The next day, 18:13.
"What? Cui Ling? Cui Ling wants to destroy the entire city?"
The one who spoke was Hei Wuchang, who looked puzzled. Li Jianguo was also surprised.
Bai Wuchang was also surprised, but Bai Wuchang's hand was already placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist with vigilance. The hilt was pointed at Cui Ling, and he took a step back slightly to create a safe distance.
Cui Ling quickly regained his composure after being initially surprised. He just calmed down for a second or two, and then said with a sunny smile:
"As expected of Mr. Bao, I thought it would take at least two days. Didn't I expect that you would find out in less than a day?"
Cui Ling... admitted it?
"Back off!"
Hei Wuchang heard the words and shouted loudly, pulled Li Jianguo behind him, then took a step back, used his uninjured left hand to draw out the giant stick behind him, and held it with one hand in a warning posture.
In this tense situation, Bao Zheng had a calm look on his face, motioned for everyone to put down their weapons, and said to everyone with a smile:
"Don't be so nervous. If Cui Ling really wants to eliminate us, at least we have been seriously injured. Put away your weapons."
Bao Zheng still has some cards.
After listening to Bao Zheng's words, Hei Wuchang put down the weapon with some hesitation. Although Bai Wuchang still had his fingers on the hilt of the sword, neither of them was as alert as before.
The only person on alert now is Li Jianguo:
"Um, Mr. Bao, have you forgotten about me? If Cui Ling is really the mastermind behind this, he has issued a soul-killing order to kill me!"
"Well, that's right, I forgot about you." Bao Zheng glanced at Li Jianguo with a slightly embarrassed look: "Well, Mr. Li, you should be more nervous, and the rest of us can relax a little."
I'm nervous... There's no point in being nervous!
Did the co-author of this chat not consider my position at all?
I am Plan B, am I Option E?
Cui Ling ignored Li Jianguo's words and asked Bao Zheng: "My only flaw was that my whereabouts were discovered by this heavenly official. In just a moment, Master Bao deduced that it was me? How did he discover it?"
"No way, it's not reasoning, it can only be considered observation." Bao Zheng said with a smile:
"No matter what the purpose is, those fake messengers that Mr. Li mentioned have indeed accurately received every missed soul in the world. It may be a coincidence once or twice, but they can accurately know the time and place of death of everyone in the world. This It is definitely not something that an outsider from Hades can do.”
"In addition, according to our inference, the other party can accurately know the identity of each Hades in Hades, and choose whether to approach the soul based on whether there are Hades around the soul. Then he must be well aware of all Hades."
"Finally, according to the reports of Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan, the soul bombs that previously attacked the South Gate of Hades and Guimen Pass were transformed by the souls of extremely evil people. This shows that the people behind the scenes can understand what everyone did during their lifetime."
Bao Zheng said with a smile: "Based on the above inferences, the only person who can access every book of life and death, know the identity of every underworld person, and understand what everyone has done in life, and at the same time meet these conditions, is the current judge of the underworld - Cui Ling. is you."
Cui Ling did not refute, still smiling: "As expected of the former King of Yama, Mr. Bao, why does Mr. Bao think that I will not destroy you?"
Bao Zheng laughed and said: "Of course. We all know how much energy it takes to annihilate all three souls and seven souls, ranging from abnormal weather to severe changes in the world. You have so many soul bombs in your hand, but the result is just destruction South Gate of Hades; Mr. Fan was injured by the bomb, but it was not serious, so these soul bombs of yours removed at least two souls and four souls, the purpose...should not cause too much damage."
Black and White Wuchang nodded convincingly.
Only Li Jianguo looked unhappy.
The only person I have to kill is me.
Yes, the fate of the Heavenly Official is not fate.
