Magic Change the Marvel Cinematic Universe

It has also become tidy at this moment, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly placed there on the red tablecloth.

Even the gavels, tokens and cups containing them that are necessary in the courtroom, as seen on TV before, also appeared on the table.

And there were two more people in the place that was empty just now, one of them was sitting behind the table in a black gold-patterned python robe, his dark complexion combined with his calm and majestic face made people feel uncomfortable even at a glance. I can't help but reflect on the sins of my life.

With this outfit, Xiao Yuebai didn't need anyone to tell him, Xiao Yuebai could recognize his identity immediately, but he didn't know which one of the ten kings of hell was this?

Beside Hades, a man dressed in red with a black sand crown on his head is very ugly, holding a book in one hand and a pen in the other.

At this moment, he was lowering his head, staring at the book intently, while talking about what he saw to Hades next to him.

Soon after this person finished speaking, Hades next to him looked at the person kneeling in the lobby without thinking, and then opened his mouth to announce something. After he finished speaking, he picked up the gavel and slapped it hard. Get off the table.

At this time, the black and white impermanence that had been on both sides of the kneeling person moved, and they inserted the mourning stick from the man's ribs, easily lifted the ghost, handed it to the bull-headed horse face behind, and waited for the next one. The ghost of custody came over and made him kneel again.

After repeating this several times, except for the people kneeling in the lobby changing, everyone else is repeating the above process over and over again.

They are like machines, going round and round, repeating the process of being escorted up, judged, and escorted away.

Until Xiao Yuebai watched it for the seventh time, a voice suddenly sounded from beside him: "How is it? Is the process after death boring?"

As soon as the words fell, a woman in a goose-yellow palace dress suddenly appeared beside Xiao Yuebai.

Surprised, he turned his head and looked at the woman beside him, giving Xiao Yuebai the feeling that her appearance is not amazing. If this woman is allowed to walk into the crowd wearing the clothes of modern people on earth, he will probably lose his attention soon .

But at this time, this place can appear beside him, which indicates that this woman is absolutely unusual.

So after Xiao Yuebai thought for a while, he said with a smile: "Indeed, this process is really boring."

Chapter five hundred and ninetieth peace

In those ancient myths and legends that do not know the truth or falsehood, there are actually very few women who can leave their names.

So when this woman appeared in his consciousness, Xiao Yuebai soon guessed the identity of this woman.

And the woman did not express boredom and mind to the fantasies in front of Xiao Yuebai, she still maintained that graceful and elegant posture, turned her head to look at Xiao Yuebai and said:

"Do you want to look elsewhere?"

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yuebai shook his head and said: "It's better not to use it, I'm quite familiar with you here, such as the [-]th floor of hell, Naihe Bridge, and Wangxiang Terrace, right?"

"That's right, Empress Pingxin, or Empress Houtu!"

"Well, you know quite a lot! But the name Houtu is fine, it's just my nickname."

When Xiao Yuebai called out her name, although Pingxin's eyes showed a little surprise, her expression was still very calm, obviously she didn't think it was strange that Xiao Yuebai knew about her.

I saw Pingxin waved her hand casually, and all the people including Hades, judges, black and white impermanence disappeared, and she also walked slowly to the main seat, and after sitting down, she looked at Xiao Yue with a sly face Bai said:

"Then do you know what the real function of the underworld is?"

Shrugging his shoulders, the corner of Xiao Yuebai's mouth turned up helplessly, then he came to the table and said to Ping Xin who was sitting there:

"I don't know about your Pangu civilization, but I have refreshed a lot of knowledge along the way."

"So I think the underworld of your Pangu civilization should be very different from the underworld in charge of the cycle of life and death that I imagined."

Hearing this, Pingxin waved again, and a chair suddenly appeared beside her. After receiving her signal, Xiao Yuebai asked curiously after Xiao Yuebai sat down.

"Then would you mind telling me? In the stories you know, what is the underworld like? What are their functions?"

Faced with Pingxin's question, Xiao Yuebai didn't even think about it, and told the Pingxin empress in front of him one by one what he knew about the prehistoric story, how the six reincarnations were established in Houtu, and the various functions of the underworld.

Xiao Yuebai talked for nearly half an hour, from the creation of the world by Pangu, to the reincarnation of the human soul into the six realms of reincarnation, and the process was over.

After the man's voice fell, Pingxin nodded calmly, and then said quietly: "I never thought that in the stories of later generations, our underworld is actually such an existence."

Lifting one leg and pressing it on the other, putting his hands together on his thighs, Xiao Yuebai, who crossed his legs, looked at Pingxin in front of him and said:

"Yes, as I said before, after coming here, I found that many things are different from what I know, so will you tell me the true face of the underworld?"

Hearing Xiao Yuebai's words, Pingxin straightened her upper body subconsciously, and then leaned gently on the back of the chair behind her, with a little temptation in her tone:

"If you don't think it's necessary, I can take you straight to the point!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yuebai rolled his eyes twice quickly, and then said with a wry smile: "It doesn't seem good if you don't listen, after all, you really plan to let me inherit something, if I don't know anything about you, I don't seem to be very good at it." Makes sense."

"Let's listen to it. I'll gain some insight. When I face those three women in the future, I'll have the capital to brag about."

After Boss Xiao finished speaking, I saw Ping Xin raised her fluttering sleeves and covered them in the front. After a few laughs, Ping Xin gave him a blank look and said:

"You are honest. You don't have a clue in your heart. You dare to say anything directly. But this is similar to my former clansmen. They all say what they have."

Same race?Grasping the point of the words, Xiao Yuebai immediately put his legs down, and then asked Pingxin curiously: "Ms. Pingxin, are you talking about the same clan, are you talking about Wuxiu?"

After the question was uttered, Pingxin was obviously taken aback for a moment, then the expression on his face suddenly changed again, he looked at Xiao Yuebai with a smile and said:

"It seems that someone from your companion has obtained the inheritance of the demon cultivator?"

Xiao Yuebai didn't speak but nodded to admit Pingxin's question. After seeing this, the always elegant woman seemed to think of something, sighed faintly, and said:

"Forget it, tens of billions of years have passed, and our stories have changed, so what's the use of thinking about it!"

As the words fell, Ping Xin's eyes were obviously full of relief, and the story about Wuxiu and the underworld was narrated by her in the relief in her eyes.

The birth of the witch cultivator was very similar to the birth of the demon cultivator. To be precise, the purpose of the two cultivation methods is the same. They want to find a "tool" that is more suitable for hunting beasts.

The two of them were born with the same purpose and two methods. The demon cultivator believes that only the beast can deal with the beast, so those people control the genes in their bodies to move closer to the beast.