The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 2 Take care of the evil spirits and deal with them for you
in hell

Your Highness has got a very interesting treasure, and he is going to catch all the evil spirits and demonstrate it himself.

Just like now, she was playing with the ghosts with the treasure she had stolen from someone unknown.

I saw one evil ghost after another flying out of hell with a "whoosh", and ascending to the ninth heaven with a "whoosh".

This situation and scene are particularly spectacular. What a joy!

Behind him, a line of heavy-colored clothes crossed the empty ground, saying steadily and forcefully: "Yuan'er, what are you doing?"

Xiao Miaoyuan immediately put away the fairy weapon in her arms and giggled: "Father, they are so fun."

All the ghosts: "..."

His eyes fell on her blankly, his majesty displayed, and he pressed hard, saying in a serious voice: "What did you take? Let me see."

Xiaotuanzi stiffened and said with a pitiful face: "I didn't take anything."

He didn't ask any more questions, he raised his slender knuckles lightly, and in an instant, invisible magic came out from under his palm, flew to her body, and swept out a treasure.

"Exhortation——" The fairy weapon fell into his hand and made a little crisp sound.

Xiaotuanzi looked anxious and quickly reached out to grab it, "Father, that's mine! I haven't played with it yet!"

He was indifferent, "Where did you get it?"

"I……"

"Come on!"

"Ghost, ghost servant is here——"

"Where did your Highness go today?"

"This……"

He raised his hand, and his transformed palm was like a magnified evil shadow. He tightly held the evil ghost's neck, lifted it up, and said coldly: "Say!"

The evil ghost trembled in fear, "Yes, yes... he went to the tenth level of hell."

"Father?!"

"Who gave it to her?"

"[-]. An Immortal Lord who was sent off."

"Did you let her go in alone?"

"Ghost servant..."

"Damn!"

"Pa—" The palm of his hand suddenly tightened, and the evil ghost's soul quickly disintegrated and flew in all directions.

moment
All the ghost servants hid in the dark night and disappeared.

To be precise, I didn't dare to show up.

Xiaotuanzi was furious, staring at him with those round purple eyes and said: "I don't want to pay attention to you, Yan Yi."

It's so treasonous to dare to call him by his first name.

With a cold face, he whispered: "Go back to the palace and don't show up here."

"Why?!"

He didn't explain, and with a wave of his wide black clothes, he directly transformed into a shape and sent her back to the palace.

But it only takes a moment
The white mist appeared in the form of several immortal kings. Their faces were serious, but their attitude was respectful: "Your Highness, the King of Hell, just now, several evil ghosts from hell appeared in the ninth heaven..."

"His Highness sent me to wait down and find out what happened?"

Yan Yi frowned coldly, his face as cold as fat and jade, and said coldly: "It's nothing, they are just a few little brats who don't know the rules and want to sneak out of prison. This palace has already punished them. Please inform Yu on behalf of this palace." Your Highness Heng, nothing major happened."

Several immortal monarchs frowned and said: "Then please ask His Highness the King of Hell to take care of the evil ghosts in his own hell. Not all cultivators can enter the Nine Heavens!"

"Of course, I won't send it away." He transformed and disappeared into the underworld.

Seeing it
The expressions on the faces of several immortal monarchs were very ugly, and they sneered: "His Royal Highness the King of Hell is really the first person since ancient times who dares to make a fool of His Highness."

"Oh, who made it possible for His Highness, the King of Hell, to be the only one in this vast world of cultivating immortals to be able to compete with our Highness?"

"Stop talking, go back quickly, there are still matters in the demon world to deal with."

"Well, let's go."

……

inside the palace

Looking at the closed black palace door in front of him, which was covered tightly with wallpapers and paintings, he frowned and said nothing.

Lifting his feet, an invisible black light shrouded him and walked directly through the door.

On the big soft bed, a medium-sized yurt was covered with a brocade quilt.

He walked over, his voice deepened, and said, "Did he give you the magic weapon? He taught you how to do it?"

There was no reply from under the quilt.

His voice was a bit colder, "Are other people's treasures fun, or are other people's words trustworthy? What makes you so convinced?"

Under the quilt, there was still no response.

His frown deepened, he waved his hand and lifted the quilt directly from the air, and said coldly, "Answer me!"

Xiaotuanzi was so frightened that his eyes turned red. He turned around from the bed and sat up. His long hair was spread over his shoulders and chest, revealing only his white, aggrieved and stubborn little face. He accused: "What do you want me to say? I told you that the treasure was borrowed to play with! Who told you not to give me the treasure?"

