Painted Skin: Girl Monster Hunter

With his peach-like eyes swollen, the little ghost said with a choked voice, "Lord Hades, it's not that I'm fueling that monster's arrogance, it's just... I think even if it's as powerful as black and white, I can't beat him. That monster... is too powerful... I am not as good as the little ghosts in his hands, as long as he wants to, he can squeeze us to death... I am afraid that even if the two masters of black and white are gone, they will only be beaten."

Yan Wang was startled and said: "There is such a thing! Did that evildoer ever report his name?"

The little ghost almost nodded: "That evildoer said his name is Suyi, the painted skin ghost..."

King Yan's scalp exploded when he heard the name, and he thought that he had bumped into the notorious Shou Yao Painted Skin Ghost that no one dared to mess with.It is heard that the barefoot immortal and others have captured him for thousands of years without success, he avoids fighting and his ability to escape and hide is extremely extraordinary.

In less than 2000 years, this Painted Skin Ghost is going to become a demon. It can be said that it is the most critical time. If he doesn't hide himself to cultivate, how could he fight against the underworld for a banshee?Isn't he afraid that the underworld and the heavens will make trouble for him?

Or was that banshee so important to him that he was willing to take risks for it?

Yan Wang raised his hand and said: "Forget it, you go down first. Don't cry, no matter what, it's just a ghost messenger, what does it look like to be so tearful."

He explained the affairs of the underworld to several judges under him, then returned to his own room, changed into a set of official uniforms that could stand on the table, and went to the heaven in a hurry.

He has the official seal of Hades, and the heavenly soldiers of Tianmen will not stop him.Respectfully welcomed him in.

Hades has been in the underworld all year round, and he is not familiar with the situation in the heavenly court, so he turned around after walking a few steps.He has no airs, never takes any entourage with him when he goes out, and is alone with his sleeves flicked.Now I'm lost, and there's no one around me to talk to.

He was really at a loss, so he stopped the two little fairies on the road and asked: "You two, how can I get to the residence of the barefoot fairy."

Seeing Yan Wang's serious appearance, the two little fairies couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing lightly.

Those who come and go in the heaven above the nine heavens are all noble immortals.It can't be said that these immortal monarchs all have the appearance of Pan An, but they are always immortal, handsome and elegant.The old-looking ones have white hair and childlike looks, while the young-looking ones are majestic, and the clothes are also light-colored, and they are well-dressed—the brows are nine-point clean, very delicate.When have they ever seen a person with such a dark face, if they don't look carefully, they can't see the expression clearly at all.His face is so alive, it looks like he was slapped by the bottom of an old pot...

Yan Wang said alas, and said, "You two, stop laughing. I have something urgent to do, so I can't joke about it. Tell me quickly."

Only then did Xiaoxian'e raise her hand and pointed and said: "After crossing the wooden bridge in front, and walking a few steps forward, you will see the house of the Barefoot Immortal. His house is easy to find. You follow along The scent of the wine is gone."

Yan Wang said "thank you" in a polite manner, and then walked towards the house with his big feet.

Walking to the door of a house, Yan Wang smelled a strong aroma of alcohol, and then he saw a huge jade carving jug standing at the door, so he knew he had arrived.

The door at the entrance of the house was ajar, Hades swung the knocker, but no one came to answer the door, so he pushed the door open and stepped into the house.

"The Barefoot Immortal! The Barefoot Immortal!" Lord Yan was also very anxious, and opened his mouth to call out his name.