Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

Shen Lingyue has figured it out and regretted it.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The price she paid for her youth and ignorance was too expensive.

Having said this, Shen Lingyue raised his head and glanced at Ning Huanxin again: "Sister, are you a psychic policeman?"

In fact, Shen Lingyue has met Ning Huanxin several times here, but she has not shown herself under the water a few times before. At first, she didn’t want to show her face. Later she was afraid of Lin Qiuhan’s breath. That female ghost really She was too strong and too hostile to show her face.

Hearing Shen Lingyue's words, Ning Huanxin smiled faintly: "Psychic policeman? I... be it."

The people in the three outstanding cases can indeed be regarded as psychic police officers. Seeing Ning Huanxin confessing his identity, Shen Lingyue immediately brightened his eyes: "Sister, I killed Yang Feng. I admit it. Are you going to take me away? Or do you want me to be dispelled?"

Shen Lingyue pleaded guilty with an extremely good attitude.

Even Ning Huanxin felt her eagerness.

Is she eager to leave this lake? Or is there another reason?

"I don't have so much ability to make you ashes. You killed people, but you are now a ghost. You have to be handed over to the underworld for trial. When you enter the underworld, naturally the underworld judge and Hades will interrogate you."

To the underworld?

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Shen Lingyue looked complicated.

"what happened?"

Feeling her emotional change, Ning Huanxin suddenly asked.

"No, nothing. If your sister doesn't catch me, then I will go back."

With that, Shen Lingyue slowly turned around, her soul gradually became transparent, and finally dissipated on the lake.

Seeing her soul disappeared, Ning Huanxin stood on the shore for a long time.

Later, she simply took out a cushion from the car, sat down on the shore, and slowly began to practice. When Ning Huan focused on practicing, the surrounding spiritual energy poured into her body madly, this lake There was a soft whimper on the shore, even the church not far away.

A vague, blood-red shadow floated out of the church, looking at Ning Huanxin's figure from a distance.

This human monk, her blood...very strange.

The blood-red shadow stared at Ning Huanxin for a long time, and finally turned and left.

He dared not touch her blood, and...

The monk's body was tainted with the aura of "there", so he was not hostile towards her.

…………

God, I don’t know if it’s bright.

Ning Huanxin slowly opened her eyes. She sat by the lake all night, and the second layer of psychic spells had successfully broken through.

Ning Huanxin felt that her body was full of cold, and Qiu Ye was really not as cold as usual.

call.

She exhaled, and moved her a little stiff limbs. Cultivating here is really not as comfortable as her own bed!

Ning Huanxin returned to the car and drove the car along the side road. Before long, she saw a village. In the morning, the small shops and breakfast shops at the entrance of the village were all open.

Ning Huanxin found a peaked cap to wear, parked the car directly at the entrance of the village, found a breakfast shop and sat down.

"Girl, what to eat?"

The owner of the breakfast shop is a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing an apron and a chef's hat, looking very professional.

"Let’s have a bowl of millet porridge, it’s a bit cold and warms your stomach."

Ning Huanxin sat aside, lowered his head and said softly.