match made in heaven

Chapter 104

Yan Gui and his group rushed all the way, waiting for the entrance of Netherworld, and the shadows of hundreds of people sneaked in silently like ghosts.

There is no wind on the banks of the Wangchuan River, the black waves are deep, and the greenery is close to the bank. Yan Guizhi's white clothes fall here, which is particularly conspicuous, like the bright moon above the deep sky.

A row of guards appeared in front of the bridge, holding long halberds, and shouted: "Who are you?"

Yan Guizhi said softly, "People who lost their way."

The leading general of the ghost tribe sneered: "I lost my way to the bank of the Wangchuan River and died, but you are No. 1 in the world."

Yan Guizhi raised his lips lightly, and said with a smile, "That's not it!"

When the Emperor Spirit Sword came out, the coercion immediately became apparent. The guards of the ghost clan froze, and hundreds of figures came out from all directions, flashing like lightning, aiming at the ghost clan, each with its own target. The ghost clan only had time to let out a last groan.

Yan Guizhi and Jiuhua stepped across the wreckage and walked to the bridge, they stopped in their tracks.

Only one foot ahead, there is a barrier covering the hinterland of the ghost clan. When it is on defense, it is difficult for outsiders to enter. If the barrier is broken, everyone in the ghost clan will be alarmed.

Yan Guizhi's clothes swing automatically without wind, she said loudly: "Everyone, are you ready?"

The murderous aura of the crowd rose sharply, the scales appeared on the face, and the sharp teeth were stretched out in the mouth. They clasped their fists and said: "The emperor gave me a chance to take revenge, and I will not waste it!"

Yan Guizhi took a step forward, the barrier was shattered, and everyone continued to move forward. There was a wilderness ahead, and floating islands could be seen in the distance, large or small, with palaces and strange buildings standing on it.

A laugh sounded in the air, seeming far away.

"The Yaozu really dare to send people to attack the underworld, should they laugh at your naivety, or praise you for your bravery?"

Hundreds or even thousands of black mist shot towards this side in the distance, the wind suddenly picked up, and the mist suddenly appeared. When the black mist dissipated, Qi Huang, one of the eight generals of the underworld, led nearly a thousand ghost soldiers to block the way.

Qi Huang held the reins of the two-headed horse in one hand and the halberd in the other. He said with a smile, "Sneak attack should have the appearance of a sneak attack. It is reckless to break in so blatantly."

Qi Huang turned his gaze, saw Yan Guizhi, and asked in doubt, "Huh?"

Surprised and puzzled in his heart, Yan Guizhi was obviously seriously injured by a divine weapon, so why was he acting like an ordinary person, and came to the underworld with everyone from the demon world.

Thoughts were illogical in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, he only secretly sent a soldier back to inform Yin Ziyang.

Qihuang looked at Jiuhua again, got off his horse, bowed to Jiuhua, and said: "Since Your Highness has escaped from this wrong place, why come back again, Your Highness should know that His temper is not suitable for being in the center of power. "

Jiuhua drew his long sword and said: "The underworld has gone astray. As a member of the ghost clan, my highness has an inescapable responsibility to guide everyone back to the right path."

Qi Huang pondered to himself, he saw this Highness again, but it was different from the last time, what was the difference, Qi Huang thought for a while, and just now remembered that Jiu Hua's eyes were determined and hot like never before.

The four generals of Qizi are veterans in the underworld. Watching Jiuhua grow up, when Yin Ziyang did not appear, Yin Zijing was the next monarch they believed to be the next monarch. Even when Yin Ziyang appeared, their hearts were still biased towards Yin Zijing.

It's a pity that Yin Zijing's mind is not above the throne, even if they have the heart to support, they can only surrender to Yin Ziyang helplessly.

Jiuhua pointed at Qihuang and said: "If the general insists on blocking, we can only be enemies."

The two sides were in a stalemate when they suddenly heard a deep and melodious voice in the air, saying: "The Yin soldiers are in power, and all things bow their heads!"

In the land behind the ghost clan, spiritual power exploded, thousands of black shadows burst out of the ground, black smoke lingered, and Yin Qi was strong.

The swords and halberds were cold, and the war horses neighed. It was actually Yin Ziyang who was using the souls of soldiers from the human world to convert them into dark soldiers.

Yan Guizhi looked over and saw that the number was tens of thousands, he smiled from the bottom of his heart, only [-] were left for a million people, if someone else came, it would indeed be a sheep.

With a movement of Yan Guizhi's body, the Emperor Spirit Sword came out, and there was the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon chant.

