Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 882 Past and Present ([-])

Past and Present ([-])

"Okay." Yun Miao nodded, "You must be careful after you go in, if you find something wrong, turn back immediately. Even if you can't complete this task, I will ask Grandpa Chen to let you enter the dark room."

Long Qingyue nodded, "Don't worry." After a pause, she asked, "Where exactly is that powerful demon you mentioned?"

"I don't know." Yun Miao shook her head helplessly, "I just heard from Grandpa Chen that there seems to be a powerful demon trapped in a black palace on the No. 11th floor of hell. The Wa God Stone is in his hands."

"Well, then I'll go in." Just as Long Qingyue was about to go in, Yun Miao grabbed her hand, "I'll go in with you."

Long Qingyue shook her head, "No! You must listen to me this time, stay here and wait for me." Seeing Yun Miao frown in displeasure, she continued: "In case something happens to me, you can still ask your Grandpa Chen for help. , if both of us are trapped inside, who will rescue us then?"

Yun Miao frowned and thought for a while, she seemed to think it made sense, so she nodded.

With the help of the Nuwa stone, Long Qingyue passed through the loophole, and suddenly the sound of rumbling water came from the Wangchuan River in front of her, and the screams of the painful wraith floating on it before.

The nine yin qi in the body circulated, permeating the whole body, immediately covering up the aura on the body, and becoming gloomy and cold.

The aura of Nine Yin Qi is somewhat similar to that of demons and fierce spirits, so it can make the best cover for her in the underworld.

Looking back, he found that Yun Miao's person could no longer be seen.

And Yun Miao outside couldn't see Long Qingyue's figure, as if he disappeared from his eyes all of a sudden, only the Wangchuan River was still flowing in front of the barrier.

Holding the fiery red bird in her arms, Long Qingyue walked towards the upper stream step by step. After walking for some time, she finally saw a stone bridge in front of her.

When I came to the stone bridge, there was only a stone tablet standing in front of it, with the three characters of Naihe bridge engraved on it.

The corner of Long Qingyue's mouth twitched suddenly. She has been a human being for two lifetimes. She never thought that one day she would walk across the Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge.

This scene is really a bit weird.

After settling his mind, his spiritual energy spread out, he paid attention to everything around him, and soon crossed the bridge of Naihe.

Looking up, I saw red Bana flowers blooming in front of me, in full swing. From a distance, it seemed like I was in a sea of ​​red flowers.

The faint fragrance diffused in this cold and dark world, which seemed to add a little vitality to this cold world.

The red petals are beautiful and enchanting, but with a sad breath.

The other shore flower blooms for 1000 years and falls for 1000 years. The flowers and leaves are intertwined, and they will never meet each other.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but what can I do in front of the bridge?

It is rumored that those who go to the kingdom of death step on this beautiful flower to lead to the nether prison, which is the only scenery on the road to Huangquan.

A hint of surprise and curiosity flashed in Long Qingyue's eyes, after all, it was her first time to come to this kind of place, and it was actually similar to what was described in the novel.

It's just that the underworld here is not the underworld shown on TV. There is no Hades or judges here, and there are only endless demons and fierce spirits.

I heard from Yun Miao that there are also [-] levels of hell here, and the strength of the demons and spirits in each level of hell has a huge difference. The lower you go, the stronger the strength of the demons and spirits.

Those who rule this world are these evil spirits.

The faint fragrance of flowers lingered around the tip of her nose, Long Qingyue couldn't help but bent down to sniff the charming fragrance of flowers, suddenly there seemed to be sporadic fragments flashing in her mind.

(End of this chapter)