The little crying bag she raised was crooked and turned into a demon

Chapter 185 Dusty Memories

Luo Huaiyue could easily kill him just because of his cultivation base.

Mrs. Cheng hurriedly stood in front of Mo Yanci, and begged, "My lord, please be merciful."

Luo Huaiyue didn't have the time to kill Mo Yanci, his goal was Cheng'er.

Light white fingers grabbed Cheng'er's arm, and Luo Huaiyue pulled her and walked out.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Mo Yanyan struggled to get up from the ground, trying to stop him, but he couldn't pull up any strength.

Cheng'er shook her head, choked with sobs and said to Mo Yanci: "Your Highness, Your Majesty will not hurt me, just wait for me."

Ever since Cheng'er left Yaozu, Mo Yanci understood the sadness of losing Cheng'er. Even if he died at this moment, he would not leave her.

When Luo Huaiyue teleported with Cheng'er, Mo Yanci happened to hold Cheng'er's other hand, and the three of them left from the Demon King Hall together.

When they woke up, the three of them were already in the Hades.

Forcibly entering the Hades would take a great toll on her cultivation, but Luo Huaiyue remained calm.

He glanced at Mo Yanyan and said, "Who will allow you to follow?"

Mo Yanci remained silent. He was sure that Luo Huaiyue was in a bad mood at the moment. If he said something wrong, he might kill him.

Cheng Er hurriedly opened her mouth and begged: "My lord, he doesn't trust me, please let him follow, he will never hinder your lord."

Luo Huaiyue's eyes shifted from Mo Yanci to Cheng'er, but she didn't speak.

He turned his head and continued to go deep into the Hades.

Since Huawu passed away, the master of Hades has replaced a fairy.

You must know that the masters of the underworld were inherited from generation to generation, but Huawu did not leave any descendants. When one person passed away, he ruined the blood inheritance.

When the ghosts along the way saw the mark on Luo Huaiyue's forehead, they backed away in fright.

Entering the main hall, the ghost king is already waiting here.

Hades has always been subject to the Celestial Clan, and the head of the Hades is naturally afraid of the demons who have been enemies of the Celestial Clan for generations.

What's more, the person who came was the Demon Lord!

This ghost king is a man, changing the tradition of female succession for many years.

However, even though he is the King of Ghosts, he is only a little fairy who has succeeded for hundreds of years. He has never seen such a battle before, so he was naturally frightened into silence.

Luo Huaiyue pointed at the ghost king and said, "You, come here."

The ghost king got up tremblingly, and approached him cautiously, "Your Majesty, what can you do?"

"Where is the blood pool? Take me there!" Luo Huaiyue said.

Thousands of ghost blood are condensed in the blood pool of Hades, and every soul who passes away has a drop of blood left here, which is like a kind of evidence, evidence of its existence.

These ghost bloods are transformed by a ray of consciousness of the dead souls, which store the past experiences and past of the dead souls, and have the effect of exorcising evil spirits.

It's just that this Demon Lord, why does he need this thing?

The ghost king didn't dare to ask more questions, so he hurriedly led the way.

The three of them followed closely behind, and after walking for about a stick of incense, they heard a gurgling sound.

The sound was like the sound of boiling water. The boiling water was bubbling with hot bubbles, tumbling and rolling.

Not long after, the ghost king stopped in front of a stone wall, raised his hand to form a seal, and pressed blood into the stone wall. The stone wall began to tremble in an instant, and a secret door appeared in front of several people.

The ghost king opened the stone door, and a bloody smell rushed out.

At the same time, the grunt grew louder.

The four walked in, and a retch attracted the attention of several people.

Luo Huaiyue frowned and looked at Mo Yanyan who was walking at the end.

Mo Yan's back felt cold all of a sudden, he pinched his nose with one hand and covered his mouth with the other.

Cheng'er quickly pulled away his hand covering his mouth, "Your Highness, I will be out of breath."

Luo Huaiyue gave him a sideways look and continued walking.

A blood-red pool appeared in front of his eyes, and the blood in it was constantly bubbling, thick and with a fishy smell, which shocked people both visually and olfactorily.

Even the ghost king couldn't help looking away when he saw it, but Luo Huaiyue and Cheng'er turned a blind eye.

Luo Huaiyue looked back and glanced at Cheng'er, "Go in!"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng'er immediately shivered.

go in?where to?Into this pool of blood?

Although she didn't know why, she wasn't afraid of the blood pool, but if she was allowed to enter the blood pool, she only felt her legs go limp.

Mo Yanyan stopped him and said, "Come at me if you have anything!"

Luo Huaiyue: "You want to go in too?"

Mo Yanyan: "..."

Knowing their current situation, Cheng'er gritted her teeth and pulled Mo Yanci behind her.

She raised her eyes and said: "Your Majesty, I can go in, but can you allow me to have a few more words with His Highness?"

Luo Huaiyue formed a piece of talisman paper from the palm of his hand, and stuck it to the wall with the wind of his palm, and the hanging tail began to burn.

"The time of one talisman." This was the tolerance Luo Huaiyue gave them.

Cheng'er held Mo Yanci's hand and said, "Your Highness, I can't forgive what happened in the past. Even though Your Highness treats me very well now, I still can't let it go. This is probably the best explanation. Your Highness doesn't have to worry about me. Sad, I... don't deserve it."

This made Mo Yanci panic, "Cheng'er, Cheng'er, I was wrong before. I shouldn't be looking forward to Shu, and I shouldn't have anything to do with others. Don't, don't treat me like this, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Huaiyue interrupted, "The time has come."

Cheng'er gave Mo Yanci a wry smile, and walked towards the blood pool.

Mo Yanci hurriedly tugged on her sleeve, "Cheng'er, don't go, don't go in..."

Luo Huaiyue was not in the mood to watch such an inseparable scene, he lifted Cheng'er's back of the neck with one hand, and threw the whole person into it.

After hearing a loud bang, the girl fell into the pool of blood.

"don't want!!!"

Mo Yanyan followed behind without fear and jumped in.

In the heavy blood, Mo Yanci hugged the girl's waist.

A thick stream of blood was choked into his mouth and nose, and Mo Yanyan felt that he was about to suffocate.

Consciousness gradually became blurred, as if something was pulling him, no, it was pulling his soul, pulling it out of the skin!

The heart-piercing pain brought him to the brink of death.

Suddenly, a ray of light pierced through layers of obstacles and pierced into Mo Yanci's mind.

It seemed that some dusty memory had been awakened in his mind, which was both strange and familiar to him.

Tens of thousands of years ago, a heavenly king named Qingyun succeeded to the throne.

This Qingyun Tianjun is the last of the hereditary Tianjun.

Before him, Tianjun was like a mortal emperor, with descendants succeeding him from generation to generation.

Qingyun has been a lazy guy since he was a child, his father had to open the back door for his ascension, and his journey was unimpeded.

This is not a good thing for him.

After the promulgation of the Tianjun succession order, Qingyun entered the mortal world and experienced eight hardships.

Just imagine how easy it is for a person who has not experienced life and death in a serious way to go through the eight sufferings.

(End of this chapter)