Prince? They actually called me Prince?

I looked at Qianyu in surprise, a little confused.

But soon I remembered something and looked down at my chest.

At this moment, the only thing hanging on my chest was the sun and moon spirit, except for the small trumpet that Xiaobao gave me.

Originally, I hid these two things in my clothes. When I was wearing clothes by the river, I hung them outside without paying attention.

But when I saw this horn, I felt relieved. They were not worshiping me, but worshiping this small horn.

To be precise, they worship Xiaobao!

I didn't expect that Xiaobao's status in the underworld would be so high that just one of his objects could make the ghost messenger kneel down.

This made me curious about Xiaobao's identity again. Could he be really just the godson of King Yama?

Or is he the Ghost King? Or the demon Bai Jiu mentioned?

I had no way to know. If I wanted to know this, I could only wait until he came back and let him tell me by himself.

I haven't seen him for so long, and I really miss him a little, and I don't know how he is now.

He said that if he wants to come back and straverse the demon world with me, he will definitely be fine!

I looked at the two ghosts kneeling in front of me again, and immediately cursed in my heart, if I had known this, I wouldn't have to be so frustrated.

Judging from the current situation, I guess I could throw out a small trumpet and let the ghost messenger lead the way for me.

I ignored these two ghost messengers, winked at Qianyu, and walked directly to the Iron Tree Hell.

......

When Qianyu and I walked into the Iron Tree Hell, the shrill roar and howling instantly became clearer.

The sound was dense and sharp, as if it was about to pierce the eardrum, making people feel irritated.

There is only one road here. We walked along this road, but we could no longer see the figures of those people in the heaven.

During this period, Qianyu and I met ghost workers several times, but when I raised the small trumpet in my hand, they would immediately fall to the ground.

I have to say that the small trumpet that Xiaobao gave me is really good.

When we are going deeper into it, we can already see some execution places.

The execution sites were all iron trees ranging from ten meters to twenty meters, and there were no leaves on the branches of the iron trees.

What hung on those branches were extremely sharp blades, each of which emitted a cold light.

And those are the leaves on these iron branches!

Not only are the leaves a blade, but even the interlaced branches are also very sharp.

On the edges of those iron trees covered with sharp blades, there will be a platform that is strangely tall as the iron tree.

As for those ghosts who were executed, they wanted to climb onto the high platform, be pushed down from the high platform by the ghost messenger, and push them onto the iron trees!

The ghost who was executed will be cut through the body by a sharp blade on the iron tree during the process of falling.

He was even cut off in half, torn apart by the blade on the iron tree, and suffered from being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Although ordinary ghosts do not feel pain, these ghosts who are executed have pain and are always awake.

Every knife was slashed on them, and they had to bear the same pain as when they had physical body.

And when they fall to the ground, they will not be distracted, and their souls will heal and reorganize again.

After that, he climbed up to the high platform again and repeated until he was released from prison.

I can't understand this kind of pain, maybe only those ghosts falling from the high platform know it.

......

I don’t know how long we walked, but we reached the end of the Iron Tree Hell.

Here, there is a towering tree nearly a hundred meters high, and a large iron tree full of sharp blades.

And those people from the heavenly realm were standing under the iron tree, looking at the ghosts falling from the iron tree.

Qianyu and I quietly snorted over, hid in the dark, and observed their situation.

Waiting for an opportunity to rescue Chen Yanxi, it just happened to see what those people in the heavenly realm wanted to do.

At this moment, I saw the man in the golden silk robe, suddenly raised his hand, pointed at a falling ghost, and said lightly: "That, stay."

As soon as the man in the golden silk robe finished speaking, the ghost man who led them in immediately shouted to a horse face on the side:

"That person, take that aside, no more execution."

I looked at it for a while, and the man in the golden silk robe pointed at several ghosts again.

I was confused and didn't know what he left these ghosts for, but I knew that this should be their purpose here.

When I was thinking about how to rescue Chen Yanxi, the man in the golden silk robe spoke again.

He said to the King Zang beside him: "Zang, you were taken out from here seven hundred years ago, weren't you?"

"Yes, Marquis, I also want to thank the heaven for its kindness." King Zang said respectfully.

Seven hundred years! From what they said, King Zang was tortured here before, and was finally taken away by people from heaven.

"The heaven does not love you, it is you who passes the test. If you fail the test, no one will care about you." The man in the robe said bluntly.

King Zang remained silent and did not dare to refute the man in the robe at all.

Test? They choose ghosts from here and then let them pass the test?

What kind of test is that? And what do they want these ghosts to do for them? I was puzzled.

"Who are you!" Suddenly, a stern shout came from behind us!

I suddenly turned around and found a bull's head glaring at me. We were discovered!

After this shout, all the ghost messengers present rushed towards the place.

Including those people from the heavenly realm, they were also attracted by the movements here.

Since they have been discovered, there is no need to hide. Qianyu and I walked out directly.

Qianyu and I instantly became the focus of the place and were surrounded by dozens of cow heads and horses.

"Take them down!" The ghost messenger who led the way ordered the arrest of Qianyu and me without saying a word.

In order to wait for the ghost messengers to do something, I slowly lifted my hand and held up the small trumpet that Xiaobao gave me.

The moment those ghost messengers saw the horn, they all looked frightened, and even the ghost messenger led the way was no exception.

"Greetings to the prince!" The ghost messengers knelt down one after another.

I glanced at the ghost messenger kneeling on the ground and said sternly: "Get out!"

"Yes!" The ghost messenger responded at the same time, and stood up and left at the same time, without even daring to look back.

Including the evil ghost who led the way, he did not look at the people in the heavenly realm and ran away with the ghost messengers.

What did this little treasure do to these ghost messengers in the underworld?

"Can two humans actually run rampant in the underworld? Interesting, interesting." After the ghost officer left, the man in the golden robe looked at me and Qianyu and said.

"Chen Yanxi, come back, let's go home." I ignored the man in the golden silk robe and said directly to Chen Yanxi.

But Chen Yanxi's eyes were indeed dull, as if she hadn't heard me speak at all.

Now I can finally be sure that this man must have had some trouble with Chen Yanxi.

"Oh? Do you know my maid?" The man in the golden silk robe waved the origami fan in his hand and looked at me with interest.

Maid? He actually said that Chen Yanxi was his maid?

Looking at his stinky fart look, I was extremely upset. I shouted: "Let her go, otherwise I will kill you!"

Although I don’t know how strong he is, since he has already met him, he can’t lose in terms of momentum.

"Kill me?" An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man in the golden silk robe:

"Ha... for many years, no one dares to say this to me, Kaiyang Hou."
Chapter completed!