Shut Up! I Am Not a Sea King!

Don't worry about ghosts and monsters.

It was cut with a sword.

She coldly glanced at the crowd around her.

He is 1.5 meters tall and has an aura of five meters!

Invariably.

The crowd all took a few steps back.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie dead silence.

Even in the Underworld, there are still a limited number of people with strength like Chang Xi.

Either holding important positions in various cities, or wandering in the wilderness looking for opportunities to leave the underworld.

Withdrawing the sword, he stepped to the front of the crowd.

Looking at the crooked words in the notice on the wall, Chang Xi frowned.

What is written on it?

this moment.

Changxi fell into a hell called "Cultural Desert".

She couldn't understand the text on the notice.

......

......

Contains the city of injustice.

Pretty much the same scene.

But the result is completely different.

"Let let! Let let!"

The disheveled Liu Menghan squeezed into the crowd, relying on the advantage of his long legs, even if he didn't squeeze to the front, he still saw the notice on the wall.

but--

Liu Menghan looked at the notice, confused.

What is written on it! ?

Why can't the little girl understand?

But huddled in the crowd and eavesdropped for a while, from some understandable words, Liu Menghan got a general idea.

She turned away.

fight?

Pooh!

No dogs go!

She is as beautiful as a flower, more delicate than a flower, as beautiful as a fairy, born with beauty, beautiful and heavenly...!

What if you accidentally die?

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Chapter 183 179 People sit at home, pots come from heaven

Jiuyou City.

The glutton's huge and ugly body was prostrate on the ground, corrosive saliva dripped from the big mouths all over his body, and flowed down the wrinkled iron-blue skin.

sizzle-

The dripping saliva landed on the black ground, emitting bursts of blue smoke.

The mouth on the scorpion-like tail held a deep black square imprint in front of his eyes, and the glutton looked at it with interest.

This is the last relic left by the former lord of Jiuyou City - the imprint of Huangquan!

The original owner of Jiuyou City was a grey-white stone sculpture who had lived for an unknown number of years and had some shit luck to become a twelve-star statue.

But for the glutton, this opponent is still too weak.

——As a twelve star, he doesn't even have ghosts.

So after the glutton came to Jiuyou City, the other party had no power to resist, and was eaten raw by him like a weak little chicken.

Because of the existence of ghosts, the other party couldn't even escape.

Before eating each other alive, the glutton also got some unexpected news.

"As long as you get seven of these things, can you find the wealth and power left by ghosts and gods in the underworld?"

Staring at the mark in front of him, he opened his mouth full of fangs, showing a ferocious smile.

Swallow the mark into the stomach in one gulp.

"Ghost fox, next time we meet, I will definitely eat you this time! Hahaha...!"

In the dark city lord's mansion, violent laughter rang endlessly.

......

......

Outside Jiuyou City, on the bank of the Santu River.

--Jingle Bell!

The crisp copper bells echoed.

Soon.

A ferry broke through the blood-yellow water and sailed in from the Santu River.

The ferryman stood on the boat, her blue hair was blown by the river wind, her green pupils were as deep as a starry sky, and the black flames in her ghost pupils were burning, like a fairy or a ghost.

Chen Yu waved enthusiastically, and said cheekily: "Girl, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Ferryman: "..."

She squinted at the copper bell in Chen's hand, her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was cold: "Flight."

Shake the copper bell once, pay the boat fee three times.

"Here."

Chen Yu not only paid for ringing the bell, but also paid for the boat fare several times.

After collecting the fare, the ferryman still showed no expression: "Go on board."

Chen Yu hurriedly jumped onto the boat.

The ferry swayed, and the moon beast poked its head out of his arms

The ferryman supported the bamboo pole and said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Chen Yu opened his mouth and said, "Go to your heart!"

Ferryman: "..."

The bamboo pole was on the surface of the river, and she said expressionlessly, "It's here."

Chen Yu was a little suffocated.

He took the second place: "Then go to my heart!"

After a little silence, the ferryman calmly supported the bamboo pole, and she tapped her chin: "Here we are."

It really is a profiteer.

It doesn't even need to be installed.

Chen Yu was convinced.

Although he was prepared, he still couldn't help complaining: "Girl, if you change your career to become a businessman in the future, please remember to ask me, I will invest for you, and we will split the bill fifty-fifty!"

In terms of how stingy and shameless he is, this ferryman must have a bright future.

The ferryman kept a cold face, not forgetting his original intention: "Where are you going?"

Chen Yu didn't answer, but asked a question: "Girl, you must have been a ferryman for a long time, right? After so many years, is there anyone who doesn't pay for taking your boat?"

"Yes." The ferryman spat out a cold word, his tone casual: "But I have already thrown them into the Santu River to feed ghosts."

She floats on the Santu River all year round, and when she is unlucky, she will meet some boat passengers.

No luck.

It is not uncommon for the passengers who boarded the ship to have no money or to meet those who deliberately do not want to give money.

No matter what, these boat passengers have already been thrown off the boat by her to feed the ghosts in the Santu River.

Chen Yu clicked his tongue: "Is there no one to resist?"

The ferryman supported the ferry, seeming to say something insignificant: "No one in the world of Huangquan is my opponent."

The voice is cold and the posture is leisurely.

But such arrogant words came from her mouth, but it gave people a sense of course.

Hey!

Is this the confidence of the boss?

Chen Yu gave a thumbs up.

It is worthy of being the boss mentioned in the remarks.

Talking is pulling!

He asked again: "Then if the girl's passengers are in danger, do you care?"