How could this be possible? Mu Lin immediately denied:
"Of course not, it's just a transaction between us."
Orikawa understood what she meant immediately, but the word "we" didn't sound right to him.
"Lin'er, whether you want to control the underworld or seek revenge on the Immortal Court, why don't you choose to tell your master?"
How much easier could the help from an Emperor Immortal make her feel and how many detours could she avoid
Why couldn't she learn to use it
"Once a teacher, always a father... no, a brother."
Under Orikawa's threatening gaze, Mu Lin quickly changed his words and said with a brisk smile:
"Mu Lin will always respect and love you. This is just a personal matter. I should handle it myself. Why should I worry you?"
How could she involve her master in this and be so unkind and unjust as to repay kindness with enmity
How could she be willing to stain his clean white robe with hatred
Her master is the flower of the high mountains, the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain. She should be playing the zither in the mountains, practicing sword in the forests, reading and painting in the bamboo house, chatting with visiting friends, and smiling at each other in the ordinary days...
We should not be involved in bloody hatred, and be stained with sin and pain for eternity without end.
Mu Lin clenched his hands in his sleeves and firmly excluded his master from the plan.
Respect you and love you…
love you…
Orikawa's heart suddenly skipped a beat. These words were obviously normal, but they set off subtle ripples that continued to spread, making his heart restless for a long time.
“Go ahead and do it,” he said.
"Master is always behind you."
I will watch you soar up to 90,000 miles, or catch you when you fall from the sky, no matter how far it takes.
"Yeah!" Mu Lin nodded heavily.
All her luck in this life must have been used in becoming someone else's disciple!
"So, since you are not really going to marry Hades, when will you end your entanglement with him?"
What can be done? Of course, divorce, sever the marriage, and never see each other again.
Now she can't do any of that.
Mu Lin: “…”
She took back what she had just said. The master came to collect the debt and to force her!
"This matter requires long-term consideration. By the way, Master, how did you enter the underworld..."
Orikawa saw through her intention to change the subject and said leisurely, "Your master is not that easy to fool. Think before you answer."
After saying that, Xuan You Hanbing, who was acting coquettishly beside Mu Lin, shattered to the ground in an instant, and curled up into a ball obediently, not daring to make any sound.
Mu Lin felt a chill down his spine, and in order not to repeat the same mistake, his brain started working rapidly.
"Give me three months..."
"Half a month."
"Master, don't do this. Two months?"
"Seven days."
"It's too short, one month!"
"Three days."
"…Okay, then three days."
If she bargained any further, the master would force her to solve the problem immediately.
Mu Lin felt that she was in trouble. The longest road she had ever walked turned out to be her master's routine.
At this moment, a loud bang was heard from the sky. In an instant, the earth shook and the sky spun, as if doomsday had come.
Zhechuan quickly grabbed his disciple and flew her out of Youlan Palace, floating in the air.
Mu Lin stood side by side with his master and looked in the direction of the sound. At a glance, they saw a huge cloud of dust rising above the Daimo Mountains. It was gray, vast and extremely ominous.
"Master, what happened over there?"
Orikawa saw deeper than she could see. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but then turned into understanding in an instant.
So that's why.
He said:
"A red-robed god stands on the mountaintop. The remaining power of the demons melts the ice and snow."
If Mu Lin hadn't discovered the secret of the Hell Demon Lord's skeleton, she wouldn't have understood this sentence. But now she not only understood it, but also felt endless confusion and panic.
The Red Spirit...
Are you here to destroy the remains of the Hell Demon Lord
Mu Lin heard his own curious voice:
"Master, can you recognize which god it is?"
"Master, I don't know. I can vaguely see that it is a man in red. His features are hard to discern. He is extremely handsome. Do you want to come closer and take a look?"
Anyone who can be evaluated so highly by the master must be an absolute god.
But Mu Lin shook his head and refused without hesitation.
"No."
As long as it's not her, there's no need.
His chest felt stuffy and uncomfortable, as if he had lost something. Mu Lin didn't know whether it was because his body hadn't recovered yet or it was a psychological effect, but he didn't want to face the people from the God Realm.
Orikawa didn't force her.
"Lin'er, what are your plans next?"
Mu Lin's gaze fell on the Youlan Palace, which was well protected by the barrier.
"I have decided to have an open negotiation with Zijian. Master, you don't need to follow me. The Ming Clan is your mother clan. It's a rare visit for you, so why not take a look around?"
She didn't want to be followed by her master. Her master and Zijian didn't get along well. If they had a fight, should she plead with her master or ask for mercy from him
I don’t know how strong she is, Zijian can’t beat herself when her soul and body are integrated, let alone her master.
Mu Lin felt a little more confident, and after getting his master's approval, he rushed towards the Pluto's Palace.
She finally found Zijian in the midst of the mess and was stunned.
Because Zijian was being strangled by a man in red, and the background was the ruins of the Pluto's Palace and the underworld officials kneeling on the ground.
Mu Lin: “…”
What's happening here
Without thinking too much, she rushed over.
"Let him go!"
The man in red turned his head to look at her, and Mu Lin was stunned the moment she saw his face clearly.
