Deadly appointment: I was dug out by Ma Xiaoling

Chapter 242

Inside the inn.

Meng Po got up to greet her, she was wearing a dress, beautiful and noble, like a noble lady.

In his thirties, he still looks charming.

In fact, she is two or three thousand years old!

Meng Po looked like a young woman, and came to Han Feng to salute respectfully.

"Meet your lord!"

"I don't know what Lord Yan Jun is coming, what are you doing?"

She knew that Han Feng was the Yang Shi Yan Jun canonized by Hades King Ah Cha!

The status is equivalent to that of Hades!

In terms of official position, Meng Po is one level lower than Hades, so Han Feng is her boss.

Moreover, Han Feng's strength is enough to be called an 'adult'.

"No need to be polite~~"

Han Feng said lightly, turning his head to look at the girl Sanqi.

"Wow, big brother!" Sanqi said in surprise, rushing towards Han Feng, fifteen or sixteen years old, innocent and simple.

She threw herself directly into Han Feng's arms, sniffed her nose, and seemed to like the smell of Han Feng's body.

"Sanqi, don't be rude!"

Meng Po scolded, her heart beating wildly, and there was a sense of suffocating tension.

My little ancestor...

This is a killing god, why do you even dare to hug him?

If it was before, Meng Po was not so nervous, after all, she was the lord of Huangquan and had a high status, even the king of Hades would not necessarily be afraid.

But now it's different, Han Feng is terrible!

The form of gods and demons left an indelible impression on her.

Just now.

Hades erupted, and Meng Po knew what was happening.

How can a ruthless person who can even be suppressed by Ah Cha be touched casually?

"My lord, the little girl is young and ignorant, please don't blame it!"

Meng Po was so frightened that she fell to her knees, panicked.

If Han Feng is angry...

You can level the Yellow Spring!

This is an existence that is even more terrifying than Acha!

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

Sanqi blinked and said, "Why are you kneeling? Big brother won't be angry." "

"Sanqi, hurry up and kneel down!" Meng Po said coldly, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The underworld is orderly, and the strong are respected!

The majesty of the strong cannot be blasphemed, just like the tea.

Ah Cha looks gentle, but who dares to joke?

Accompany you like a tiger, be gentle with you one second, and behead you in the next second!

"It's okay, don't be too nervous. "

Han Feng couldn't cry or laugh, and waved his hand lightly, emitting a faint silver light enveloping Meng Po's body.

Meng Po was shocked, and felt an inexplicable force dragging herself to her feet.

She was surprised, "This is the power of Hades?"

Meng Po's eyes were meaningful, and she glanced at Han Feng, looking like she understood.

Han Feng, is the husband of the Hades?

Otherwise, why is there the power of Hades?

“......"

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, knowing that Meng Po had misunderstood, but he didn't bother to explain.

"Big brother, can you play with me?" Sanqi likes to stick to Han Feng very much, because she is sensitive to breath and likes the taste of Han Feng.

Han Feng incarnated into the form of a god and demon, and even Meng Po didn't notice it, but Sanqi could smell it with his nose!

"Okay~~ I'll play with you!"

Han Feng smiled and scratched Sanqi's nose with his fingers.

"That's not good..."

Meng Po wanted to stop it, but she was so happy to see her daughter, and Han Feng was also approachable, so she didn't say the rest of the words.

But she was still terrified, what if Han Feng was like Ah Cha and moody?

Next.

Han Feng played in Meng Pozhuang for half a day.

He likes Sanqi very much, the little girl is innocent and simple, not polluted, giving people a sense of purity of heart.

A few hours later.

Han Feng left Huangquan.

Meng Po and Sanqi went out to send them off.

"Big brother, next time I come to play, I have no friends in Huangquan~" Sanqi said, blinking his eyes wide, reluctant.

Han Feng looked at her and waved goodbye as well.

"Ahh

At this moment, Sanqi suddenly covered his head.

Seeing this, Meng Po directly stretched out her hand to knock Sanqi unconscious.

"Meng Po, what's the situation?" Han Yileng and Sanqi seemed to be in pain, almost revealing his true body.

Moreover, there is a vague strange power!

Cursed power!

Han Feng is familiar because he also has the power of curses.

Someone is casting a curse on Sanqi!

"Meng Po, has she lost a soul?"

Han Feng checked his body and asked.

Meng Po was stunned: "My lord, do you see it?"

Even if she tried her best to hide it, Han Feng could still see it.

Sanqi's appearance usually looks fair-skinned and beautiful. But after getting along for a long time, you will find that the skin is dull and yellow, as if it is withered!

People have three souls and seven spirits, and Meng Po's has the same!

Meng Po's clan is the demon of Huangquan, born in Huangquan and died in Huangquan, and is the overlord of Huangquan!

They have been women for generations, in human form, beautiful and beautiful.

For example, Meng Po, who is now more than 2,000 years old, still has charm and brilliance.

Meng Po's own human form is like this, and she is naturally beautiful!

If the three souls and seven spirits are complete, the three spirits should be more beautiful than they are now!

Now Sanqi... A bit of dementia!

It is simple to say that it sounds good, and it is stupid to say it badly.

"My lord, Sanqi has lacked a spirit since birth. "

Meng Po explained: "In the past, I was framed by a traitor and lost the soul of Sanqi, which led to her current appearance. "

"Over the years, I've been trying to figure out a way, but it's hard to make it up!"