"Moreover," Bao Zheng continued: "Until just now, I was not sure whether you were inspired by the demon world or other forces to overthrow the underworld, but Mr. Xie just asked if you would ask the general with a bull head and a horse face to return to the defense. If you are really ordered by As for the demon world, you probably won’t miss this opportunity to bring back the General with the Minotaur and Horse Face. Maybe you are afraid of their abilities, or maybe you don’t want to be threatened by the demon world. In any case, you should at least have no collusion with them.”
From beginning to end, Cui Ling's expression did not change much, and he still listened to Bao Zheng's analysis with a smile.
"So, Master Bao brought us here?"
Bao Zheng put away his smile and replied seriously: "Motive, I hope to know your motive, maybe you have something to hide. Now that Mr. Xie and Mr. Fan are around you, you must also know that you can't escape. I am currently I don’t really want Pluto to know about you, after all, I watched you grow up, as long as you can hand over Meng Po and tell us your purpose of doing this, then there is still room for redemption."
Cui Ling smiled. The difference from before was that the laughter now was obviously much colder. It was like liquid nitrogen was injected into the Coke that should have been added with ice cubes. The cold tone seemed to freeze every word that was uttered, and then Smashed to the ground and smashed to pieces:
"Is there room for redemption? No, I don't think so. Even if I have room for redemption, does Hades have room for recovery? No, Hades' room for recovery has been destroyed. It's too late."
Hearing this, Hei Wuchang yelled at Cui Ling: "Xiao Cui, listen to Mr. Bao! If you don't listen to Mr. Bao, you have to listen to your eighth uncle, right? Your eighth uncle has never tricked you, right? What's your reason? Just say, Uncle Eight will help you make the decision!"
Cui Ling turned his head and glanced at Hei Wuchang. The emotions in his eyes were a little complicated, like a special cocktail, with warm and cold mixed together, making you unable to taste what was going on in him:
"No, no, no, Uncle Eight, this is not your fault. I don't want anyone to get hurt, let alone die. However, if necessary, I think I can afford the necessary sacrifices. If there is anything later, I’m going to apologize here first.”
Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang looked at each other, and then at Cui Ling. Cui Ling's expression... was of rare compassion:
"Xiao Cui, you don't think you can still slip away from me and your seventh uncle now, do you?"
Cui Ling's expression turned grim.
"No, Uncle Eight, I don't think so. I...have to leave."
As soon as Cui Ling finished speaking, Bai Wuchang immediately flew forward and knocked Bao Zheng down, then rolled and dragged Bao Zheng's body to the corner.
Following a few crisp sounds, a few more flying feathers suddenly appeared on the ground where Bao Zheng was.
At the same time, Hei Wuchang protected Li Jianguo behind him with one hand. He took out a giant stick with his left hand and shouted loudly. He swung it and knocked down all the arrows flying towards the two of them.
"You're crazy, Cui Ling!" Hei Wuchang shouted angrily: "You actually attacked Mr. Bao!"
And me, and me!
Li Jianguo thought to himself: Not only are they attacking Mr. Bao, they are also attacking me! What, it’s nothing if you attack me? Didn't you even mention it?
Li Jianguo looked around and saw several figures squatting on the walls of the alley. He roughly counted them and found that there should be six to seven.
Oh, no more now, there's a few people they jumped off.
They quickly gathered around Cui Ling, drew their weapons, and protected Cui Ling tightly in the middle.
…
The next day, 18:21.
This is a fight that is about to break out.
In this narrow alley, Black and White Wuchang blocked Cui Ling and the others in the alley. Li Jianguo and Bao Zheng were behind Black and White Wuchang, watching the situation in the alley with trepidation and calmness.
At this suffocating moment, a gust of evil wind rushed headlong into the alley. Seeing this situation, he immediately put his tail between his legs and whistled, pretending to be calm and tried to sneak away from a few people, but was killed. A low greeting startled the wit.
"Cui Ling," Hei Wuchang swung the weapon with one hand, and the sound of breaking wind roared out, and the evil wind shouted bad luck.
