Chapter 628

Forgetting the bloody shadow by the river, desolate and desolate, has become the most beautiful scenery in this hell.

Even Mengpo, who never looked up at the ghosts passing by, couldn't help being stunned.

Thousands of years ago, when Ling Jue ran into the Yin Department, he was so cold and uninhibited that there were countless beautiful scenes, but he only saw the fire in his eyes.

Today, his appearance has not changed, but he is no longer the fiery teenager.

Otherwise, the Yin Department is a piece of life.

Ling Jue walked for a long time before she came to Mengpo and asked her, "grandma, have you ever been to Naihe bridge?"

He thought of the record in the book of life and death, and said, "or, her name is Lihuo."

Once upon a time, Lihuo was the most powerful ghost king in the underworld department, supporting millions of soldiers.

That is to say, she is the existence that tramples on the ten halls of hell.

Meng Po shook his head: "the ghost who has passed the Naihe bridge goes to the six paths of reincarnation. The ghost king is a felon of the underworld department and can't reincarnate."

"What on earth did she do?"

"I don't know."

So ling Jue didn't ask any more. He squinted at the river of forgetting Sichuan where the blood was flowing.

I don't know what the hell is like under the thousand feet of yellow spring, where Su Yin was once imprisoned.

What terrible crime did she commit and be imprisoned?

How did you get out?

It seems that the people of the scrotum don't want to mention her, but they don't know what to do with her. What's the secret?

Ling Jue was very confused, but he didn't know what to say.

Meng Po glanced at him and said, "Your Highness, please go back. After all, the secret department is not the place you should stay."

"The hell never sees the sun. Can my mother-in-law get used to it?"

"There's nothing you're not used to, just like your Highness the devil is used to in a place full of anger."

"My mother-in-law is right. Goodbye!"

Ling Jue turned around and left. Mengpo suddenly called him back: "I heard that the ghost king had played favoritism and gave a seven tricks heart to a mortal without authorization."

"... seven tricks and exquisite heart?"

On the Yanhuang continent, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao was the only one who had seven skilful minds.

Is that Sue's lead to him?

But the time is not right?

Ling Jue wanted to ask more questions, but Meng Po obviously didn't want to talk to him any more and began to receive the ghosts of the past.

So he left the river and went straight to the boundary of yin and Yang.

The boundary of yin and Yang is just like the gap between the Yin Department and the human world, which becomes the zone of no matter what, so it's a paradise for ghosts.

The weather is still bad, with rain, strong wind, very haze.

However, a few days later, many ghosts came here, but most of them were low-level spirits, which could not make the climate.

When they saw Ling Jue, they immediately drifted far away, because he was so fierce that when he touched him, he would fly away.

Ling Jue ignores the weakness, calls Li Huo Jue and starts to search for Su Yin's ghost.

Back and forth countless times, nothing.

Those little ghosts asked from a distance: "Your Highness, what are you looking for?"

Ling Jue asked: "have you ever heard of the ghost king from the fire?"

"Never heard of it."

"Who is Lihuo?"

"I've heard it. I've heard it."

A dark ghost floated over. Ling Jue saw it for a long time and found that it was a dwarf Guixiu, just three feet tall.

But his accomplishments should not be low.

Ling Jue asked him, "what's your address?"

"Your Highness is just passing by here, so you don't need to know who I am. But I heard about the Lihuo general a long time ago. "

"Oh, tell me about it."

"Haha, to be honest with your highness, I'm in the arms business. I just need a large number of meteorites recently..."

The dwarf grinned and rubbed his hands, then said: "I heard that the demons are meteorites all over the mountains, and the appearance is very good."

Ling Jue raised his eyebrow and looked down at him: "so, do you want me to exchange news with you?"

"Hey, hey..."

"Well, tell me. If you dare to take advantage of me, you are not good enough for me to stop my teeth."

"Don't dare, don't dare, talk about this ghost king from fire..."

……

The palace, in the imperial study.

After dismissing all the people, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao took out the cold jade bracelet and put it on the long table. A wisp of sword Qi coagulated from his fingertips and pierced his heart again.

Gouged out of the heart blood drops in the cold jade bracelet, soon soaked in.

The blood mist in the bracelet is surging, as if responding to Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao.

"Matchless?"

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao was so excited that he didn't care to bandage the wound, which was overflowing with blood and dyed his clothes red.

He took up the cold jade bracelet in both hands and cried softly, "matchless, can you hear me? If you hear me, can you give me some response? "

However, no, although the cold jade bracelet can devour Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's heart and blood, it has not resonated with him.

More than half a month later, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao used his heart and blood to raise the cold jade bracelet every day, so that he was so haggard that he couldn't do it.

Although he is a monk, he is also flesh and blood. He can't hold on.

Every day, he hopes Su Yin can give some response when he nourishes the cold jade bracelet with his heart and blood, but he is disappointed every time.

My heart, which was excited at first, began to despair now.

He even began to doubt whether there was su Yin's ghost in the cold jade bracelet.

After waiting for a long time, looking at the cold jade bracelet still did not respond, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao some collapse, holding the bracelet a burst of sadness.

"Matchless, I miss you so much, really... When will you come back?"

The physical body of the bedroom hall is supported by Linggu. Although it doesn't change much, it can only last for one month at most.

What to do in a month?

Is it as Su Yin said, caesarean section?

"Matchless, if you are still alive, would you please give me some response? Let me not be so hopeless. "

The blood in the bracelet surged for a while, and then returned to calm. Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's heart sank into the abyss again.

All of a sudden, my mind is blank.

Outside the gate, Zhao Zhen saw all this and went in: "emperor, can I bandage your wound?"

"Zhao Zhen, is matchless really unable to come back?"

"I don't know. If that's the case, the dead will be gone. Does the emperor want to live a good life? You also have your highness and your concubines. "

Zhao Zhen took off Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's tunic, and saw that the old wound was not healed, and the new wound was added to his heart. He could not help but sigh.

Three times a day, who can stand it?

The skin around his wound is purple black. If he goes on like this, I'm afraid he can't hold up his high cultivation.

"Emperor, the way is to" do your best and listen to the fate of heaven ". She can see that you have paid for general su."

"The spirit of heaven?" Wu Zhuangnan Zhao was stunned. He stood up and walked out. "Wushuang will not die. He will not leave me."

"Where are you going, emperor?"

"I'll go back to my bedroom to guard her and her body..."