The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 389 Eighteenth Floor

The next moment, when he met those gloomy black eyes, he wished he could slap himself a few times.

He nodded again and again, "If it's the soul of a mortal, as long as the soul is destroyed, it can still be found within three months."

Before Wen Ku could speak, the judge said again, "I will send Black and White Wuchang to look for it in person, and the girl just needs to tell me the name and horoscope of the person you want to look for."

Wen Ku, "I'm in trouble."

The judge repeatedly apologized, "No trouble, it should."

While speaking, in the hell not far away, the dark wind became stronger and stronger, and the evil spirits in the hell became more and more restless, and kept making eerie roars.

At first it sounded extremely vicious, but when you listen carefully, it sounds like... howling?
Wen Ku finally took a few glances inside.

"Our Underworld Lord was dragged down by your young master...that poor..." the judge said immediately.

He hoped that Wen Ku could jump in and save her.

Children are ignorant, they are completely newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers and dare to provoke anything.

No matter how powerful the infant spirit is, it is no match for the evil spirits in hell.

Furthermore, their Underworld Lord is only three hundred years old, just a little baby with no hair yet.

If the two little dolls go down together, they won't become the rations of the evil spirits.

Wen Ru stood on the edge of hell, letting the wind blow her long hair flying away.

At that moment, in the eyes of everyone, she was much more terrifying than those evil spirits.

Wen Ku, "Wait."

After the baby ate the heart pill, the spirit body has stabilized and is not weak.

To his own children, Wenku doesn't treat them like flowers in a greenhouse, it's just going to hell, it's not a big deal.

……

On the other side, Xiao Bao plunged headlong into hell with the Lord of the Underworld, but went straight from the first floor to the bottom floor.

Mountains of knives and sea of ​​fire, that is the scene in hell.

The further you go down, the deeper the terror.

The fewer evil spirits there are, the more powerful they become.

Even Little Underworld Lord felt a gust of Yin Qi go straight to his bones, more penetrating than ice in the cold winter months.

His feet were completely empty, and he fell all the way, and he didn't know how long he fell, but the hole under his feet became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless abyss.

The baby held his hand from beginning to end.

He opened his eyes wide, looked around, and said to the little underworld master as he fell, "In the southeast of the ninth floor, there is a female ghost who looks like a dog. She is flamboyant and flirtatious. The baby thinks she can do it." a lead dancer."

Little Underworld Lord, "..."

Baby, "There is a minotaur on the eighth floor. It looks silly, but it has a big drum on its back, so you can make it play drums."

Lord of the Underworld, "I'm afraid you don't know that it played mourning and music during its lifetime. When the drum beats, all living people will be turned into bones."

The baby tilted his head, "What does that matter? People in Tiangong are good to listen to, and they can pick... Have they heard mourning and music in such a place? We are here to give them insight!"

Xiao Mingzhu felt that there was definitely a hole in his head, otherwise he would not have somehow agreed with what the baby said.

They were still falling, and the baby felt the master of the underworld trembling slightly, and his palms were covered with sweat.

He finally asked, "Why are you so afraid of ghosts?"

Little Underworld Lord, "They are too ugly to see."

His pair of white pupils can not only see through people's souls, but the things that come into his eyes will infinitely magnify the ugly places, as well as the beautiful places.

The evil spirits in hell are all extremely vicious. In the eyes of the little underworld master, they are naturally much more vicious and ugly than ordinary people.

The kind that makes you want to vomit just by looking at it.

Baby, "then you can look at me more, I know you can see me."

After the words fell, he asked again, "Is the baby beautiful?"

While talking, the baby grabbed his hand more and more tightly.

The strength is very strong, as if there is an entity, and the little underworld master can feel it very clearly.

For a moment, it seemed as if all the chill in his body had been dispelled.

A wave of heat surged up and rushed to his head, burning his cheeks to blush.

He finally opened his eyes and turned to look at the baby beside him.

A while ago, he could only see the baby's eyes, but now, he could almost see the face clearly.

Probably because of the elixir, the baby's spiritual body is very stable, even translucent, as if he can gradually possess a physical body.

He's a very...beautiful little baby.

Just like in a painting, big eyes, small nose, fair skin, small mouth like a cherry.

It's hard to describe... Anyway, it's a thousand times better than all the babies he's ever seen.

That short, silver-colored hair is slightly curly, fluffy, and a little cute.

When he was looking at the baby, the baby was also staring straight at him, and the light of flames and ice intertwined in hell flashed back and forth on the two of them.

Xiao Mingzhu felt that his throat was a little dry, he turned his head away, and said in a small voice like a mosquito, "It's... nice."

It's amazing.

The baby giggled, "Then when you see things with hot eyes in the future, look at your uncle and me more, and wash your eyes."

Underworld Lord, "..." wanted to hit him.

Being breath-adjusted by the baby like this, he felt a lot more relaxed. He was wearing a black cloak, and finally felt that his feet were solid, and the two of them fell into a dense darkness.

There is no light, only wind, still a damp and cold wind.

"Is it over?" the baby asked.

Xiao Mingzhu nodded, then shook his head, "It's only the eighteenth floor."

Strictly speaking, it doesn't count.

The bottom of hell is where the dragon once stayed.

The baby gave a faint 'oh', and he looked around again. There was a kind of black grass growing under his feet, and the edges of the grass leaves were sharp and jagged.

A large black grassland with almost no end in sight.

And above the head is a complete sealing barrier, each layer of hell has a sealing barrier, in order to prevent the things inside from running out.

"Be careful, follow me closely, and don't run around." Little Underworld Lord almost hugged the baby in his arms.

This place is empty, and every word echoes.

I haven't seen a single ghost since I came here for a long time. The most terrifying thing is what I can't see.

What is suppressed on the [-]th floor is extremely vicious and inhuman things, which cannot be touched easily on weekdays.

He had to be alert.

After calming down, I felt that my brain was really twitching. Originally, I just planned to catch a few ghosts in the superficial layers of hell, but who knew that I was fooled by this little thing and went straight to the eighteenth floor.

When he got here, he had a headache again.

The baby looked up at him, "Don't be afraid, the baby said that uncle will protect you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the rustling of chains on the black grassland.

In an instant, there was a burst of laughter.

"It's rare that there is food delivered to the door."

(End of this chapter)