Yin Cao's little son-in-law

"Go and summon other ghosts and gods to guard the passage."

"Once the evil spirits inside come out, kill them on the spot!"

Yan Jun said in a cold tone.

The ancients said that being with a king is like being with a tiger, and it is true.

This Yan Jun was like a loving father when I talked to Yan Xiaoxu before, and now he has turned into a cruel king.

The changing face made me really unbearable.

Yan Jundian, I don't want to stay any longer.

However, this guy is my future father-in-law after all.

No matter how weird it is, now I have to be a ninja.

Bai Yanlang seemed to be hesitant, but with Yan Jun's shout, Bai Yanlang finally stopped insisting.

Bai Yanlang's face became extremely ugly under this shout.

There was a smile on his face when he was facing Yan Jun, but when he turned his head, his face became extremely cold.

When he looked at the three of us, there was still a trace of resentment in his eyes.

It seems that we have vented our grievances on the three of us.

This made me have to pay more attention.

"follow me!"

Bai Yanlang disappeared after saying a word.

This guy obviously did it on purpose, and actually played us in front of Yan Jun, and made us disappear out of thin air.

Suddenly, the atmosphere was very awkward.

The three of us looked at each other without knowing where Bai Yanlang went.

Seeing this, Yan Jun said to Hei Muer: "I don't know what the hell this kid Bai Yanlang is doing, Hei Muer, send them there."

"Okay, Yan Jun."

As soon as the words fell, Hei Muer's figure appeared outside the hall.

After bidding farewell to Lord Yan, we hurriedly followed Hei Muer.

Along the way, Hei Muer and I walked side by side.

Hei Muer was silent and only cared about his journey, but Da Huang and Xiao Huang behind him were very interested in everything around them.

Not long after, we came to a vermilion gate.

A black plaque on the door reads "Tongue Pulling Hell" in big characters.

The handwriting is blood red, as if written with blood.

And crooked, it seems that the blood on it has not been drained.

However, as ghosts and gods, we did not feel the slightest discomfort, but rather excited.

But at this moment, Da Huang and Xiao Huang behind them stood there motionless.

To be precise, it's just that Xiao Huang didn't move.

Da Huang was sitting on Xiao Huang's body, staring at Xiao Huang curiously.

"Little Huang, what the hell are you doing, why didn't you move?"

I turned my head and asked curiously.

"Boss Tong, I feel like I'm dreaming. Have we really reached the first level of tongue-pulling hell?"

"Why don't you pinch me and try?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Huang cried out.

Da Huang was a little angry when he saw Xiao Huang refused to leave, but now Xiao Huang asked me to pinch him.

Before I could make a move, Da Huang pinched Xiao Huang's back fiercely. The painful Xiao Huang bared her teeth and screamed.

"Boss, don't use so much force, can you? It's been hard for me to carry you, and you don't even know how to be lighter."

Xiao Huang said aggrievedly.

"Who told you to be so slow? I'm going to hell to see if the eighteen levels of hell are as terrifying as the legends say!"

"Boss, you are perverted, you are a woman, the tongue pulled out in this tongue pulling hell looks disgusting."

"I want you to take care of it! Go forward obediently."

Da Huang said arrogantly.

In desperation, Xiao Huang could only keep up with us with his head down.

When he came to the gate, Hei Mu'er stopped his footsteps and turned to me and said, "General Tong, you are a ghost of the underworld now, as long as you hit your yin energy on the gate of hell, the gate will automatically open. Yes, after the door opens, there will be a ladder, go down the stairs and go through the eighteenth hell, and then you will reach the entrance of the nineteenth hell."

After finishing speaking, Hei Muer turned around and was about to leave. Hei Mu'er suddenly turned back and said to me: "By the way, I forgot to remind you, try not to provoke Bai Yanlang, he is not something you can provoke, at least not now!"

As soon as the words fell, Hei Mu'er disappeared.

"Tch, what's the big deal, isn't it just a white-eyed wolf, this girl beats him every minute!"

After listening to Hei Muer's words, Rhubarb seemed a little bit aggrieved for me, winked and waved his little fist in the direction Hei Muer left.

It seems that they really want to fight with Bai Yanlang.

When I walked along the way just now, I purposely felt the breath of Hei Muer's body.

As a ghost and god, his aura is much stronger than the three of us.

I guess it should be that the realm of ghosts and gods is also divided into four realms: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the peak stage.

The three of us should be in the early stages of ghosts and gods, while Hei Muer and Bai Yanlang should be in the peak of ghosts and gods.

Otherwise, with so many ghosts and gods under Yan Jun, it would be impossible for the two of them to accompany him.

No wonder I felt that even the three of us together were no match for Bai Yanlang.

Although I am very happy that Da Huang complained about my grievances, I still try not to have any confrontation with that Bai Yanlang right now.

If you really piss this guy off, the three of us will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, I said to Da Huang and Xiao Huang: "You two must follow me closely after you enter the eighteenth floor of hell, and don't provoke Bai Yanlang after you meet him."

"Especially you, Rhubarb!"

"Well, just don't provoke that Bai Yanlang, but I don't know why I feel uncomfortable when I see that guy and want to beat him up!"

Just as he promised not to provoke others, Da Huang is ready to beat others up again.

I am really speechless.

In desperation, I could only hug Rhubarb and Xiaohuang.

Holding Rhubarb with one hand, a cloud of Yin Qi hit the vermilion door in front of him.

"Squeak" sounded.

The door opened slowly.

As soon as a gap was opened on the side, the overwhelming wailing came out.

This cry really makes one's scalp tingle.

After the three of us got used to the cry a little at the door, we entered the hell of tongue pulling.

The gate is very spacious, and there are two ghost soldiers standing on both sides every ten meters, holding mourning sticks.

This mourning stick is specially used to fight ghosts, and it can directly hit the soul when hit on a person.

With one blow, the soul flies away!

In the underworld, this is just the lowest level weapon.

Each of the ghost soldiers holds a stick.

After seeing the three of us coming in, the ghost pawns standing aside hurriedly bowed down to salute us.

In a blink of an eye, he passed the long corridor, and there was a circular hollow in front of him.

Scarlet rays of light shot up into the sky from below, dyeing the surrounding area red.

At the end of the corridor, there are steps leading down the wall.

Standing at the end of the corridor and looking down, one by one ghosts are hanging on the wooden stakes below.

The ghost soldiers are holding their tongues with hooks and trying to pull them out. This scene is frightening to watch.