Chapter 567 The Three Envoys of the Northern Ming Jiuyou

The soul messenger and Zhiyulan still doubted themselves and came forward to touch the collar and sleeves of Emperor Gaoyang's emperors and five emperors, and looked left and right.

The Northern Emperor was frighted by them. He coughed and said strangely, "What are you doing? What do I have to see? Follow me to quell the rebellion of the gods and demons in Beiming.

Leng Wuxin said happily: "I have always heard that Emperor Zhuan is the Lord of the Northern Underworld and worshipped by the Jiuyou tribe. If Emperor Zhuan helps, it will be easy to fight against the rebellion."

The Northern Emperor nodded, pinched his fingers, suddenly turned around and stood, smiling, "They have arrived, and even Bai Wuchang has come. It's great. Let's meet them first."

Leng Wuxin, the soul messenger and Zhiyulan were stunned and didn't understand what they meant, but Mr. Mingyue and Feng Cailing suddenly realized. Feng Cailing couldn't help retreating a few steps and whispered, "The real ghosts from the ghosts of the ghost city of Fengdu are coming, and it's better for us not to see each other."

Mr. Mingyue smiled, grabbed the jade hand and wrist of Feng Cailing, and broke out of the apse with the Northern Emperor.

As soon as everyone arrived at the door, they saw a flash under the moon shadow, and others were caught off guard and almost fell.

Under the frost-like moonlight, a high crown was so prey that he held out a foot-and-long blood-red tongue, which was like a ghost-like white impermanence, and he didn't know what he was holding in his pale hands.

On the left and right sides of the white impermanence, there are the bull's head and the horse's face, one carrying the shackles sealed with the spell, and the other's hands holding the thick iron chain of the goose eggs.

Zhiyulanxin and Feng Cailing both exclaimed, especially Zhiyulanxin was not prepared at all. Suddenly, she saw it and fainted softly in the arms of the bright moon.

Only the Northern Emperor's face was as usual, and Nianxu smiled and said, "It's still time for you to come. Why did the king of the city send Bai Wuchang here? It's really rare that you don't have to be busy with enchanting ghosts in the middle of the night and come to help.

Bai Wuchang chattered, his long tongue shook slightly, and said with a smile, "Tonight, my black brother is busy alone. It's related to the reputation of the ghost city of our capital, and he sent me here. Hey hey, did the little girl faint? It's not about your soul, really, alas."

Mr. Mingyue grabbed Zhiyulan's heart well. Feng Cailing helped her pinch her. By the way, he glanced at Mingyue and said faintly, "Mr. Mingyue is happy to take advantage of people's danger. Do you need to hold her so tightly?"

Mr. Mingyue had a fever on his face and smiled.

Fortunately, Yulan woke up in a short time. Mr. Mingyue quickly comforted him, "The Lanxin girl is not afraid. It was sent by the real king of hell to assist the emperor. We have to clean up the fake Mingjun Yan Luo and the ghosts under his name. It's not here to seduce the soul. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. ."

Zhiyulan nodded in her heart, still looking very scared. She covered her face in the arms of Mr. Mingyue and did not dare to look at the three ghosts from the ghost city.

Feng Cailing was very angry and snorted coldly, "Congratulations to your bride and bride and *, hum!"

Zhiyulan's face turned red, and she quickly pushed away the bright moon. She came forward and took Feng Cailing's hand. She lowered her head and said, "Sarbell, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."

Feng Cailing smiled and said, "I'm kidding. Don't take it seriously, hee hee, just don't take him too cheap."

Mr. Mingyue only smiled bitterly and suddenly heard the master coldly say, "Huh? Soul brother, how did you hide behind me? Aren't you afraid? I know you are the roughest and boldest of all of us.

The enchanted messenger hurriedly said, "Shh! Cough, I'm afraid to die. It seems that not only the emperor Yan Luo and the ghost have been sentenced, but also me.

The Northern Emperor smiled and said, "Oh? Why should the soul messenger be afraid? Bai Wuchang and the bull's head and horse face only arrest evil people. The ghost city of Fongdu has always been clear between good and evil. It is written in the book of life and death, and it can never be wrong.

The soul messenger had to stand up, sing a big song to the three ghosts from the underworld of the capital first, and then said, "I'm also the soul messenger, and I bumped into the names of the three true messengers. Damn it."

The cow patted the soul messenger on the shoulder and laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. You are very good, so you can call the soul messenger. Although the three of us went to the underworld after the event, we must do a job for you in front of the king of hell. Maybe it can also be regarded as one of us, and we are predestined, haha."

The soul messenger quickly waved his hand and smiled bitterly, "No, no, I think it's better for me not to go. Isn't it the separation of yin and yang when I go to hell? I've been a man for two generations, and I still want to live a few more years."

Everyone laughed.

Mr. Mingyue turned around the three ghosts, looking at the three ghosts of Bai Wuchang and the bull-headed horse face, looked at the long tongue of the impermanent ghost, praised it, pointed to Bai Wuchang's miserable hand, and was surprised and said, "Bai Wuchang, what are you holding in your hand? Is it a very small magic weapon?

Bai Wuchang laughed and said, "This is a damn ghost we just hooked on the road. What I'm holding is his soul."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Whose soul is it?" Is there anyone who is about to die who brought it back by the way?

Bai Wuchang said, "It's not the ghost who died, but the soul that once slandered you. After that, the soul judged by the underworld Yan Luo and the ghost will be brought back to the ghost city of the capital and wait for the fall."

Except for the Northern Emperor's Zhuanqi, the bull's head and the horse's face, everyone was stunned and very curious. Feng Cailing said, "It turns out that the impermanence has detained the soul of the evil person who works as a tiger. It seems that the heaven is clear and the retribution is unpleasant. Can we see what his soul looks like?

Bai Wuchang said, "I can't see it. As soon as I let go, the soul of the wide nest platform will inevitably disperse and become a lonely ghost. Wouldn't it be wrong to hide again and find your troubles and haunt you day and night?"

When Feng Cailing heard this, she shivered and said quickly, "It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. Wuchang must be put away. Don't let him run out like a wandering soul, and I don't know if he will go to the 18th floor of hell?"

Bai Wuchang said, "This kind of treacherous villain will generally go to hell after death, and he must be reincarnated and live."

The enchanted messenger nodded and said, "Well, that's how it should be! The wicked should be rewarded with evil, which is very relieved.

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "It seems that the underworld king Yan Luo and the ghost judgment are also in trouble. Now the underworld ghost judgment has been seriously injured by me. I'm so angry that the three souls and seven souls are not complete. Wuchang and the bull-headed horse face need to find his bad luck first?"

Bai Wuchangdao; "Although the heavenly disability and the lack of the earth and the holy king's wheel are traitors in the north, they are nothing more than the heart of the king's hegemonic, not a great evil, and it is still acceptable. However, Huhan'er's family was killed by the underworld emperor Yanluo and the ghost, which also ruined the reputation of our capital ghost city. You only beat the ghost and spit blood, which was too light. Judge Cui specially ordered to lock him up!"