"That person, he used evil magic to seal the soul of Sanqi and threatened me to hand over the Yin Scroll..."

Meng Po is in charge of Huangquan and has two volumes of yin and yang in his hands.

Among them, the yin scroll records life and death!

If you tick off the name, it is equivalent to eternal life', and you will not die!

A thousand years ago, Meng Po was almost taken away by calculation, and only half of her name was ticked off, leaving the other half.

For thousands of years, the man had been threatening Meng Po to remove the remaining words.

However, Meng Po is upright by nature and never compromises!

After listening to the cause and effect, Han Feng's face was gloomy.

"So he's demonstrating, activating the curse technique, making Sanqi's life worse than death, and then forcing you to compromise!"

"What?" Meng Po was shocked: "This is a curse technique?"

"Soul curse, that humanity is unfathomable, otherwise it will not be able to pass through the yin and yang barrier and act on Sanqi. "

Han Feng has the power of the curse in his body and understands the strangeness of this ability.

Usually, it's a bit like a 'witchcraft doll'.

Cast spells through a hair, rag doll, or something like that, or prick a villain... and other means.

But these are too low-level!

Be more advanced and cast a curse with blood!

This vicious curse is enough to exterminate the race, but anyone who is related by blood will be implicated.

The higher level is the soul curse!

For example, the soul of Sanqi, even if one is in the yang world and the other is in the underworld, it will also be affected.

Of course, the premise is that the caster is strong!

"It must be him, it must be that man!" Meng Po gritted her teeth, with hatred in her eyes, she immediately knelt down towards Han Feng.

"Lord Yanjun, please save Sanqi~~"

Meng Po kowtowed and pleaded, with tears in her eyes.

"Ah Cha can't meddle in the affairs of the yang world, I have also looked for the ghost emperor before, and they can't go to the yang world..."

"As for me, I must Yongzhen Huangquan!"

Meng Po said: "Only you can help me..."

Han Feng frowned slightly, this matter is about Sanqi, and he also likes this little girl very much.

And.

This is very similar to the plot of "Soul Ferry"!

It's not the same, but it's similar.

"Is that person's name Chen Shi?" asked Han Feng.

"That's right, Lord Yan Jun, do you know him?" Meng Po looked surprised, she didn't expect Han Feng to be able to say the name of the enemy.

"I don't know..."

Han Feng shook his head.

Meng Po is speechless, how can you say your name if you don't know you?

"Tell me more about Chen Shi's situation. "

Hearing this, Meng Po's face turned happy, "Chen Shi is a sword immortal who has lived for two thousand years, and his cultivation is unfathomable. "

"He has a sect called the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he is the Supreme Ancestor of the sect!"

"More than a thousand years ago, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and Shushan were equally famous, and they were famous all over the world for their swordsmanship. Now it has become a hidden sect. "

"They live in a secret realm, and they usually don't walk in the world, so the modern Great Dao system is respected by Maoshan Mountain and Longhu Mountain..."

Han Feng listened quietly, secretly shocked in his heart.

Sword Immortal Chen Shi?

Hidden Sect?

It seems that the world is far from as simple as it seems.

South Mao and North Ma, Maoshan Mountain, and Longhu Mountain are not as simple as they seem!

The world that Han Feng understands is just the tip of the iceberg, and gradually reveals the true face of the Three Realms!

"Interesting, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is not far from the Microwave Sect?" Han Feng smiled: "It seems that you can go for a trip by the way!"

There was a cold glint in his eyes.

The sword immortal is just an immortal, at most an immortal, will it be stronger than the zombie king?

"My lord, did you agree?" Meng Po looked surprised.

"Get up~~"

Han Feng said lightly.

"Sanqi's affairs are entrusted to me, but I can't help in vain, I need a little payment. "

He grabbed it with his fingers (Zhao Nuohao) and grabbed it in the air.

The Bloodthirsty Method!

Meng Po's delicate body trembled, and blood gas floated from her body.

All of these blood qi were swallowed by Han Feng.

He lost a drop of essence blood, although he sucked half of Ah Cha's blood, but the zombie king's drop of essence blood was too precious and had not been replenished.

Now that she has devoured Meng Po's blood, her state has gradually recovered.

Meng Po is also getting weaker and weaker...

She didn't resist and let Han Feng devour her blood.

After a few moments, Meng Po lost most of her blood.

Han Feng retracted his hand contentedly, and his state returned to the peak.

"My lord, do you still need it?" Meng Po gritted her teeth and said, "Even if you suck me to death, I have no complaints!"

"As long as you can save Sanqi..."

Before she could finish her words, Han Feng had already disappeared from the spot.

......

The underworld.

Eighteen layers of hell.

Below the eighteenth floor, there is one more layer.

No one ever knew that there was a nineteenth layer of hell!

Swish!

In the darkness, it was as if two lanterns were lit up, and the essence of light flickered.

That's a pair of eyes!

Golden eyes!

"The Zombie King... Heterogeneous...... Play"

An indifferent voice sounded, and then the nineteenth floor resounded with the sound of Buddha, passing through the ground and spreading throughout the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Ahhh

"Don't..."

The ghosts of the eighteen layers of hell all covered their heads and wailed in pain. _

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