Chapter 2597 By the Forgotten River (13)
In front of the Hall of the King of Hell, Chuzheng got off the sedan chair.
The layout is no different from the ground, except that the color is changed to a uniform black.
In front of the gate, there was no figure of the King of Hell.
Chuzheng thought she would at least have to go through a process or something, but it turned out not to be the case!
She was led directly to the room.
"..."
Chuzheng originally wanted to see the King of Hell, so she took the opportunity to kidnap him...
Who would have thought that the King of Hell would do this to her?
How could she explain this to the little thing?
Xue Hu jumped out of Chu Zheng's sleeves, "Sister Zheng, what should we do now?"
Chuzheng: "Go and bring Peng Yu in."
Those she had brought with her were left outside and could not follow.
Snow Fox expressed his understanding and climbed out of the window.
Chuzheng closed the window and looked around the room.
This room has also been decorated, and everything is festive.
You can tell that the King of Hell takes it seriously, but he didn’t even show up since he was in place.
You might say you don't take it seriously, but the things that were sent and the decorations were very thoughtful.
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Chuzheng didn't wait long. The door was suddenly pushed open and a tall figure walked in from outside.
The visitor was wearing men's wedding clothes and came in from the door, walking slowly and leisurely.
And he wore a mask with a green face and fangs, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.
Chuzheng: "..."
What kind of look is this?
She had never seen the King of Hell since she came here, and she had no idea what his virtues were.
He couldn't have met people like this before, right?
The King of Hell closed the door and stood at the door without speaking, just staring at her.
Chuzheng is stable. If you don’t move, I won’t move. Let’s see who moves first!
In the end, it was the King of Hell who spoke first: "Don't you ask me why I want to marry you?"
Chuzheng asked back, "Why did you agree if you didn't ask me?"
Yama:"……"
King of Hell: "Why?"
"Because..." Chuzheng paused, "It's not easy to find you."
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Xuehu and Pengyu avoided the patrolling ghosts and moved carefully.
Finally, with great difficulty, he reached the window where Chu Zheng was.
As soon as they arrived, they heard a muffled sound inside.
Peng Yu subconsciously pushed open the window.
In the room, a man wearing the same wedding dress as Chuzheng was wrapped in black silk and satin, and Chuzheng stood in front of the man holding one end of the silk.
Seeing that Chu Zheng was fine, Peng Yu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Chuzheng turned to look at him and motioned for them to come in.
Xue Hu jumped in from beside Peng Yu, and crouched on Chu Zheng's shoulders.
Peng Yu supported the window sill, jumped in, and closed the window smoothly.
Peng Yu glanced at the tightly tied man and asked, "Is he the King of Hell?"
"...Probably." Chuzheng was unsure.
Xue Hu knew him, "That's right."
The King of Hell was also seriously injured in the battle three hundred years ago.
It is said that his appearance was ruined, so from then on, Yama has been wearing a mask.
Everyone has long been used to it and doesn’t think there’s anything wrong.
The King of Hell glanced at Peng Yu. Peng Yu was also wearing a mask. Although it was a bit strange, it did not attract too much attention from the King of Hell.
"This is my mansion. If you attack me, do you think you can leave here safely?"
Chuzheng's thinking was clear, "I'll just take you with me."
"..."
He still underestimated Meng Po's strength.
The merit gained from Meng Po Tang was enough to make her grow to a terrifying level.
"Mother Meng, how about we make a deal?"
"What kind of deal do we have to make?" Chuzheng pulled a chair and asked Peng Yu to sit down first.
The King of Hell's eyes fell on Peng Yu again, feeling that this person's figure was somewhat familiar.
Where have I seen...
The King of Hell temporarily suppressed his doubts: "You are the last member of Meng Po's clan, but have you ever thought about who will succeed you after your mission is over."
Chuzheng: "If there is a reason, the laws of heaven and earth will naturally derive new rules, and I don't need to worry about it."
The King of Hell choked for a while and then said: "But this is something belonging to your Meng Po clan, don't you want to continue it?"
Chuzheng thought for a while and said, "I have never accepted the mission of continuing the Meng Po clan."
Yama:"……"
The king of hell couldn't talk any more.
Chuzheng walked towards the King of Hell, reaching out to take off his mask.
The King of Hell stepped back and said, "Meng Po, what do you want to do!"
"You want to marry me, but why can't I see what you look like?" Chuzheng pressed her hand on the King of Hell, as if ice had condensed in her calm eyes.
The King of Hell was held down by Chu Zheng and could not struggle.
The mask was slowly lifted up, and then suddenly lifted off in the next second.
A face exactly like Peng Yu's was exposed in the air.
There are also some differences.
Peng Yu's face was much calmer and gentler.
This face looks very angry and destroys a lot of beauty.
It's like the contrast between good and evil.
Chuzheng: "..."
Snow Fox: "..."
Peng Yu: "..."
"Your brother?" Chuzheng couldn't help but ask Peng Yu.
Peng Yu: "..."
It looks like it is.
When the King of Hell heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, his pupils narrowed slightly, and he stared at Peng Yu.
After a while, the King of Hell suddenly burst out laughing, "No wonder I searched all over the underworld and couldn't find you. Only Po Meng can hide people. Why didn't I think of that?"
At that time, I heard that the last place he appeared was the Samsara Inn, and the King of Hell specially asked people to search for it.
But no one was found.
In addition, he felt that Meng Po had nothing to do with him, so she would not fight against him.
No wonder...
No wonder...
Peng Yu took off the mask.
Two identical faces have a great visual impact.
Peng Yu asked: "Who am I?"
The King of Hell narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can't you remember?"
Peng Yu admitted: "Yes."
"..."
The King of Hell was probably weighing whether what Peng Yu said was true or false.
"Why are you exactly like me, and who are you?"
"Who am I?" The King of Hell chuckled, then suddenly changed his face in the next second, and anger filled his entire face, "I am you, you are me."
Peng Yu's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"
The King of Hell twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a strange smile, "Do you really want to know?"
Peng Yu's hands on his knees tightened, "I want to know."
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Three hundred years ago.
An evil spirit suppressed in the forbidden area of the underworld broke the seal and caused a bloody storm in the underworld.
The king of hell led everyone to a tragic victory.
This is the version known to everyone in the underworld.
However, what they didn't know was the origin of the evil spirit at that time and what happened during the fight between the King of Hell and the evil spirit.
There are eighteen levels of hell in the underworld, but there is also a forbidden area.
What is suppressed in the forbidden area will never see the light of day again.
An evil spirit, no matter how virtuous or powerful it is, can be suppressed in a forbidden place.
Because he is not an evil spirit per se, he is the inner demon of the King of Hell.
The king of hell found out that he had inner demons, so he peeled them off.
Inner demons cannot be eliminated by brute force.
The king of hell knows this, so he can only peel it off.
The inner demon that was stripped out was simply sealed at first, because he felt that such a seal was enough to deal with him.
He underestimated his inner demons.
He also underestimated the evil thoughts growing in his own heart.
Those things are nourishment for the inner demons. The more he thinks like that, the stronger he becomes.
