It was raining heavily, and Qin Hui held an oil umbrella and looked at Zuo Qianhu, who looked indifferent beside her.

"You personally ordered the city guards to capture it! No matter how nice you said, after today, your reputation will become bad. For the sake of the emperor's reputation, you would rather bear this eternal infamy yourself! Is it worth it?"

Zuo Qianhu looked at the thousands of children surrounded by them, and after thinking about it, he said indifferently, "There is nothing worth it or not. My Zuo Ling's reputation is not important. If I die, there will be countless people. But Your Majesty is different. If Your Majesty's reputation is broken, then there will be no hope in this country."

Looking at Zuo Qianhu, who was soaked all over, Qin Hui laughed, "Hope! Haha, that Zhu Yuming is not a good deal. This matter is thankless. If it really arouses public anger, will he firmly protect you?"

The rain kept falling on Zuo Qianhu, but he didn't care. Because he knew that Qin Hui was telling the truth. As long as the storm subsided, in order to give everyone an explanation, he could only be the car that was abandoned and kept his handsome. And he also understood that when the heavy rain ended, it might be the time when his life came to an end.

He stretched out his hand gently and looked at the raindrops dripping in his palm. Zuo Qianhu's mouth slightly raised, as if he had remembered something happy.

Looking at Zuo Qianhu's appearance, Qin Hui was a little surprised because this was the first time Qin Hui saw him laughing.

Qin Hui pointed to the children who were crying in the audience and shouted the word "Mom" and said, "You are a warrior. You should die at the hands of a stronger person, not so ignorant! Zuo Qianhu, you should not interfere in this matter. That Zhu Yuming is not worthy of your doing this!"

Zuo Qianhu heard this and shook his head, "Your Majesty is good at taking care of me, and your Majesty's affairs are not something I, a minister, can discuss. Since I accepted this task, I have not planned to live. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Listening to Zuo Qianhu's words, Qin Hui took out two jars of old wine from the space with a move.

"I like to fight with experts the most. If you die, die in my hands. You know, we have not really competed! Those executioners will only insult your identity."

After hearing Qin Hui's words, Zuo Qianhu turned his head and stared at him deeply.

"Haha, hahaha!" Zuo Qianhu laughed and took the drink handed over by Qin Hui.

Zuo Qianhu slapped the mud seal on the wine jar, then bumped the wine jar in Qin Hui's hand and said, "Okay, your skills are still above me. If you can die in your hands, I can rest in peace! Moreover, I have no children, and no one will be sad for me, the butcher."

Qin Hui looked at Zuo Qianhu deeply, then the two of them picked up the wine jar and started drinking in big mouthfuls.

Just as the two were silent, a soldier ran over, knelt on one knee in the rain, and said, "Mr. Qianhu, my subordinates have counted it, a thousand children, a lot of them."

"Bang!" Zuo Qianhu threw the wine jar in his hand, then clasped his fists at Qin Hui and said, "Mr. Qin, please."

After hearing this, Qin Hui threw the invitation letter in her hand and threw it to the child's head.

The invitation letters that came to the children's heads emitted a red light, shining the children inside. With a scream, countless arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed the children.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo! Mom, I want mom!"

"Mom save me! Mom save me!"

The children covered by red light looked at the arms stretched out from the ground, some screamed, some cried, and some were even fainted.

There are too many arms stretched out from the ground, so no matter how these children avoid or struggle, they cannot escape the capture of these arms in this small red aperture.

Looking at the children who were crying and being pulled into the ground, Zuo Qianhu still showed a hint of unbearableness in his cold eyes.

As the arms continued to capture, when the last child disappeared on the ground, a sound of a bit dull and joy suddenly came out of the aperture.

"Human world! This is the taste of the human world! Hahahaha! My Heishan Master is back again! I am back again!" With the laughter, the ground slowly cracked a big crack in the ground. In the crack, two thick skeleton arms stretched out from it.