"Do you think it's an ordinary treasure that you can borrow and play with?" "Why not?!"

"Have I ever said, whatever you want, I will give it to you. Who asked you to take other people's things?"

"What do you mean taking?!" Xiao Tuanzi got out of bed angrily, raised his little hand and transformed into a stone slab, stood on tiptoes, and argued with him at the same height: "That was given to me by the Immortal Lord!!"

"Why would he give it to you?"

"Of course it's because I promised him that he would have a better life in this hell."

"Haha——" He sneered softly.

Only then did Xiaotuanzi remember that he was outspoken and spoke out what was in his heart, and retorted with some annoyance: "What...what's wrong? This is, this is an equal exchange, courtesy and reciprocity."

"Who taught you these things?"

"What happened to what Mrs. Meng taught you?"

"Stop interacting with her in the future."

"Why?"

"With what she is teaching you now, I can punish her a hundred or a thousand times."

"No!!" Xiao Tuanzi opened his thin and short arms and stood in front of him, "You are not allowed to punish Mrs. Meng, she will tell me many...many folk stories. "

His expression was gloomy, and his lowered right hand began to take shape.

When Xiao Miaoyuan opened her eyes and saw it, her entire petite body was wrapped in a warm current and sent back to the big bed.

but a moment
A strong barrier fell, completely isolating her from the outside world.

"You can stay in the palace peacefully, I'll go down there."

"I don't want it!! I want to go out too!"

"..."

"Father?!"

"..."

"Father-jun?!"

"..."

"Bang -" She raised her hand to transform and hit the barrier straight.

"Boom bang bang-"

"Boom bang bang-"

The barrier was intact, with not a single hole broken.

She lowered her little head in dissatisfaction, letting her beautiful purple hair hang around her lower back, moaning.

Even with such a small amount of cultivation, I'm afraid it's not as good as this barrier, so how can it be broken?

……

Eighteen levels of hell

All the evil ghosts bowed in low voices and said: "I have seen His Highness the King of Hell——"

"Meet His Highness the King of Hell."

"Go out, I want to talk to him alone."

"Yes -" The evil ghosts bowed their heads and retreated, and the door of the cell was locked in an instant.

"Your Highness the King of Hell?" The Immortal Lord who was imprisoned by the Immortal Lock and fell into a demon raised his eyes and looked over.Suddenly he raised his lips and smiled wildly, "Why, His Highness the King of Hell also wants to experience life on the eighteenth level of hell?"

Yan Yi looked coldly, raised his hand, and gently waved the black loose robe towards him. In an instant, the bell-like magic weapon fell in the air in front of him, "This is you of?"

"Exactly, but isn't it...in the hands of His Highness? Why, she doesn't want it anymore?"

"She is from this palace!" The black pupils of Kong Jing's eyes were strong and cold, pressing down, "Did you know?"

"I know, what exactly does His Highness the King of Hell want to say?"

Isn't that Xiaotuanzi his daughter?Millions of years ago, it was born from the mandala flower essence that was cultivated and formed. Who knows about it in the ten thousand layers of heaven and inside and outside the three realms?
There was a huge commotion at that time, just because of this little girl who was about to die of illness.

"Knowing that you gave her such a magic weapon? Do you want to use my hands to fight against Yu Heng?"

Bai Yan's body froze, he raised his forehead slightly, and smiled: "What does Your Highness, King of Hell, mean by this? It's just a treasure that was released from prison for fun. How can it be what Your Highness said?"

"No? It can indeed bring cultivators out of hell, but it can also allow cultivators to reach the ninth heaven. I think you know its usefulness better than I do, right?"

He chuckled, lowered his head, and did not reply.

"Yuan'er is not experienced in things and is too playful. I will do what I promised you, and I will do it for her."

"As for this treasure—" His eyes glowed with a cold and dark danger, and his right hand transformed into a phantom, and he grasped the treasure in the air.

With a little force, he squeezed the shape, and it immediately shattered, like dust, and disappeared without a trace in the wind.

"I will take care of it for you personally!"

His pupils shrank, and he looked at him with a slightly solemn gaze.

Yan Yi retracted his hand, waved his sleeves invisibly, turned around, and left indifferently.

He only left one sentence: "There is no need to imprison him. As long as he does not leave the eighteenth floor, everything is up to him."

"Yes--"

(End of this chapter)