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Chapter 601: Three Nails(1/2)

Old Guisong took Pangpang away.

From the beginning to the end, Pangpang closed his eyes and said nothing, no explanation, no reason, not even saying goodbye to the old man. He closed his eyes quietly and allowed Old Man Guisong to take him away.

Seeing that everyone was walking away, the ancestor of Blood River grinned: "Eight hundred years, hahahaha, this bald donkey of eight hundred years deserves what he has today, hahahaha!"

Ancestor Xuehe looked up to the sky and laughed, as if there was no happier time than today.

But at this moment, a strong wind burst into the air, and Old Man Zao's fist as big as a casserole hit the Blood River Ancestor like a torrential rain.

There was only a banging sound, the sound of punches hitting the flesh, and the yelling and wailing of the Blood River Ancestor. It was not until more than half an hour later that the old man turned into a stream of light and quickly disappeared in the distance.

Not to mention what happened to the Blood River ancestor.

In the city where he died in vain, Ding Xiaoyi looked at Hubu who was surrounded by blood in front of him with a dumb face, and his heart sank to the bottom.

That was the empress's former residence. If it wasn't the Emperor's will, how could it be imprisoned and sealed?

Even the ghost officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs were not spared.

The emperor's decree had just appeared, and the loud sound spread throughout the Youtu, and the entire Fusi City was blown up.

Imprisoned in eighteen hells for eight hundred years, this kind of punishment was simply unexpected by everyone.

Even if it is a rebellion, it is nothing more than that, let alone the leader of the Netherworld. Although the movement out of the city is a little louder this time, this crime and the punishment he received are not the same concept at all.

This is like the crime of hooliganism. Just touching the opponent's butt will lead to being dragged out and shot. It makes no sense.

While everyone was talking about it, Ding Xiaoyi had already realized that this disaster was probably all his own fault.

If I hadn't come to Po Meng's former residence, maybe everything could have been avoided.

There wouldn't be such a big commotion now, even Pangpang would be implicated, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt deeply self-blame.

He also didn't expect that the price of this visit would be so serious.

"Damn it!"

Ding Xiaoyi cursed and was about to take out his cell phone to ask old man Pangpang what was going on now, when he saw the sky above the city of Wusi.

A line of dark figures soared into the sky and fell.

Under the sound of the chains "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, jingle, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.

That was the emperor's decree, suspended in mid-air and surrounded by brilliance, reflecting everything in a peaceful and crystal clear light.

"That's...the emperor's decree!"

In the city, all living beings knelt down and worshiped. Whether it was the Yama of the Ten Palaces or the ghosts and gods in charge of all major things, they all came out to kneel down.

All the wandering ghosts in the city who died in vain were prostrate on the ground and fell to the ground.

What is authority?

Do you control other people's life and death? It's too simple.

Do you want the other party to obey unconditionally? Obviously not.

Authority, just a word? A look, or even an inadvertent action? It can affect thousands of sentient beings.

Even if it's just a piece of yellow paper? Write a few words on it, and that's a rule that no one can break.

Under the golden decree, there is a figure imprisoned. Others did not see it clearly? But Ding Xiaoyi recognized it at a glance and it was the fat figure.

Five golden chains extended from the decree and were tied around his neck and limbs.

At this time, Pangpang has returned to his original appearance, solemn and kind, with his eyes closed and his hands clasped in front of his chest. With his radiance gone, he is just like a little novice monk, bound by iron ropes.

Walk hard.

The surrounding imperial troops marched slowly around this decree, led by Huo Dou.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he wanted to rush up and say something, but was suddenly grabbed by the arm.

Looking back, it was Liao Qiu and Tu Tu.

Tutu made a silent gesture and pulled him to kneel down in an inconspicuous corner.

Only when the large army above them slowly passed by and escorted Pangpang into the Eighteen Hells did everyone gradually get up one by one.

For a moment, the entire city of Fusi was in complete chaos and whispers, and everyone was discussing this matter.

"Let's go!"

Tutala grabbed Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu and ran out of the city without looking back.

After sending the two of them out of the City of Wasted Death, Ding Xiaoyi was about to say something, but Tu Tu covered his mouth: "We can wait until we get back to talk about anything else. You and Liao Qiu go back first."

"And you?"

Liao Qiu asked quickly when he saw Tutu not going with him.