When Yan Guizhi made his move, the mermaid tribe also left, and rushed into the ghost tribe, their eyes were red and they didn't defend themselves

, just kill, like a hungry wolf into a flock.

Jiuhua doesn't love to fight, but follows Yan Guizhi closely, and the head of the Yuren clan also follows him. Qihuang escapes from the battle circle and comes to fight Yan Guizhi with a halberd, but is stopped by the head of the Yuren clan.

Emperor Yan Guizhi's spiritual sword slashed down, the spiritual power was blatant, like a mammoth ax opening the sky, the earth split open, and nearly a thousand Yin soldiers were turned into dust.

The majestic momentum made many ghosts stand on the spot, Yan Guizhi opened a way, and moved forward with Jiuhua.

The two figures flew like clouds and lightning, advancing among the dark soldiers as if entering a no-man's land, leaving only a light and shadow behind.When the two of them stepped on the winding and floating path, the magma flames flowing under the floating island became even brighter.

Yan Guizhi was not in a hurry, and walked leisurely, like a stroll in a garden. "Jiuhua, although he is your elder brother, I have a personal grievance with him. This time, I will do it myself and will not show mercy."

Jiuhua said: "I understand, he deserves to be blamed."

The two stepped into the main hall, where the pillars were lined up, the curtains fluttered, and it was quiet and mysterious.

Yan Guizhi had already put away the Emperor Spirit Sword, restrained her own cultivation, she and Jiuhua walked up to the 99 steps, a white light flashed on the steps, revealing that the two were Zhong Nan and Zhong Bei.

The generals of the underworld are guarded by Zhongbei and Qihuang. Zhongnan stayed in the underworld to heal his injuries because of his unhealed injury and the use of a heart nail that damaged his arm.

Yan Guizhi smiled and said: "Your Majesty the Ghost King left these few people to guard the underworld, you are really proud."

Yin Ziyang got up from the throne, looked down at Yan Guizhi, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his long and narrow eyes were staring at her fiercely. The shame of breaking his arm was still in front of him. He tortured her day and night with heart nails. Human life is big.

Yin Ziyang looked up to the sky and smiled, "I have calculated thousands of times, but I never calculated that you would be the one who attacked the underworld."

Yin Ziyang bowed with his long sleeve on his left arm, and shouted coldly: "It's just in time! This king wants to avenge the broken arm himself!"

Zhong Bei said: "Your Majesty, Yan Guizhi has a nail in his body and was injured by the judge's eye. He must be dying soon. Why is he safe and sound now?"

Yan Guizhi walked forward slowly, step by step, smiled at Yin Ziyang and said, "Why don't we make a bet."

Zhong Bei and Zhong Nan drew their swords to guard, when a gust of wind blew, Yan Guizhi had jumped over the two of them, and he showed his back to them without any scruples, when Zhong Bei and Zhong Nan were about to turn around and stab Yan Gui with their swords, Jiuhua moved, his body was like a phantom, and he attacked the two of them.

Yan Guizhi still walked very slowly, step by step, she said: "Let's gamble."

"Just bet, you die or I live."

Yan Guizhi stood still three steps away from the top, her voice was suddenly cold, and said: "No, it should be a bet on how long you can live in my hands."

Yin Ziyang's smile froze, and a stern look appeared on his soft face, he said: "Even if you take out the heart nail, how can you fight me? You lost a hundred years ago, and the battle of reincarnation platform has Su Fengyin's assistance is half disabled, and now he still dares to speak out."

In an instant, the Emperor Spirit Sword stabbed out, and Yan Guizhi said, "I bet you will be hacked into pieces within a hundred moves!"

The spiritual power surged, and the air flow swayed out.

On the roof of Pluto's main hall, two beams of golden light burst out from the tiles, and shot straight into the dark sky.

……

Shunyou gathers soldiers by the side of Youyan, the ghosts help each other, millions of soldiers, the earth is stained with deep and dark colors, the sky is dark with dark clouds, thunder bursts, and immortal soldiers and generals are also gathering.

On the bank of Youyan, there is a constant gust of wind. In the gloom, the sky and the earth are extremely bright, as if the white curtains and the snow are shining.

Sang Rao stood on the high ground, looking at the direction of the half-demon soldiers. The wind blew her robes and long hair like ink, her brows were never loosened, and her eyes were sharp and cold.

Yan Duruo stood at the foot of the slope with a plate of pastries and two small altars of wine in one hand, and shouted at her, "Sang Rao!"

Sang Rao looked back at her, seeing her bright and heroic smile, the light in Sang Rao's eyes softened, but also tinged with sadness.

