Hong Yaksha did not resist and followed the ghost soldiers away obediently.

Su Yun felt very strange about this.

Why didn't Mi Meng just hire Hong Yaksha to kill him?

Is it too expensive?

Or are there any restrictions?

Countless doubts emerged in his mind, but Su Yun didn't think much about it and chose to let it go for the time being.

"Everyone did well. We will have a day off when we get back." Su Yun said with a smile.

Zunci, Ninth Prince and others put on bad faces.

We help you fight, kill for you, and just have a day off!

The face of a black-hearted capitalist!

Only Luo Tao smiled happily.

"When are you going to torture me?" he asked hurriedly, his cheeks a little red.

The corners of Su Yun's mouth twitched slightly.

Damn it!

This guy is getting sicker and sicker!

“Let’s talk about it later!”

He had to answer perfunctorily.

who knows……

Luo Tao became even more excited.

Finally, all the Gu insects returned to the God and Demon Breeding Farm.

And Zhuzhu is picking up space rings everywhere.

He is like a farmer uncle who is planting rice seedlings in the farmland, working hard to cultivate every hope.

"Today is another day of hard work for this pig."

Zhu Yongqiang straightened up, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and felt moved.

Su Yun's head was full of black lines and he shouted: "Look for the top Xuan-level medicine refining materials inside!"

"No credit will be given in exchange for dragon meat!" Piggy bargained.

One person and one pig cleaned up the scene and immediately ran to the west.

…

Somewhere in the small hell of Heiyunsha.

Hong Yaksha has been escorted back.

He knew what was waiting for him next.

The next second.

A puddle of fleshy flesh emerged from the ground, covering Red Yaksha.

His flesh and blood twisted, transforming into a thousand-eyed ghost king.

He pinched Hong Yaksha's neck with one hand, as if holding a little chicken.

The space is frozen and the atmosphere is depressing!

The ghost soldiers lowered their heads, not daring to take another look.

The Thousand-Eyed Ghost King's body is covered with eyeballs, which is sinister and cold.

"Hongyaksha, do you remember what I told you?" His tone was calm.

Hong Yaksha struggled and said: "Enter the underworld and live forever as a ghost in the underworld!"

"Why are you so close to Wanzu?"

"If you want to kill Su Yun, the most I can do is punish you."

"But you should never contact the Ten Thousand Clans to escape from the underworld!"

The voice of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King grew colder.

After hearing these three sentences, Hong Yaksha became extremely excited.

"Boss! How many years! We have been trapped here for countless years!"

"Hundreds of years? Or thousands of years?"

"The Heavenly Palace has reappeared, and the Hell Palace of Hell has also come out!"

"I don't want to wait any longer!"

"I want to return the sun, I want to return to the world!"

His eyes were red and he kept roaring.

The ghost soldiers were also trembling slightly.

Not afraid, but empathetic!

Is it good to be a member of the underworld?

Maybe in its heyday, it would have been good.

But the current underworld is no longer what it used to be.

Food is like chewing wax, and drinking is like drinking water.

Even the pleasure of fish and water cannot be achieved!

After hearing this, the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King just put his other hand on Hong Yaksha's head.

"It's understandable that you want to return the favor."

"But I hate all races, it's that simple."

After saying that, Red Yaksha exploded in the hands of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Fallen on the spot!

The fragment of the royal throne's foundation was taken by the Thousand-Eyed Ghost King and thrown to the old ghost soldier.

"Remember, you can trade with all races, but you can't have deep friendship."

"Don't talk too much about the underworld."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.

The ghost soldiers lowered their heads and said, "Yes, Ghost King."

…

God and Demon Breeding Farm.

Su Yun is preparing to refine an elixir.

Star Pill, the top level of Xuan level.

Helps stabilize the realm of the God of War and strengthen muscles and bones.

With all the materials ready, Su Yun... handed them over to the Gu insects for refining.

Don't ask, just ask because they voluntarily work overtime for their boss!

At this time, Su Yun saw the ghost soldiers chatting with the geniuses.

"Why do you look like a ghost?"

"I am a ghost."

"Haha, how old are you? Is it possible that you have experienced the changes in the battlefield of all races?"

"Then you can call me ancestor, I don't mind having more descendants."

The ghost soldiers are all seasoned.

After a few words, the geniuses of all races became so angry that they turned around and left.

A bunch of old guys who only know nonsense!

The ghost soldiers lamented endlessly.

No one believes the ghost when he tells the truth.

The world is in trouble, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be...

"Brother, you are here."

When the ghost soldier saw Su Yun, he stood up quickly, nodded and bowed.

They really didn't dare to offend Su Yun.

If an unhappy person is fed to a genius, who can withstand it?

Su Yun smiled lightly and said: "How many ghost kings are there in Little Hell?"

"This little hell once had a real owner, and we respectfully call him King Chujiang."

"There used to be 16 ghost kings, but now the small hell is damaged and it has become chaotic and difficult to control."
To be continued...