The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

It would be a lie to say that she didn't feel heartbroken. Now that she had come this far, no one could be left out. She was panicking and her hands were shaking as she applied medicine to Qi Baige.

Just as he was worried, Long Jin saw two people.

"Finally here! It's so slow!" Long Jin said angrily.

Jing Chen and Feng Xiao reached the nineteenth floor at the same time. They both had minor injuries, but fortunately, they were not serious. Mu Hanxing hurriedly asked about their health: "How are you? Are you okay? What took you so long?"

As soon as Feng Xiao saw her, he took her into his arms and started to act coquettishly: "Sister..."

"..."

"There are many little ghosts on my floor who are also good at using spiritual fire. I couldn't gain any advantage, so I just spent some time." He said coquettishly, looking pitiful.

"Good, I'm glad you're safe." She patted his back quickly. "What about you? How are you?"

Jing Chen had never been so tired before. He sighed and sat aside to rest. His face was not very good. "I am a little tired after the night parade of a hundred ghosts. I will take a rest. Please wait for me for a moment."

Everyone was silent for a moment. No one knew what the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" was like, but seeing that he looked tired and had injuries on his body, he must have fought three fierce battles.

In order to treat everyone equally, Mu Hanxing went over to apply medicine on him personally. Jingchen didn't even have the heart to joke with her. He just had a sullen face and said nothing.

"Everyone, take the medicine first and regulate your breathing. We'll go over later. I think I see the Palace of King You." Mu Hanxing looked towards the magnificent palace in the distance.

……

Several people rested for a while and each of them had almost adjusted their breathing. Mu Hanxing was the most relaxed one and didn't need to adjust her breathing much. She was lucky this time.

After readjusting themselves, everyone gathered together and stepped forward. They didn't get close just now, but when they really stepped into the long street and walked deeper, they found that the closer they got to the Palace of King You, the stricter the security was. Many little ghosts with swords, spears, and halberds were patrolling near the Palace of King You, at least fifty of them. They would probably have to use all of their newly recovered spiritual power.

"Who are you?!" One of the little ghosts quickly discovered their group and asked loudly.

"We are here to wait for her in accordance with the Saint's instructions." Mu Hanxing said.

"What?" The little ghosts looked at each other in bewilderment. "I didn't hear that the Saint Lady had a distinguished guest today."

"There are so many little devils pretending to be here all day long! Come on!" the little devil with a green face and fangs shouted, swinging the trident in his hand over.

I know that reasoning doesn’t work in the ghost world.

Several people started fighting again in an instant. More than fifty little devils jumped up and started beating them fiercely. They had been tempered by thousands of times and had been through hell, so how could they be afraid of a few little devils? They fought back fiercely with their weapons.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from the nineteenth floor, and the crackling sound was incessant. However, the ghosts saw that these people were not to be trifled with, so their movements became stiff and they were terrified. Just as they were about to use some kind of ghost world formation, Mu Hanxing swept his sword energy across, forcibly dividing the battlefield and disrupting the ghosts' formation!

Several little ghosts were knocked to the ground by the sword energy, and they jumped up and down and yelled, "Who the hell are you?"

"We came here to talk to you in order to negotiate, but you were the one who took action first, right?" Mu Hanxing asked with a frown.

"You broke into the 19th floor without any reason, which is a violation of the rules!" the little ghost shouted.

"Who stipulated that we can't enter the ghost world? If it's the King of Ghost here, it's just right for us to meet him." She was a little addicted to fighting and began to provoke crazily.

"You have one less fight to make, yet you are still acting so recklessly. Ha." Cang Xue started to speak sarcastically at the right time.

"You..." The little devil raised his knife, fork, sword and halberd, his teeth were about to break. In a hundred years, no group of people could be so arrogant!

The point is, they couldn't even defeat the team that was specifically responsible for guarding the Palace of King You.

"Go call the Saint and let her punish them!" another little devil said gritting his teeth.

"No, I'm back."

As he was speaking, a voice came from a distance.

Everyone looked over to a nearby location and saw Mo Ziyuan, who had just returned from official business. She had a somewhat cold expression on her face and was very steady. She seemed different from the cute fifteen-year-old girl that Qi Baige had described to her before. Is it true that after a person dies once, their temperament will change?

Mo Ziyuan approached them, looking at Qi Baige with a complex emotion in her eyes. She said, "I didn't want you to come here. After all, this is the nineteenth level of hell. Even if you are immortal cultivators, you are in danger of dying. If you can't get the broken soul, there will be little ghosts to pick you up and send you back safely."

Several people were silent. It turned out that the Saint knew everything and just wanted them to retreat. Unexpectedly, they all successfully obtained the broken souls and were safe and sound when they reached the 19th floor.

"Sister Ziyuan, I have a lot to tell you." Qi Baige said anxiously.

Mo Ziyuan vaguely knew their purpose, so he subconsciously wanted to avoid them. The Jiuzhou Ding could not be handed over. The newly established ghost world needed order and magical instruments to govern the country. Things that were hard to obtain could not be handed over to others.

"You all should retreat first. These people are indeed my friends." Mo Ziyuan ordered the group of little ghosts guarding the Palace of King You.

The little ghosts looked at them indignantly and had to retreat temporarily.

As soon as the ghosts retreated, Mo Ziyuan said to Qi Baige earnestly, "Sister Baige, this is not the place you should come to. Although I know you are half immortal, the ghost world is different from the three realms after all. Living people cannot stay here for long."

Qi Baige stepped forward and held her hand, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never thought that she would see her again: "Tell me about yourself. I know you were in a lot of pain before. How did you come to the ghost world to reshape your body?"

Mo Ziyuan lowered her head and remained silent. Mu Hanxing and the others did not disturb the two sisters from reminiscing at this critical moment, but stood in the distance in silence.

"I once turned into a lonely soul and met my brother on Qihua Island." Mo Ziyuan whispered.

These words shocked Mu Hanxing and Qi Baige at the same time.

"What did you say? Have you been back? Has Brother Mo seen you?" Qi Baige asked.

"Yes, it was the King of Hell who allowed me to return home to visit my brother after seven days, but when I floated back to the Flower Praying Island, I found that my brother had also..." Mo Ziyuan felt heartbroken, "Although my brother is different from ordinary people, I didn't expect that the inner elixir of my master could not protect him. But for some reason, my brother could see my soul. After we met in the world of the living, the King of Hell ordered me to return to the ghost world. Since then, I have been staying in the ghost world to cultivate a new body and wait for my brother to come and accompany me. Maybe he will also be destined to come here and reunite with me in the underworld."

Mu Hanxing remembered that he seemed to have vaguely heard that the residents of Qihua Island said that they had seen the second island master muttering to himself in the middle of the night. He looked weird and no one knew what he was doing.

Maybe at that time, he was meeting his sister who had turned into a ghost, and the other islanders just couldn't see Ziyuan's soul.