The ancestor's salted fish vest has been picked up again!

Chapter 344 Meng Xiaoxi's Encounter

The female ghost who knelt on the ground and claimed to be Meng Xiaoxi, saw Lord Honglian pondering, she quickly said: "My lord, I have another identity, please take me into the city, is that okay?"

That's right, the female ghost kneeling on the ground in a state of embarrassment was none other than Meng Xiaoxi.

It's just why he ran here, and he was so embarrassed, and what happened in it?
This, only Meng Xiaoxi herself knew.

Just after Meng Xiaoxi finished speaking, Honglian suddenly remembered who this female ghost who called herself Meng Xiaoxi was.

Her sharp eyes looked directly at Meng Xiaoxi, and after a while, she said, "Follow me."

Meng Xiaoxi was pleasantly surprised when she heard the word "keep up", and kowtowed to Honglian again to thank her.

Seeing Honglian turned to leave, she quickly got up and followed.

Seeing this, the ghost soldiers didn't dare to ask more questions.

But there are many doubts. I don't understand why Lord Honglian brings a female ghost who doesn't even have a gray shadow level and has the aura of Su Cheng on her body?
But these are not important anymore, because what Master Honglian is going to do is not something they ghost soldiers can ask.

Hong Lian walked for a while, seeing that Meng Xiaoxi's speed was too slow, she stopped suddenly without giving Meng Xiaoxi a reaction, the whole person was picked up by Hong Lian and disappeared in place.

When Meng Xiaoxi landed again, she was already in a very dark and smelly dilapidated room.

She suppressed the fear in her heart, looked up and looked around, but when she saw a wall full of faces, she was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming, and at the same time stepped back.

But before he took two steps back, he tripped over something and almost fell down.

Looking down, a faceless head was facing her.

Meng Xiaoxi let out a cry, and ran to the door like crazy, but she searched around, but couldn't find where the door was.

Honglian stood in the dark with her arms folded, looking at Meng Xiaoxi who was running around like a clown and sneered.

Meng Xiaoxi was so frightened that her soul began to float, she broke down and shouted: "My lord, where are you? Can you take me out? I don't want to stay here, I really don't want to stay here—"

Honglian stared coldly for a while before she spoke indifferently: "Meng Xiaoxi, the daughter of a saint, was specially taken care of by the ancestors when she was in the world, but because she fell in love with the fourth master of the Su family, she chose to blame the ancestors."

Meng Xiaoxi quickly looked at Honglian who was standing in the dark and shook her head desperately: "No, no, I didn't betray Lord Ling, no, it was the ancestor, I didn't betray, I really didn't."

She regretted it, she really regretted that action at the beginning, if she hadn't been confused by Su Jun, how could she have done something to disappoint her ancestor?
When I was alive, I didn't feel particularly strong. I only felt that Master Ling was very powerful and could drive away ghosts. Many ghosts were afraid of her.

But after she died, she was forcibly taken to Su City by those ghosts, and only after hearing the conversation among those ghosts did she realize how powerful her ancestors were in hell.

During the time she came to hell, the most rumors she heard were about her ancestors.

As for herself, after being subjected to inhumane abuse, she deeply realized that without the protection of her ancestors, she was nothing, just like an ant, allowing ghosts to bully her.

Honglian snorted coldly, and walked slowly in front of Meng Xiaoxi, she grabbed Meng Xiaoxi's neck in the air, and lifted her up forcefully.

Seeing Meng Xiaoxi struggling in pain but not daring to resist, the sarcasm on her face became more obvious.

She said viciously: "You are as clueless as that Liu Bingyan, do you know how many ghost generals are willing to work for the ancestors but have no chance?"

"In the entire hell, there is not even a ten-thousandth chance to be lucky enough to see the ancestor's deity. You know that when you were in hell, you were a smash hit?"

Meng Xiaoxi shook her head in pain, she couldn't speak, let alone move.

Has she ever been popular in hell?What's the meaning?Why didn't she know about it?
Honglian suddenly threw Meng Xiaoxi's soul away, and threw her directly against the wall full of human faces.

As soon as Meng Xiaoxi stuck to the wall, countless mouths bit her soul, the whole soul was biting her mouth.

That picture, not to mention how intrusive it is, but any human being will be terrified when they see it.

A tragic cry came from Meng Xiaoxi's mouth——

At this moment, except for one face, Meng Xiaoxi was not spared.

She screamed at Honglian again and again, wailing bitterly: "Please kill me, kill me—"

Honglian sneered: "Want to die? In hell, death is the happiest thing. Do you deserve it?"

"I, Honglian, hate those people and ghosts who betrayed my ancestors the most. Whenever I meet them, I will never let them go."

Meng Xiaoxi completely collapsed.

She thought that if she fled to Song City, she would be able to live a mediocre life for a while, but who knew, she encountered this demon just after entering the city.

Did she just come out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again?

Under Meng Xiaoxi's screams, Hong Lian said coldly: "At the beginning, the ancestor ordered you to be her child. Do you know how lucky the person who can let the ancestor tell the outside world about her child?"

"You can call me jealous or you can call me a perverted devil. In short, when I see you, I want to throw you into a frying pan, and throw you into the little hell of dismemberment for seven to seventy-nine days."

"I want you to suffer every torture in the little hell."

When Honglian said this, her face was full of viciousness, and Meng Xiaoxi was so frightened that she ignored the countless mouths on her upper body.

Meng Xiaoxi cried to Honglian: "If I let my ancestor know that you treated me like this, she will definitely be angry, for sure."

Hong Lian seemed to have heard some huge joke, and her face showed sarcasm: "Do you think your ancestors will not know what happened to you?"

"The entire hell is full of the ancestor's subordinates and admirers. Do you really think that the ancestor will not know your every move? Unless she doesn't want to know, otherwise, there is nothing in this world that can be hidden from her. "

When Meng Xiaoxi heard this, her face was ashen. She wanted to die completely, and she didn't want to live like this.

It's not that she didn't want to reincarnate in the past, but she didn't even have a chance to go to Huangquan Road. She didn't know where Huangquan Road was, so how could she go to reincarnate?
She was locked in the small black room of the Su family, and she learned from chatting with the little ghost next door that under normal circumstances, when a person dies, there is black and white impermanence to pick up the ghost and leave the world, take the road to Huangquan, and cross the bridge of Naihe——

But she wasn't, as soon as she died, her soul was taken away by a group of ghosts, and she appeared directly in the small black room of the Su family.

She found out that ghosts in hell have the opportunity to be reincarnated as human beings, because they have done a lot of good deeds in the previous life, so they have the opportunity to reincarnate humanely and have the opportunity to start a new life.

And those heinous people are first brought to the sixteenth floor of the small hell, and after suffering different degrees of punishment, only a small number of people can go to the animal realm or the hungry ghost realm to reincarnate.

And ghosts like her who are not received by black and white impermanence belong to a special group of people.

There are two types of special groups.

One is that they are so powerful that they can ignore all the rules of the ghost city, but they can look directly at that kind of person with Hades.

One is the soul that is predestined by the great figures in hell. There are three types of this kind. One of them is the one that is not seen by ghosts. Unfortunately, she belongs to this category now.

(End of this chapter)