ashore one after another.

The female ghost led me through the dense forest of thorns and finally came to a small road.

There is a familiar figure walking towards us in front of the path.

It’s Xiang Yi!

Xiang Yi came to me very quickly. Just when he was about to speak, he saw the female ghost coming to Xiang Yi in three steps and then two steps. She grabbed his ears and said sternly: "Xiang Yi! It's really true." It's yours! If you don't come to me once in a few days! You come to me just to ask for something! If you do this again, be careful and I will throw you into the eighteenth level of hell!"

Xiang Yi quickly begged for mercy: "Stop pinching me! Stop pinching me! It hurts! I've been so busy lately! I don't have time to look for you!"

The female ghost raised a sneer on her lips and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you have been doing recently! You and the female ghost are tossing and turning in bed every night!"

When I saw this scene, the corner of my mouth twitched slightly. Isn't this female ghost too tough?

After Xiang Yi begged for mercy again and again, the female ghost let go of her hand.

Xiang Yi came to me and rubbed his ears. When he saw my right eye, his expression froze and he asked, "Has your right eye recovered?"

I nodded and Xiang Yi said: "Your right eye is the same as your right hand. You cannot use it carelessly. The backlash it will bring is much stronger than your right hand."

I nodded in agreement again, and Xiang Yi stopped talking nonsense and said to me straightforwardly: "Let's go, I will take you to the eighteenth level of hell."