If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

Countless pairs of feet stepped chaotically through this pile of powder and debris, but the ghosts didn't care at all. After all, I heard that the underworld is about to change hands, and breaking one or two statues is insignificant.

"The underworld is about to change hands? What do you mean?" Song Ningyi asked stupidly.

A bloody head struggled out of the chaos of fists and feet, panting heavily, and shouted hoarsely: "Is your home still on 2G network? Because Pluto took in lonely ghosts, a wild ghost committed a crime, affecting Bad, because of this incident, they were impeached by the Federation of the Underworld, and they are going to establish themselves as the King of Hades!"

Song Ningyi thought her ears were stuffed with donkey hair.what will?Can you still pull down the Pluto, who is in charge of the power of the underworld?This feeling is like the frog raised by the owner has turned over and become the owner, which is weird everywhere.

"Then how will the cronies around Pluto deal with it?"

As we all know, Gongdou has been ruthless since ancient times, no matter what contributions you have made, they will be cut off to prevent future troubles.

The bloody head whimpered and said something, but Song Ningyi didn't hear it clearly.

He took a step forward, just about to ask again, but the bloody head disappeared in the flying limbs in an instant...

Holding up their shields, the defense team instantly turned into a human wall, surrounded these troublemakers, and squeezed them hard. In an instant, faces that were squeezed into big cakes were stacked one after another——

Song Ningyi took a few steps back, pulled on her slippers and walked around quietly from behind.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind:

To go to the underworld, you need to find Chu Qiao to confirm whether he is safe.

Even the underworld has this virtue, and the underworld is even more conceivable. It's not that he doesn't know what he will face, but it's just that when it comes to Chu Qiao's words, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, and he himself recognizes it.

At the station leading to the underworld, flames raged, and the flying bus was overturned by ghosts, leaving only one bus desperately standing firm.Here is the same as the city center of the underworld, full of broken limbs and arms, as well as guards holding shields.

Looking at this posture, Song Ningyi knew that the bus leading to the underworld would definitely have no driver. Besides, is there any other feasible way?

The answer is obvious.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the station, Song Ningyi walked through the crowd of ghosts, came to the only bus that was still standing, stood on tiptoe, and looked in through the window:

There was no one there, but it was still tidy, and it seemed that it was the only lucky person in this chaotic dispute.

Although it's true that I got a driver's license in college, I belched before I graduated, and I didn't touch the steering wheel except driving the school bus.But now, the only way to be sure whether Chu Qiao is safe or not is probably this bus.

After Song Ningyi glanced, the ghost boys were beating each other, no one paid attention to this side.

He slammed the car door open and got in. He went straight to the cab and took a look.

Different from the C-class cars, this kind of bus is lined up with piles of incomprehensible buttons, and the control panel is so many and complicated that it will definitely not be understood after a while.

As the saying goes: Fat and bold, thin and timid, now we have to give it a go, success or failure depends entirely on this bus brother.

Song Ningyi leaned back in the driver's seat, trying to recall what she had learned in the driving school.

Fasten your seat belt, step on the clutch and brake with your feet in slippers, put in gear, release the handbrake——

The guard who was fighting back suddenly felt that the top of his head was dark, and turned his head to look.

An old-fashioned bus splashed with red paint is slowly starting behind, and there seems to be a slightly familiar face sitting in the cab...

"Criminals are trying to escape by car! Hurry up and notify the exit gate to close all the gates!"

Song Ningyi's slender fingers were in stark contrast to the thick and large steering wheel. He seemed to be struggling to lift the steering wheel, his little face was flushed, and it was like pulling two cows when he turned the steering wheel.

Through the rearview mirror, he saw a large number of escorts densely gathered behind the bus, just like the scene of zombies chasing tanks in the movie "Resident Evil".

The back of his neck was cold, he gritted his teeth, stepped on the gas pedal hard with his foot wrapped in bear slippers, and did not forget to adjust the gear lever with his other hand.

The person in charge of the station received the notification and pulled down the joystick urgently. In an instant, all the passages leading to the outside of the station were closed with sliding doors.

The bus was speeding towards the entrance at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

"Open the passage!"

With such a fast speed, even an emergency brake will inevitably hit halfway, so Song Ningyi's hysterical shouts are completely meaningless.

There is a sliding door with a cold light in front of him, and the accelerator pedal is uncontrollable at the bottom of his feet——

"Fuck, this kid is crazy!" Seeing the bus flying towards him, the person in charge froze for a moment, and ran away.

There was a loud bang!The bus crashed straight into the sliding door, the bumper fell to the ground in an instant, and was rolled to pieces by the huge wheels.

"Qiaoqiao bless me." He muttered, but Song Ningyi didn't intend to stop even though he hit the sliding door.

Forget it, let’s fight, I hope the scene of the speed movie will not deceive me.