Hei Wuchang looked at the four people around Cui Ling. His voice cooled quickly like lava when exposed to water. He asked Cui Ling: "Do you think your eighth uncle's skills are no longer good? Just a few people are going to compete with you." Is your uncle going to challenge you?"
"Don't be careless, Lao Fan," Bai Wuchang unsheathed his sword, and the cold light shone on the blade like frost and snow: "You should recognize these twelve people, they are Ming Gu who disappeared before."
Twelve people?
Li Jianguo blinked his eyes quickly and slowly. No matter how many times he counted, there were only six or seven. Where were the other five?
Could it be haunted?
Can Bai Wuchang and the others see ghosts?
Thinking of this, Li Jianguo gave himself a pause.
Nonsense, how could Bai Wuchang not see ghosts?
"Of course I know!" Hei Wuchang shouted: "However, these twelve Ming Gu are going to challenge the seventh and eighth masters of the underworld. It seems that you didn't spank your father enough when you were a child, Cui Ling."
Cui Ling also respectfully replied to Hei Wuchang: "I don't dare, Eighth Uncle, of course I know your abilities. I don't expect these twelve Minggu to be able to take me away. In fact, I am the only one Just leave alone.”
"Furthermore," Cui Ling changed the topic, "Unlike you who treat Ming Gu as disposable consumables, we are all comrades, and we are not afraid of sacrifice. These Ming Gu are not at my disposal, we only cooperate for our own purposes. I guess I don’t need to say more about their purpose, Uncle Eight?”
Hei Wuchang smiled heartily and said: "It's still about what happened back then, right? Every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner. If there is any grudge, let's settle it together!"
Hei Wuchang then exerted force on his toes and galloped forward like a cannonball. He held the giant stick in his hand and pushed forward rapidly like a bull with a tank barrel.
The two Ming Gu quickly stood in front of Cui Ling, holding guns and sticks to protect Cui Ling's body.
The moment the weapons of several people came into contact, the two Ming Gu were knocked away like dolls thrown in the air. The other two Ming Gu held Cui Ling's arm in one hand, jumped up, and then rushed towards the edge of the wall. Throwing it, the two people who were already prepared caught Cui Ling.
At the same time, the two Ming Gu in the air quickly turned around and swung their swords to block Bai Wuchang's lightning-like thrust. However, they could only push the sword away. Bai Wuchang's two feet flew up in the air. The two were unable to dodge and were struck by the sword. Bai Wuchang kicked him hard and fell to the ground.
"You can't defeat the seventh and eighth uncles. Save your lives. We will gather together later. By the way, if you have the chance, kill that heavenly official. He is elusive and knows too much. He is a disaster." Cui Ling stood there He said to the people around him on the wall, then jumped off the wall under the escort of two people and left in a hurry.
Oh haha.
Li Jianguo secretly thought something was wrong.
Our own troops cannot remember themselves alive and dead, but the enemy is worried about them.
This is really the worst case scenario.
With a few swish sounds, several more Ming Gu jumped down from the wall, and in the blink of an eye, they were fighting with Black and White Wuchang.
The dance of swords, lights, swords and shadows was dazzling, and Black and White Wuchang fought against everyone in it, not falling behind at all, or in other words, not leaving any chance to everyone.
Li Jianguo was hesitating whether he should walk away wisely, when he heard a loud clang, and then saw a few strands of hair falling from his forehead.
As soon as he turned his head, Li Jianguo was so frightened that half of his three souls and seven souls were frightened.
A sharp sword hung above his head, but fortunately a large knife blocked its path of descent.
"Master Li, you are fine."
It's that sweet voice!
Li Jianguo quickly shouted:
"Brother Huang, hurry up, on my head, on my head..."
Huang Si carefully looked at the top of Li Jianguo's head and said with relief:
"Don't worry, Mr. Li, I know a reliable hair transplant guy and I promise to fix it for you. Mention me and I'll get a discount!"