"Haha, my good nephew, I'm here!" As soon as the voice fell, the person in the crack of the ground transformed into a huge skeleton wearing a golden crown and a robe. "The old black mountain demon in the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl is an image of a skeleton, and he is one of the four ghost kings in the city of Wushen"

"Uncle, you look so honorable! This is too ugly! Can my aunts like you look at you like this?" Qin Hui looked at the skeleton in front of her, and she really couldn't figure out what the hell of the Black Mountain monster looked like, what was the purpose of marrying so many concubines?

"Did you use your hands?" Qin Hui looked at the long bone fingers of the Black Mountain Old Demon and thought maliciously.

After hearing Qin Hui say that he was ugly, the old demon in Heishan looked at his appearance and said unhappily, "How come you, a slut, talk to your uncle!" After complaining, the old demon in Heishan laughed again, "But as the saying goes, thick willows are dusted and thin willows are fighting. Who in this world thinks men are ugly!"

Qin Hui shook her head helplessly, then pointed to the sky and said, "Uncle, you come out this time and you will avenge me! The golden dragon transformed by Pudu Cihang relied on her invulnerable swords and guns, and chased me like a rabbit that was chased by a dog."

After hearing this, the old demon of Black Mountain moved the bones on his body and said, "Haha, okay, I haven't eaten dragon meat in so many years! I'll meet him now. Seeing what he has, he dares to chase my nephew!"

"Nephew, please wait for the good news from your uncle, you are here." With a loud shout, the old demon in Black Mountain stood up in his robe with his hands on his robe and soared into the sky.

"Wow! Why did you become Batman?" Looking at the flying posture of the old demon in Black Mountain, Qin Hui couldn't help but show an expression of unbearable viewing.

"What's flying up!" Looking at the old Black Mountain demon who came to him and Pudu Cihang who was calling the wind and rain, stopped his movements and said loudly, "What a heavy yin energy! Who are you?"

Looking at the golden dragon in front of him, the old demon of Heishan laughed and said, "I am your Heishan master. You little dragon dares to hurt my nephew! I want to take you to hell and let you live forever, and suffer in the city of vain!"

"You are the old demon of Black Mountain!" Pudu Cihang's face changed when he heard this. Because the old demon of Black Mountain is famous, he was the devil who dominated his side when he was invaded by the underworld. After being recruited by the underworld, his magic power increased greatly. He often came out to suck people's souls when the gates of ghosts opened on April 7th. Even the Buddhist holy land of Lanruo Temple, which was originally famous for the world, quickly declined after it was captured.

Thinking of the name of the old demon in Black Mountain, Pudu Cihang was a little confused, because he thought that even if he had just turned into a golden dragon, he was not sure that he could defeat this old ghost king who had been free and free for thousands of years.

"You and I don't have any trouble with the river, why do you come to cause trouble for me?" Pudu Cihang roared in the air and roared loudly.

The old demon in Black Mountain looked at Jin Long's cautious look, and although he looked contented, he still said bluntly; "You chase my nephew to death. I am the uncle, how can I be worthy of my miserable sister if I want to find an explanation for him!"

Pudu Cihang turned into a monk and clasped his hands together, "Your nephew! I think you were wrong! I have never been to the underworld and I don't know your nephew at all, so how could I chase him!"

The old demon of Black Mountain pointed down and roared, "Nonsense! My nephew is right below, you dare to lie to me! I must take you to hell!"

Pudu Cihang looked along the finger of the old monster in Black Mountain and saw a person below waving to him.

Looking at Pudu Cihang's gaze, Qin Hui laughed, "Old centipede, have you eaten lunch?"

After seeing Qin Hui below, Pudu Cihang took a deep breath and nodded, "Since that's the case, it seems that we are inappropriate in discussion!"

"Haha, come on, let me see what methods you, the little dragon, have!" After saying that, the old demon of Black Mountain clenched his fists and made a sound of Kabakaba.
Chapter completed!