The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 522: Restoration of the Whereabouts of the Plant
In the dungeon

Bai Yan opened his eyes wide and watched His Majesty the King of Hell grind a judge of the ghost clan into ashes. He simply couldn't believe it.

Everyone's eyes widened, their hair stood on end, and they were extremely frightened.

"This……"

Yan Yi strode out of the dungeon with a grim expression, "Spread the news. The ghost judge Su Qin committed treason and has been executed. The demon king Lu Qing is now the judge of the three prisons. In the future, anyone who dares to commit the same crime will suffer the same fate and will not be forgiven."

"Yes, subordinates, follow your orders."

Behind him, a crowd of people knelt down. They lowered their heads, their hearts were like raging waves, and it was difficult to calm down. They could never have imagined that Master Suqin would die in this way, which made people sigh.

After seeing His Majesty the King of Hell leave, Bai Yan hurriedly stood up and rushed towards the dungeon door. He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, shouting hard: "Hey... General Bai, General Bai Chang..."

Bai Chang stood up and glanced at him, frowning, very unhappy, "What's the matter?"

She is very annoyed now.

Although Su Qin was extremely hateful and deserved to die, when Su Qin was really executed in front of her eyes, Bai Chang felt deeply moved and could not express it. If only Meng Po was here, she would definitely be able to understand Bai Chang's anxiety and uneasiness.

Just at this moment, the fallen demon king was yelling at her, which made Bai Chang even more annoyed.

"I... I have something to ask you..." Bai Yan stretched out his arms to reach her, his face anxious. He was wearing a light and elegant crescent-white robe with crane sleeves embroidered on it, with an immortal look, and his long hair was tied up with a black jade hairpin, making him look like an immortal. However, he was lying on his back at the door of the dungeon with his butt sticking out, which made people feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked at him.

Bai Chang waved her hand and asked all the ghost generals and servants to retreat. She walked forward and looked at the sinful immortal with a suspicious expression.

What did he want to ask her for? She was not familiar with him. If he really had a problem, he could ask Meng Hui to handle it. She was not in charge of the affairs in the dungeon.

Meng Hui, who was standing by, also saw his worthless and stupid look. Meng Hui sneered. This damned bastard is going to make trouble again.

Meng Hui leaned against the door of the dungeon opposite, closely watching Bai Yan's movements. She wanted to see what this bastard was going to do.

As soon as Bai Yan looked up, he saw Meng Hui staring at him intently. Due to his status as a criminal and prison boss, Bai Yan was still a little afraid of her.

As soon as Bai Chang walked over, Bai Yan pulled him down and lowered his head. Bai Chang glared at him unhappily, "Take your stinky hands away!"

Whatever it is, just get started.

"Okay, okay... I, I'll let go. Is it okay if I let go?" Bai Yan curled his lips. Are all these ghost officials in hell so violent?

Others want him to touch it, but he doesn't want to touch it.

Bai Yan let go of his hand, covered his mouth and said to Bai Chang carefully: "They said... the young prince was strangled to death by Su Qin, is this true or false?"

Bai Chang's face immediately turned cold and he stared at him with majestic and cold eyes.

"What do you want to say?"

"No, no, no..." Bai Yan knew he had said the wrong thing when he saw her serious expression. Bai Yan explained anxiously, "I'm just asking. I want to know how the little prince is doing now?"

Bai Chang looked at him with a straight face, "Your Highness is naturally safe and sound. Don't worry about things that are not your business."

"Yes, yes, then can I meet His Majesty?"

"Can't!"

Bai Chang refused without a second thought. What a joke, if Bai Yan was released, the next person to be crushed to ashes would be Bai Chang. Well, how many lives could she create herself?

Meng Hui on the other side also stared at him with a cold expression. This bastard actually wanted to escape from this dungeon in front of her, the prison boss?
Bai Yan retracted his hand, clasped his hands together and prayed, "Can you think of a way? I really have something important to ask the young prince." "What important thing can you have? I think you just want to escape from this dungeon to find an excuse for yourself."

"Absolutely not!" Bai Yan raised his palm with a sincere and serious expression, "Don't wrongly accuse a good person."

Meng Hui chuckled and said, "Are you a good person?"

Then there will be no bad people in the world.

Bai Yan looked up at Meng Hui, knowing that her question was a mockery of him, but Bai Yan was magnanimous and he didn't want to argue with Meng Hui.

Bai Yan spread his hands, "Okay, if you want to know, that's fine. If you let me go out and see the little prince, I can tell you how to repair his cultivation!"

"What did you say?" Meng Hui came over immediately with a serious expression, "Do you have a way to save the little prince?"

Bai Chang also began to become alert, "Do you have a way to restore your cultivation?"

How can it be so easy to repair the damaged spiritual power? There are many people in the world who have broken through 3 million years of spiritual power, and it is not as rare as it is now. Isn't it because cultivators are the most vulnerable to injury, and it is difficult to heal themselves if their cultivation is damaged?

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Bai Yan's expression became arrogant and self-satisfied. "Since I can say this, I naturally have a way to deal with it. Don't try to trick me. As long as I can see the little princess, I will not only help her restore her cultivation, but also help her break through a million years of spiritual power cultivation."

Bai Chang didn't hesitate at all and turned around and left, "Just listen to him. With this time, I can advance to the next level."

What a waste of her time.

Bai Yan stepped forward excitedly, "Hey, don't go! What I said is true!"

Meng Hui also waved her hands, crossed her arms over her chest, and left proudly, "I thought you really had a way to restore your cultivation."

After all this time, it turns out it was all bragging.

"Hey, you guys..."

"Don't leave! What I said is true!"

"Bang bang!" Bai Yan knocked hard on the cell door, and he began to get impatient. "Don't leave!"

The two of them didn't even look back, and just as they were about to walk out of the dungeon, they disappeared in an instant.

Bai Yan knocked on the prison door and shouted: "I know the whereabouts of the next Blood Spirit Flower!! It can help the little prince to come back to life and break through the cultivation level!!"

"What?" Meng Hui and Bai Changsheng stopped in their tracks and turned to look at him in shock.

Blood Spirit Flower? !

The Blood Spirit Pearl Flower is the best and most spiritual of the dozens of pearl flowers in the world. If you get it, you can be resurrected, break through the limits of cultivation, and achieve enlightenment.

Bai Yan was trapped in the dungeon on the eighteenth level of hell. He could not go out, nor communicate with the outside world. How did he know the whereabouts of the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower?
Seeing that they really stopped, Bai Yan said again: "Blood Spirit Pearl Flower...it is really Blood Spirit Pearl Flower, you have to believe me."

"You are imprisoned in this hell dungeon every day, how do you know where the blood spirit pearl is?"

Bai Chang and Meng Hui walked back while questioning him, because no matter whether what he said was true or false, the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower was something they could only encounter by chance.

For this tiny hope, they were willing to take some risks. As long as they could get the Blood Spirit Pearl Flower, not to mention letting him walk out of the dungeon to see the young prince, even leaving the dungeon would be a matter of a word from him.

"Don't worry about where I got the information from. Just tell me if I can see the young prince."

Meng Hui and Bai Chang looked at each other, and the answer was in each other's eyes.