The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 429 Yama

Mo Jiu broke free from Meng Gong's restraints and moved his head.

He actually felt pain. It seemed that Meng Gong could directly hurt the soul.

At this moment, Meng Gong's whole body was covered with wisps of black smoke. Because of the pain, his expression was a little ferocious, and he stared at Mo Jiu: "Do you know what you are doing? Those who disturb the order of the underworld will be punished ten times in ten lives.

There will be no reincarnation in this world!"

"Dear father-in-law, I don't want to hurt you." Mo Jiu said in a deep voice, "But I really seem to know the cause of the problem in the way of heaven. No matter what, I have to go to see the King of Hell in person."

Meng Gong was stunned for a moment, and then his face became expressionless: "Then you go ahead."

Mo Jiu looked surprised. He didn't expect that just like that, Meng Gong would let him go.

Is it because of luck?

Mo Jiu looked down at his body, and a rich ball of pure white light was flowing inside.

This seems to be a natural restraint for the people of the underworld.

Moreover, after being separated from the body, it seems to be much easier to control the destiny with the soul alone, like waving an arm.

Mo Jiu looked at Mr. Meng for a while and said, "Thank you, old man."

Then turned and left.

After crossing the bridge, there is no longer an endless flat space in front of you, but a palace with a faint light standing in the distance.

If nothing else happens, that should be the residence of the King of Hell.

Meng Gong looked at Mo Jiu's leaving back with cold eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Do you think... you can escape..."

The palace is dimly lit and is very close at hand.

Mo Jiu stood in front of the hall, feeling that she was so small and would be swallowed up by the huge mouth of the abyss the next moment.

But he hesitated for a long time and finally took steps.

At this moment, two figures appeared at the door, one black and one white.

Mo Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and a word appeared in his mind: black and white, impermanence.

He finally understood that it was not Meng Gong who let him go, but that he knew someone would stop him from behind.

Bai Wuchang slowly raised her head, revealing an attractive face. However, combined with her pale complexion and the tongue hanging out of her mouth, it was difficult for people to appreciate her beauty normally.

She opened her mouth and said quietly: "Stop..."

When Mo Jiu heard this, his head felt dizzy, and he felt like countless ghosts were wailing in his ears.

Just when he was lost in thought, a white figure appeared behind him, its long tongue swung out and wrapped around his neck.

Mo Jiu suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, but the next moment, he saw plumes of black smoke, and Bai Wuchang returned to the same place, with a painful expression on his face, and he retracted his tongue.

The black figure turned around: "What's wrong? Open your mouth and let me see."

Bai Wuchang stuck out his tongue again, and Hei Wuchang didn't mind it at all. He picked it up and looked at it carefully, and whispered: "It's actually the Qi of Heaven..."

Mo Jiu stood there and watched this scene. Hei Wuchang's voice sounded like that of a man, and the concern in his words was so strong. Could it be that they are lovers? Can love exist in the underworld?

Just when Mo Jiu was surprised by this emotion, Hei Wuchang suddenly raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him sharply, which made Mo Jiu feel a sting.

"You hurt her..." Hei Wuchang said quietly, "Even I can't bear to hurt her, and even Yama doesn't dare, so what qualifications do you have?"

This protective gesture...

Mo Jiu heard the killing intent in his words and hurriedly said: "Seniors, I didn't mean it... I just wanted to see the King of Hell. I know what's wrong with the way of heaven."

Mo Jiu's words are concise and concise.

Black and White turned their heads and looked at each other.

"Is this why you broke into the underworld privately? To tell us what's wrong with the way of heaven?" Hei Wuchang frowned slightly, then his eyes narrowed, "Stowaway, deceitful words!"

Mo Jiu gritted his teeth. They all felt that he was lying. It seemed that only the most powerful King of Hell might be willing to believe his words or at least listen to his guess.

At this point, it seems that the only option is to break in by force.

Not knowing the strength of Black and White Wuchang, Mo Jiu just encouraged the flow of luck throughout his body, wrapping his entire body.

Black and White Wuchang also saw his intention. With their own strength, it was actually very easy to deal with Mo Jiu. But he had such strong luck that he restrained them to the death.

Just like snow and fire, he covered his body with flames, and even if they buried him under a blizzard, they could not do any harm to him.

Bai Wuchang was about to take action, but Hei Wuchang reached out to stop him: "Just let him in."

"That guy has been in seclusion for so long. It's time for her to wake up. We can't keep asking us to clean up the mess." Hei Wuchang said coldly.

Even so, Bai Wuchang understood that he felt sorry for her and didn't want her to get hurt again.

Bai Wuchang was moved for a moment and reached out to hold Hei Wuchang's little hand, but he quickly dodged it.

"In front of the enemy, you must have the majesty of a person in charge of life and death!" Hei Wuchang scolded.

Bai Wuchang: "..."

Okay, the world is big and the earth is big, but my husband is the biggest.

Black and white and Wuchang stepped out of the way with cold expressions on their faces, leaving Mo Jiu stunned.

But he knew it was a trap and had to jump into it himself.

Only by letting the King of Hell deal with the main god can he completely get rid of the system.

As for punishment... Since he is going to be thrown into hell no matter what, why not give it a try? What if the King of Hell spares him because of his merits?

Mo Jiu broke into the Palace of Hell.

Bai Wuchang said hoarsely: "If we let the enemy break into her palace like this, won't she be angry?"

"Why are you angry? I haven't settled the score with her yet." Hei Wuchang said coldly.

The next moment, a cold hand held him.

Hei Wuchang turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

Bai Wuchang coughed lightly: "He has gone in, and it will not affect the majesty."

Black and White Wuchang never paid attention to Mo Jiu. Only the woman who broke into the underworld before made them feel threatened.

But as long as she wakes up, even heaven will be helpless against them.

Mo Jiu broke into the palace, raised his head and saw the slender figure sitting high up, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping.

Is this...King of Yama?

Mo Jiu stared at her blankly. At this moment, the closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of pure white pupils appeared in front of him.

She stood up slowly, the twelve-row beaded crown on her head swaying slightly. She was dressed in a pure black robe and wrapped with a gold belt with a dragon pattern around her waist, which still could not hide her perfect posture.

Mo Jiu's pupils trembled slightly, she did not expect that the King of Hell was a woman.

No, it should only be normal for women.

And this woman gave Mo Jiu a sense of oppression that he had never experienced before. Just looking at her from a distance made Mo Jiu feel timid and moved back involuntarily.

Yan Luo slowly opened his pale thin lips and said softly: "Stowaway?"

"You even forced your way into the Yama Palace..."

"Your Highness the King of Hell, I know the way of heaven..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Jiu flew out and hit the ground hard. He closed his eyes tightly and passed out.

Yama raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Black, Bai, throw him into the tenth level of hell."