"Ah Heng?"
It was the mysterious man Ah Heng whom she met in the Fanghu Qingyou Secret Realm.
Is he actually... a god
Mu Lin looked at him with a complicated expression. The crushing power of absolute strength made it impossible for her to rebel. She sighed, knelt on the ground, clasped her hands on the ground, and slowly lowered her head to the ground. She performed the most solemn ceremony of the nine bows.
She said respectfully:
"Please let Hades go, let... my husband go."
"Please, God, spare His Majesty the King of Hell..."
The spirits of the underworld behind Mu Lin fell to the ground like a tide, humble yet pious, waiting to be killed and apologizing to the gods above them.
Ni Heng threw Zijian away casually, and he fell to the ground, coughing and gasping, with pain all over his limbs.
"Thank you, God, for showing mercy."
Mu Lin bowed again, then stepped forward and helped Zi Jian up.
The golden eyes of the god reflected a young couple leaning on each other, and he opened his thin lips slightly:
"If you divorce me, I won't kill him."
"impossible!"
Zijian suddenly raised his head with a fierce look in his eyes.
The creatures in the underworld almost suspected that they had heard it wrong. Could it be that the gods had taken a fancy to their queen
Mu Lin was also shocked by Ah Heng's words. If she hadn't been self-aware, she would have suspected that Ah Heng had some feelings for her.
Ni Heng looked down at the young Pluto as if she was looking down at an ant.
"The King of the Underworld, aiding and abetting the tyrant and bringing disaster to the three realms - he deserves death for his crime."
Mu Lin let go of Zi Jian and bowed again:
"I am willing to divorce and take on all the sins. I beg the God to calm down and not implicate the sentient beings in the underworld."
Even if she is killed here, she must face death calmly. This is her responsibility as a member of the royal family.
Zijian interrupted her quickly:
"Don't talk nonsense. This king committed a great sin. Why should my wife and family take the blame and be punished? Please God, I deserve to be killed. I am willing to die. However, my wife and family are not guilty if they are unaware. I cannot bear the God's anger..."
Mu Lin's heart was slightly moved, and he felt that his protection of him was not in vain.
Ni Heng spoiled the scene and said:
"I will give you a quarter of an hour to consider, leave, or die."
"No, I've made my decision."
Mu Lin approached Zi Jian, and in his pleading eyes, he slashed his neck with a knife with an expressionless face. The force was so fast, accurate and fierce that the seriously injured Zi Jian had no time to react and was unable to resist, and he fainted immediately.
Zijian fell on Mulin.
Ni Heng found it extremely annoying, but she didn't say anything.
Mu Lin looked into the distance and said loudly:
"General Tuoba, you are in charge of the etiquette of the underworld. Please tell me how to divorce according to the rules?"
Tuoba Shi was moved and said: "Your Highness..."
He had always felt that she came from an unknown background and was unworthy of being the noble mistress of the underworld, and the incident with the Underworld Lamp had not completely eliminated his dissatisfaction. At this moment, Tuoba Shi witnessed with his own eyes that she was willing to give up her noble status and become an abandoned queen in order to save the King of Hell and the underworld, risking offending the gods to plead for mercy.
She is a qualified queen, a descendant of the Hades who has justice for the common people in her heart. From today on, no one will disobey the Queen of Hades.
Mu Lin nodded slightly and said softly in a soothing voice:
"Please tell Mu Lin."
"We just need to cross out our names on the Three Lives Stone with each other's blood."
"good."
It was simpler than she had imagined, and it didn’t require Zijian’s cooperation, which was great.
Everyone, including Ni Heng, followed Mu Lin to the Wangchuan River.
Mu Lin was really a little emotional. Less than half a year had passed since her last marriage, and they were about to get divorced. Although she knew that this day would come sooner or later, she really didn't expect to be free so soon.
Mu Lin lifted Zi Jian's palm and placed it together with his own palm on the San Sheng Stone. The names of the two slowly emerged, but they had turned a very light color.
It seemed to indicate that their marriage was about to come to an end.
Mu Lin bit his fingertips and crossed out Zijian's name. He then bit the unconscious Zijian's finger, dipped his fingertips in blood, and crossed out his own name.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed across her eyes. Perhaps, she had thought of a way to help Zijian lift the curse.
The names of the two people quickly shattered into golden light, floating in the air and disappearing.
Mu Lin heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Ah Heng inquiringly, only to find that he was not in the right state. Following his gaze, he saw the other names on the Three Lives Stone.
Mu Lin suddenly got excited and asked:
"Do you know the God of War Ni Heng?"
Ni Heng: “…”
I don't know how to start.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Mu Lin didn't care. After all, Ah Heng had always been very aloof, and when he appeared as a god, he was naturally more dignified.
"My marriage with Hades has ended, and similar things will never happen again in the underworld. I hope the God will keep his promise and give me a chance to correct it."
“Yes.”
Ni Heng nodded slightly, and the figure in red slowly disappeared from the spot, and the oppressive feeling around her melted away like the remaining snow.
Mu Lin bowed again in the direction where he disappeared, and the people from the underworld behind her followed her in bowing.