"Are you talking about that handsome and rebellious young man? It was our Highness Yama who took him away!"
The white ghost envoy stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, "It's his honor to be taken away!"
"Because our great Hades, His Royal Highness, has taken a fancy to him."
Han Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fierce intent permeated his whole body: "What did you say... what?!"
The black ghost envoy sneered, "Why are you making such a fuss? It's a great honor for him to be spotted by our Hades. What's more, what's the use of being anxious? Hades has already taken him away for half an hour."
"What should be done, I'm afraid it has already been done, hahaha..."
"I'll kill you!!" Han Ye flickered, obviously without a sword in his hand, but he slashed down in the air.
But the face of the black and white ghost changed drastically, and he backed away screaming.
Both of them have innate cultivation bases, and the exercises they practice are of the same origin.
Cooperating with each other, it can exert four times and five times the power.
Ordinary people, even those who are inherently high-ranking, can only kneel obediently in front of them.
The two thought that dealing with a cold night was just a matter of hand.
Unexpectedly, after a few fights.
They felt the great fear that their lives were threatened.
In a quarter of an hour.
Han Ye clasped the black ghost messenger's neck with one hand, and pressed the long sword in the other hand against the white ghost messenger's heart.
His eyes were as cold as hell Shura.
It was completely different from his usual hippie smile.
"Tell me, where is Yingmei? How did you attack him? With his ability, how can you bullshit Hades restrain him?!"
At this time, the cold night has gradually calmed down.
Even if the king of Hades in the ghost market must have a very high level of cultivation, who is Yingmei
He is an immortal from the continent of cultivation, and he is a leader that people look up to in the extreme realm.
How could it be possible to be restrained by a mere Yan Wang from Yanwu Continent
"Our King of Hades is omnipotent!" The black ghost envoy shouted loudly, "As long as it is what our King of Hades wants, we have never been unable to get it."
"That's right, in the Yanwu Continent, our Wangjiang City Yan Wang Xuanji's reputation is even greater than that of the Ghost Emperor!"
Han Ye's movements suddenly stopped, and a shocked expression appeared on his face: "Xuanji?!"
"That's right, it's our great Hades Xuanji!"
"That Shadow Phantom fell into the hands of our King of Hades, and it is absolutely impossible to get out! Hahaha, but, how could it not be his good fortune? Maybe he has fallen in love with our King of Hades right now..."
The veins in Han Ye's hand holding the sword bulged.
Xuan Ji? Wangjiang City Hades is actually Xuan Ji
Is it the Xuanji he knows
If it was Xuanji, the little shadow fell on his hand...
Han Ye's hands began to tremble slightly, and the fear and eagerness in his eyes almost overflowed.
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When Yingmei woke up, she felt that she had no strength at all.
She wanted to run the spiritual power in her body, but it seemed as if all the spiritual power had been emptied.
She frowned, turned around and looked around, only to find that it was a strange stone room.
She was sure it had never been here before.
what happened? She was obviously picking the herbs that Miss Jun wanted.
But suddenly felt dizzy, and then lost consciousness.
But how is this possible
The drugs on Yanwu Continent, it is reasonable to say that it is impossible for her to work.
Ying Mei struggled to get up, but after a long time of movement, she couldn't even raise her hands.