Song Ningyi put on reverse gear, stepped back more than ten meters, and then pulled the gear lever, pointing to the highest gear.

With one foot of the accelerator, the speed displayed on the dashboard soared to 120. What is the concept of a speed of 120? It probably means that a car passing by can knock people down.

Song Ningyi closed her eyes, and silently recited the socialist core values ​​several times in her heart.

"Hey, I still want this door!" But just as the bus was about to hit the sliding door again, the door automatically opened to both sides.

The person in charge said that he was very sorry, it was the first time he had seen such a lifeless person in his life for hundreds of years.

The bus quickly passed the exit, and then, as if pushed by some force, the body tilted upwards, and the four tires left the ground instantly.

Song Ningyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, changed gears, and slowed down.

I have been to the underworld a few times, and I have a general understanding of the bus route. As long as I follow my impression, there will probably be no major problems.

Song Ningyi was pinned motionless in the cab, and her feet had to be kept in high tension all the time.Just when he felt that his whole body was about to fall apart, he glanced at the time——

Only half an hour has passed, and it may take more than five hours to get to the underworld...

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The snow piled up in thick piles, up to the ankles.

The big fluffy tail gently patted the snow, raising fine snow particles.

The thick-haired, round-bodied big cat lay quietly in the snow, looked up at the scattered snowflakes falling in the sky, and its golden pupils were like two crystal glasses, reflecting a cool light.

In fact, it's not that I didn't expect it to come to this point. Perhaps when Black transformed into his own appearance and provoked Song Ningyi in the live broadcast room, he somehow read his hidden ambitions in the dark.

The big cat stood up, shook its fur, and slowly turned around in a circle with graceful steps.

The ugly ID badge on his neck rang with a crisp bell.

Hearing the sound of the bell, Song Ningyi's face unconsciously appeared in his mind.

A face that is not very top-notch but is completely grown on its own aesthetic point, with rich expressions and cute expressions.

The big cat turned around twice again, wanting to hear the bell again.

I just don't know if there is a chance to see him again.

Suddenly, the tips of Mao Mao's ears moved, as if he heard a strange movement from the gate.

He quickly lay down, his tail slapped vigilantly in the snow, his golden pupils remained motionless and fixedly stared at the gate.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy door was pushed open a crack, and a slender white hand stretched out from the gap, as if tentatively grabbing.

Mao Mao opened her eyes wide, and her pupils dilated suddenly.

Even if it turns to ashes, I can still recognize the hand.

"Hey, this door, if you don't want people to open it, you can just seal it." The person who came complained and muttered, with dissatisfaction in his tone.

After driving for more than six hours, Song Ningyi had completely turned into a puddle of mud when he arrived at the underworld. Because he stepped on the gas pedal for a long time, there was a red mark on the instep of his instep, but he didn't dare to delay, and went straight to the underworld. hall.

I thought that the underworld was similar to the underworld, and it must be a mess.

But the strange thing is that after getting off the car, not to mention ghosts, I didn't even see a fly. It was like a ghost town that had disappeared for many years, and there was no humanity at all.

Not knowing where Chu Qiao was taken, Song Ningyi quietly searched every corner of the hall, but she didn't even see a hair.He was not familiar with the underworld, so he didn't know what to do next. He just suddenly thought of the Xueyue Forest, which was connected to the main hall and existed in a different dimension.

Pluto should not be so stupid, just waiting to be caught.

Perhaps from here, a glimmer of life can be found?

After entering here, I found that the snow-covered world could not be seen at a glance, and it was impossible to judge the direction at all. Even the compass in the mobile phone was affected by the magnetic field and revolved around the dial like crazy.

Song Ningyi was really tired, even though he was only wearing thin home clothes and slippers, and was shivering from the cold, but he couldn't care less, he just wanted to lie down and have a good rest.

The snow on the top of the head seems to spread and fall from a certain point, the sky is a misty blue-gray, the place is so quiet, it seems that even the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground can be heard clearly.

"A rustling--"

At the moment when he was about to close his eyes, a strange sound suddenly rang in his ears.

Song Ningyi instantly opened his eyes, the sockets of which were wide open.

What, shouldn't it be something like wild forest monsters? No, I really can't beat it!

He sat up in a jerk, followed the sound and looked over.

Under the silver half-section mask is a thin and pale chin, which is very pointed and exquisite. The corners of the lips are curved like a smile that is not a smile, and the clean and smooth long silver hair is held in a daze. Then, with the wind and snow fluttering slightly.

Because he didn't have any mental preparations, he met the eyes behind the mask that were as clear as topaz.

Song Ningyi's heart skipped a beat.

Although he had never looked up at Pluto's face before, the special fragrance that only belonged to Pluto melted into the cold air made him instantly sure that the half squatting in front of his eyes was Pluto, the king.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-08-0823:59:25~2021-08-1302:44:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Wangzai in Wangzai's hand;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!