"Such a big thing has happened. No matter what, the emperor wants to give us an explanation. If the emperor doesn't agree... I'm afraid this matter can't be left alone."

After speaking, he glanced at Ding Xiaoyi: "Don't talk, don't ask, don't think, go back as soon as possible and wait for news from us."

After Tu Tu finished speaking, she left, leaving only Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu.

The two of them could only ride back on Ding Xiaoyi's motorcycle.

When the two of them rushed back to the door of Chaimu's new residence, Ding Xiaoyi and Liao Qiu were stunned.

I saw old man Guisong standing in front of the gate, looking at the snowy scene in front of him, waiting for them here.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned slightly, looked at each other with Liao Qiu, then got out of the car and walked forward to greet him.

"If I had known that senior would come here, it would be much more convenient for me to go home."

He tentatively said haha.

Old Man Guisong sneered when he heard this, and stared at his face with deep eyes: "Yes, if I had known that you could cause such a huge disaster, I should have come back with you."

As soon as he said this, his heart sank slightly, but he pretended to be surprised and said: "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything."

No matter what Pangpang found in Po Meng's former residence, he couldn't admit that he went to Po Meng's former residence specifically to look for this thing.

Seeing that he was still quibbling, Old Man Guisong's face became colder and colder.

"Don't think that you are lawless because of your relationship with the emperor. This matter is not over yet. You'd better keep your mouth shut, otherwise this matter will definitely not go well."

"I said, I don't know anything. Is your senior deliberately trying to intimidate me by saying this?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked cold and asked sharply with a firm attitude.

He was already very angry about what happened today, and now he was being taught a lesson in a face-to-face manner, which would make anyone else angry.

Old Guisong stared angrily when he heard this. Who is he? How could anyone dare to talk to him like this?

"presumptuous!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes dimmed, as if he was being sucked into the ground by a huge force. The huge pressure made him almost suffocate.

The world in front of him suddenly turned into darkness, and the figure of Old Man Guisong turned into a huge thing. It was so majestic that it made people look up but could not see his whole body.

"Ding Xiaoyi! Who do you think you are? The emperor is just remembering an old relationship. This is a great favor. You are ungrateful and dare to be so rebellious. Today I will teach you a lesson and let you know what it means to be generous!"

Old Man Guisong stretched out his palm, and the void in front of his eyes suddenly collapsed.

The void was cracked with countless cracks, making Ding Xiaoyi feel like he was about to be crushed together.

At the critical moment, a golden light flew out from Ding Xiaoyi's head and hung above his head.

"Boom!!"

The majestic bells rippled, causing the surrounding cracks to quickly subside.

"Huh!"

Old Man Guisong squinted his eyes and looked at the Five Elements Bell in surprise, but after observing it carefully for a moment, he sneered: "It's just an acquired thing after all!"

After saying that, he slowly stretched out his fingers, and the mountain-like finger peaks suddenly fell, and the terrifying aura seemed to crush them.

The Five Elements Bell buzzed and vibrated, making a harsh sound under the fingertips. With a "click!", the bell body actually dented a large piece, and as Old Man Guisong dropped his finger, the big dent was forming.

growing.

Suddenly, Old Man Guisong's expression changed drastically and he hurriedly stopped his hand, but it was too late. Ding Xiaoyi saw an extra object in his hand and threw it towards Old Man Guisong.

The thing was only three inches long and one finger wide. It was as black as ink, but it exuded a biting coldness. As Ding Xiaoyi threw it, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and hit the tip of Old Guisong's finger.

"Little thief!"

A sharp stabbing pain hit him, causing Old Man Guisong to roar and curse, but the sharp pain on his fingertips seemed to hit him like needles.

Suddenly, Ding Xiaoyi felt his eyes light up, and the abyss-like darkness immediately receded like a tide.

Looking at Old Man Guisong again, his left hand was swollen and black after eating, and a black mist visible to the naked eye filled his fingertips.

The burning pain made him scratch his heart with a hundred claws.

"Three Hua Nails! How come you have this thing!"

Looking at his fingers, Old Man Guisong's eyes were gloomy, with a cold light flashing from time to time.

This thing cannot be obtained by ordinary people. It requires the grievances of thousands of evil ghosts, soaking in the Wangchuan River for hundreds of years, and finally it takes an unlucky person with five degenerations of heaven and earth to refine it.
To be continued...
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