Yan Duruo shook the two altars of wine at Sang Rao, and said with a smile: "Zhuang Xingjiu, no matter whether you are going to live or die, whether you are triumphant, or you are on the road to death, you must not go on an empty stomach."

Sang Rao went down, and went back to the tent of the Chinese army with Yan Du Ruo, Yan Du Ruo put the pastries on the table, opened the wine, and handed Sang Rao a bottle.

Sang Rao took it, looked at the pastries on the table and raised her eyebrows, and said, "There are still pastries?"

Yan Duruo supported the edge of the table with one hand, the wine was already on her lips, when she saw Sang Rao talking, she smiled and said, "Try it."

Sang Rao picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls, and swallowed it.

Yan Duruo put the wine jar on the table, supported the table with both hands, wishing to lean forward to Sang Rao, she said: "How?"

"Also..." Sang Rao suddenly saw Yan Duruo looking straight at her, his eyes sparkling, Sang Rao looked a little strange, and asked, "Yan Duruo, you made this pastry."

Yan Duruo stood up straight, folded his arms, smiled without saying a word, with an appearance of thinking he was very powerful.

Sang Rao looked at the cakes on the plate, then at Yan Duruo, shook her head, clicked her tongue, and said with a smile, "You really don't look like a dog."

Yan Duruo smiled and said, "My Highness is naturally more talented than you."

Sang Rao took a sip of the wine, there was still a slight smile on her face, but she didn't speak.

The two were silent for a while, which has been the normal state of the two for many days.

Although Sang Rao wanted to stay away from this person earlier, but this person did not do anything out of line, she always avoided her, on the contrary it seemed that she was guilty, so she treated her as usual.

Often bickering, often tense, often fighting, and when tired, they stay together quietly.

Sang Rao chuckled in her heart, and picked up another piece of pastry. She looked at the pastry deeply, and sighed again from the bottom of her heart.

She suddenly said: "Yan Duruo."

Yan Duruo put down the wine jar, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, and said with a smile, "What? Do you want to praise your highness's exquisite cooking skills?"

Sang Rao's face was serious, she said: "That wolf tooth..."

Yan Duruo's smile froze, his face turned cold, without saying a word, he went to the chair and sat down, hugging his hands, and said coldly: "I said, you don't want it, just throw it away!"

After that, he was annoyed in his heart, and turned his face away.

Sang Rao saw that she was a woman, sitting majestically like a big man, her face was reddish, her mouth was pursed into a straight line, but she was angry, like a child when she was angry.

Sang Rao said: "My scales..."

Yan Duruo said: "I forgot to bring it!"

Yan Duruo answered in a hurry, but it seemed that there was no silver 300 taels here, and she felt like she was hiding something when she was behind. Seeing Sang Rao's hesitant eyes, she stood up and shouted, "I really forgot to bring the money." If you don't believe me, search me."

Sang Rao sighed, and Yan Duruo felt pain in her heart, more helpless, she took out the silver snake hairpin from her bosom, and handed it to Sang Rao, her tone was weak, and she said: "I really forgot I have brought this silver snake hairpin with me. Return it to you. After the battle with the half-demon, if I am still alive, I will return the scales to you. In the red box in the bedside cabinet."

Sang Rao took the silver snake hairpin, Yan Duruo's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say anything else, not wanting Sang Rao to lean over and insert the silver snake hairpin into her hair.

Sang Rao said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Yan Duruo looked at her, his eyes wide open in a daze.

Sang Rao said: "That reverse scale, you can keep it if you want."

Yan Duruo called out: "Sang Rao?"

Yan Duruo didn't quite understand what she meant, and was annoyed by her delay, so Ni Lin didn't want it anymore?

Yan Duruo was thinking, when suddenly a subordinate came down to report.

"Patriarch Sang, Second Highness, the demon world reinforcements are here!"

When the demon army arrived, the two of them naturally went to greet them.

Yan Duruo was still in place.Sang Rao had already walked to the edge of the tent, suddenly stopped and called out, "Yan Duruo."

Yan Duruo replied subconsciously: "Huh?"

"If this is a big war, parents and mothers will never end.

If revenge can be avenged and I can survive, I will promise you. "

After speaking, Sang Rao lifted the curtain and went out.

Yan Duruo said in a daze, "Promise me?"

Yan Duruo's mind suddenly exploded, and he said, "Promise me what?"

"Hey! Sang Rao, what did you promise me? Don't say anything halfway!"

"Hey! Lazy snake!"

The author has something to say: I feel sorry for my second sister every day