Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 29 Seven Yin Flowers Part 2
"As the saying goes, the favor of a drop of water is reciprocated by the spring. You won't play tricks and don't want to repay your life-saving grace, right?" Yuan Ji looked at her for a moment, smiling a little unfathomably, his appearance was originally outstanding, Such a smile looks prettier.

Under his penetrating gaze, Yun Chuxi suddenly felt a little guilty, pulled the wet lapel, and bit the bullet: "The little girl has nothing, I'm afraid I can't repay her!"

Yuan Ji nodded, nodded in agreement, and then said, "Since you don't have anything, you can use your body..."

Before he could finish his words, she suddenly widened her eyes, trembling her fingers, and said angrily, "Yuan Ji, you are really perverted? How old am I now, do you have the nerve to ask me to promise you with your body? I Absolutely will not agree!"

Yuan Ji frowned, looking at her like looking at a lunatic, the end of her beautiful eyes slightly raised: "Little girl, you really dare to think about it! Even if you want to make a promise with your body, it depends on whether the deity agrees with you." agree."

Yun Chuxi's face was full of black lines, and his face turned blue and white. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Then what did you say to promise yourself?"

He tilted his head and looked at her amusedly: "When did the deity say that I want you to promise me with my body?"

She stared at him angrily, furiously, "You just, obviously..."

But before she could finish her sentence, she was blocked by Yuan Ji, the smile on his face gradually froze, and there was a depth she couldn't see in his bright eyes, and with a flick of his hand, he handed her a firefly lamp lamp.

She followed his gaze, and the black river surface was completely different from before.

The river water seemed to be boiling, bubbling outward, and the blue-black water surface turned blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye.A sparkling white light rose from the surface of the river, and thousands of transparent figures loomed, holding willow-yellow lanterns in their hands, swaying back and forth on the water.

The river wind stirred, and there were gusts of fishy wind.

Although she was shocked by such a scene, she was not shocked.After all, not long ago, she experienced something more terrifying than this.However, the next moment, she had the urge to bite her tongue, and suddenly a big tree made of human heads protruded from the boiling river.

Yun Chuxi's scalp went numb for a while, and she kept backing up with the fluorescent lamp, but accidentally tripped over a stone, and she screamed and fell on her back.At this moment, a pair of warm hands supported her waist, and a gentle voice sounded: "You little girl, you must be a little less courageous!"

She swallowed, and gave Yuan Ji a dissatisfied look.

What is her timidity is clearly his perversion.It's no wonder that anyone who sees so many bloody heads doesn't scream or get scared!
She stroked her thumping chest, and it took a long time before she dared to look at the big tree made of human heads.But in the blink of an eye, it has grown to a height of more than ten meters, and there is a tendency to continue to grow.Blood dripped down the head hanging in mid-air.

Those floating in the river, hanging from the trees, and moving on the ground are all heads that have lost their bodies.Some of them have their eyes closed, some have their eyes open, some have blurred facial features, and some...

Shocking, unprecedented!
Fear like never before!

"Where is this place? Why are there so many dead people?"

Yun Chuxi's lips and face were deathly pale. She tightly clenched Yuan Ji's sleeves, her palms already soaked in sweat.Compared to her panic, Yuan Ji's attitude can almost be described as leisurely, he stood calmly, with a faint smile still on his face.

"At the beginning of Aoyun Kingdom's founding, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Wangyou City were pitted to death. Their bodies were thrown into Mingtu Mountain, and their blood pooled to form the Black River. Because of their futile deaths, the souls of these people could not go to hell and wandered all year round. Around Mingtu Mountain."

(End of this chapter)