I just want to be a villain in peace

Chapter 47

Seeing Chu Junyi's sudden movement, Shen Shiliu was stunned.However, Chu Junyi had sensed his gaffe, and immediately let go of his hand.There were many evil spirits around who were killing each other. As soon as they entered, these evil spirits stopped their movements and looked over one after another. The brave ones had already shown their fangs and claws.

Shen Shiliu didn't care about thinking about the matter just now: "For the evil spirits in the underworld, the people in the world are very beneficial. Now I don't know why they are fighting here. Where are the ghost messengers?"

A skinny starving ghost has already stretched out his hands and grabbed the two pandas.Zuo Zhe rolled to Chu Junyi's feet like a cart wheel, holding Du Zhe who had fainted, and was about to faint too.

A light green light flickered between Shen Shiliu's brows. He slowly stretched out his hand and shook his palm. A light green ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand.

Chu Junyi glanced at the evil spirits surrounding him: "Brother, what is that?"

"It should be Bodhisattva." Shen Shiliu said, "I don't know how I got it."

He paused for a moment, and glanced at the ghosts that were gradually encircling them: "It's just a chance to try Bodhizi's supernatural power—follow if you don't want to die!" devil.Obviously the latter sentence was addressed to Zuo Zhe and Du Zhe.

"Ahhhhh—"

Amidst Zuozhe's screams, Chu Junyi shot at the same time, and Qinglong roared.The starved ghost turned into a black mist and dissipated.A soft green light appeared among the evil spirits, the green dragon swung its tail, and suddenly opened a path in front of it.

Zuo Zhe desperately shook off the ghost claws attached to his buttocks, and ran like crazy.

The two rushed to their lives together.

Originally, Shen Shiliu was a remnant soul, and after passing the gate of hell, he turned into a ghost of the underworld, but because of the effect of Bodhizi, he also became a feast in the eyes of ghosts.Not to mention Chu Junyi, with Kunlun's true strength, to ghosts, it is no less than ginseng fruit to mortals, and the eyes of ghosts are so green.

Zuo Zhe soon couldn't run anymore: "It can't be done, hehe..."

Chu Junyi slapped away a ghost next to him, stretched out his hand to catch Zuo Zhe, a green light flew over like a rope, tied Zuo Zhe's waist and lifted it into the air, Zuo Zhe flew into the air, and flew towards the surrounding ghosts.

Zuo Zhe broke down and yelled, kicking his legs desperately, and when he came down in a circle, most of the ghost fell down.

Shen Shiliu held the other end of the rope, and dragged Zuo Zhe, who was sluggish, to run: "That's right."

A ghost claw was nailed three inches away from Zuo Zhe's leg.

I don't know how long I ran, and suddenly there was an open door in front of me, and there was no one standing inside, or ghosts, but I couldn't control those: "Let's go!"

Chu Junyi turned around and said "green dragon wagging its tail", and Shen Shiliu rushed in dragging Zuo Zhe.Chu Junyi followed.

The leading ghost suddenly stopped, not daring to go in, staring gloomyly at the inside of the door, drooling almost.

Zuozhe: "..."

Inside the gate is a large hall with a majestic treasure in the center, and corpses that look like messengers are lying on the ground.

"There are lonely ghosts and wild ghosts outside, and they disperse as soon as they are beaten. Here are ghost messengers." Shen Shiliu looked around, walked to the front of the hall to observe, and said, "This should be the Hall of the King of Hell."

Chu Junyi came over and saw the blood on the central throne: "Is something serious?"

Shen Shiliu picked up the tattered official robes scattered on the ground beside him: "This is the judge's robe."

Shen Shiliu and Chu Junyi looked at each other.The two looked at the door on the other side of the hall.

Zuo Zhe came back to his senses after a long time, grabbed the unconscious Du Zhe and said heartbreakingly, "Dudu, wake up!"

Shen Shiliu raised his hand and threw the official robe on Zuo Zhe.Zuo Zhe was buried in a pile of clothes.

"What!" Zuo Zhe crawled out in a panic, saw the expressionless Shen Shiliu standing in front of him, swallowed, and said, "I didn't do anything, and I killed a lot of evil spirits."

Shen Shiliu said: "You are a beast, do you have a way to leave here?"

Zuo Zhe shook his head innocently, and gave Chu Junyi a timid look.

Shen Shiliu's eyes flashed, Zuo Zhe trembled, and hugged Shen*'s leg: "I'm still useful, really, this place suppresses my ability, maybe I can take you out by walking forward ?”

"You can't get out."

"Who is it!" Chu Junyi's face turned cold, and the sword rushed towards the corner where the voice came from.

Seeing the sharp blue light, Shen Shiliu frowned.When the green dragon appeared just now, he was very surprised, but the situation was critical and he couldn't tolerate asking.

An old woman with a hunchback came out slowly, with the spirit sword hanging in front of her.

"My surname is Wang, and the big guy calls me Wang Po." She said, "The underworld is in chaos, the ten halls of hell are fighting, and every level of the eighteen hells is fighting. The section of the road you came from is the underworld." The most stable location."

"What about this?" Zuo Zhe asked suspiciously.

Wang Po said: "This is the Palace of the King of Hell, so we can't stay longer."

Shen Shiliu thought for a while, but couldn't remember that there was a messenger named Wang Po in the Palace of the King of Hell. Just as he was about to ask her identity, Wang Po said again: "The two young masters are very handsome."

Chu Junyi looked at Wang Po, and Shen Shiliu saw that he was silent, so he asked himself: "What does the old man do?"

Wang Po looked at the spirit sword hanging high in front of her: "I am timid."

"Brother."

Chu Junyi gave Wang Po a cold look, and withdrew his sword.Wang Po calmly walked over, grabbed Shen Shiliu's hand, touched it, and said with satisfaction, "What's your name, sir?"

Shen Shiliu pressed down on Chu Junyi who drew his sword again, feeling the tightness of his hands and shoulders, and pressed hard: "Shen Shiliu, old man, what are you doing here?"

Wang Po raised her head and smiled: "What do you want, Young Master?"

Shen Shiliu was taken aback: "What kind?"

"Fat ones, thin ones, tall ones, short ones, fishes and wild gooses, moons and flowers, whatever you want, old people have it." Wang Po said, "It's not difficult even if you are a married woman. The son is beautiful, and I will give you my old age." How about being a matchmaker? In the eighth level of hell, there are many beautiful young wives."

This time Shen Shiliu couldn't stop Chu Junyi.A sword rested on Wang Po's neck, and the hall suddenly became much colder.

Chu Junyi looked at Wang Po.