After rebirth, he was pampered by the disabled prince.

But in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. It is impossible for anyone to talk about his appearance. When they feel his cultivation, they want to take off their clothes and crawl into his bed. Who cares about what he looks like?

Mu Xinghe looked at the man's face getting darker and darker, smiled, and then took Mu Feiyan's hand, "Let's go."

"Well, let's go, the air here is not good." Mu Feiyan pretended to raise her hand and waved it in front of her nose, as if to disperse some smell.

The man behind him had his chest heaving violently, but he did not lose his mind. He just stared at Mu Feiyan's back with burning eyes.

Mu Feiyan, no matter in terms of life experience or appearance, is equally good, but her personality is too stubborn and she cannot tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes.

When Mu Qingyu saw the man staring at Mu Feiyan, she quickly stepped forward, rubbed him with the turbulent thing, and called out softly, "Brother Qing, let's go too."

Zou Qingbi was distraught, but he knew where he was now, so he suppressed the anger in his heart and followed him.

After exiting the passage, they came to a large room. There were countless tongues hanging above the room, and blood was flowing all over the floor. There were countless iron tongs on both sides of the room. If you look carefully behind the iron tongs, you will find many black shadows.

"Ah... what is this!" The people behind were frightened when they saw this scene. Mu Qingyu yelled and simply threw herself into Zou Qing's arms.

Mu Xinghe and Mu Feiyan looked at each other and said at the same time, "Tongue-pulling hell."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, "Isn't this going to go through eighteen levels of hell?"

"That's not certain. This is the tomb of the shark. Looking at the murals, the shark is still the overlord of the sea. Her secret realm is naturally not simple."

"But how are you going to survive these eighteen levels of hell? To be honest, this first level is very disgusting."

"Anyone in the world who sows dissension, slanders and harms others, is glib and clever, and lies and deceives others will be sent to tongue-pulling hell." Mu Xinghe said lightly, "I think as long as you have not done these things, You should be able to walk right over.”

Mu Feiyan bumped her with her arm, "You didn't commit any crime?"

"how is this possible?"

"Then you still say?"

"I think there should be some of them." Mu Xinghe looked at the people around him. There were eighteen people in total. There were far more than eighteen who were in the passage outside just now. Now there are only eighteen people in this room. I don't know if they were blocked. Even though it's outside, this secret realm is also divided into parallel spaces, and different people enter different spaces.

There are indeed people here who are not guilty. "I have never even told a white lie, but how can I trust you? What if the clearance method is not like this?"

Mu Xinghe said calmly, "I only came here based on the characteristics of tongue pulling hell, I didn't let you choose to believe it."

Indeed, whether you want to get over it or not, that is your own business and has nothing to do with others.

At this time, a man moved. He raised his hands, and there were silver threads moving between his hands. Then, a figure appeared in the tongue-pulling hell. The man was walking slowly, as if he was shopping.

Mu Feiyan whispered to Mu Xinghe, "That is the puppet, and this is the puppet master."

Only then did Mu Xinghe notice this puppet master. He and Zou Qing were like two extremes. One was dressed in white as if his parents were dead, and the other was dressed in black. His face was covered by a wide hat, except for his fair and slender pair of eyes. His fingers didn't show any skin.

Mu Xinghe was a little confused. This person's cultivation level was only at the stage of becoming a god. Why was his sense of existence so low? His outfit could be said to be very conspicuous, but she had not noticed his presence before.

Mu Feiyan seemed to see Mu Xinghe's doubts and explained: "This is the skill of the puppet master. He can reduce his own presence."

Mu Xinghe nodded, and then watched the puppet enter the Tongue Pulling Hell, and passed through the Tongue Pulling Hell safely. Then his hands moved quickly, and suddenly, his figure disappeared from the place.

And Mu Xinghe caught his figure, he was passing through the tongue-pulling hell at an extremely fast speed, and Mu Xinghe could only see his afterimage.

The brats on both sides seemed to sense something and immediately took action, very quickly, but their speed was not as fast as the man's.

In almost an instant, the man and the puppet exchanged places. The kid holding the iron pliers was in the center of the room. He seemed confused, but he didn't find the target and returned to his original place.

The man's hand moved again, and the puppet disappeared. He turned around and pushed the door, but found that the door could not be pushed open.

It seems that only if they come together can they enter the next room.

And at this moment, someone noticed that a stick of incense appeared next to him, and the incense was burning slowly.

"When did this fragrance appear?"

"What does this fragrance mean?"

The appearance of this incense brought waves of panic to people. Mu Qingyu was trembling with fear, "Brother Qing, what should we do? Should we continue walking?"

"You can't retreat, so you have no choice but to leave." The woman who spoke was wearing a pink and white dress. Her face looked like that of a lady, with a gentle and elegant air, but her temperament was... , extremely charming.

This woman was also Zou Qing's best friend. Although she was not as clingy to him as Mu Qingyu, the look in their eyes was extremely sticky.

Mu Qingyu naturally knew this woman. When she saw what she said, she didn't choke on her, but asked softly, "Brother Qing, do we have to go there too? But that's so scary!"

"It's okay, I'll take you there." With that said, Zou Qing put his arms around Mu Qingyu's waist, and then rushed into the tongue-pulling hell formation. Immediately, those brats came with iron pliers.

Zou Qing released his spiritual power and attacked with one strike, but it seemed to be filled with cotton and did not cause any harm to the kid.

Zou Qing did not bother, but chose to speed up and move forward. However, the next second, those hanging tongues began to extend indefinitely, attacking the two of them.

Zou Qing dodged immediately, but there were too many tongues. The attack of the tongues was not high, but it could penetrate the realm of the Mahayana stage. The sticky tongues hit the body, which was not painful but disgusting.

Mu Qingyu was so disgusted that she was taken out of the tongue-pulling hell and lay on the side retching non-stop.

Zou Qing was also disgusted by those tongues. Mucus was everywhere on his body. His neck and cheeks were all touched by tongues, and his face was extremely dark.

Mu Feiyan said, "It's a bit disgusting."

Mu Xinghe nodded, "It's not just disgusting."

"What should I do?"

"What else can we do?" The two looked at each other helplessly, and then they immediately rushed in.

They immediately enveloped the field. Although the field could not block the tongue, it could resist the imp.