When he arrived at the residence of the Fire Ghost King, under the leadership of his servants, the Hungry Ghost King and the Ghost King came to Zhonglihun's room. Looking up, he saw that at this moment, Zhonglihun was wrapped in bandages all over his body and moaning in pain on his face.

I was lying on the bed like a big rice dumpling, unable to move.

The Hungry Ghost King raised his eyebrows: "How could he be so seriously injured? Did he apply medicine? Is it so difficult to recover? Even though the child has not relieved his pain until now?"

"No, my soul was damaged, my body was bitten by multiple places, and there were signs of poisoning. It would be impossible to regain my vitality and recover completely without a month."

At this time, the Fire Ghost King walked in with a gloomy face. When he saw the two of them, he immediately cursed: "It is because of your poor management that my son's injury has been severely injured. You will have to bear most of my son's injuries.

Responsibility!”

"The Lord Yan Ghost King is so bad!"

Hearing his words, the ghost couldn't help but say helplessly: "From the beginning, I have arranged this matter by the young master. It is also the young master's idea to remove all the gods of death so that they can do it. I'm just helping Mr. Ling, is it that

Am I wrong, too?"

"Nonsense, their children are making trouble, and you, a hungry ghost supervisor, are also making trouble. Is it not your fault or whose fault? Can the God of Death be transferred at will? It is because you transferred the God of Death that the fight cannot be stopped in time.

, My son was so seriously injured, so it was all your fault. Ghost, you just resigned, otherwise I would impeach you, hum!"

Well!

With a twitch, the ghost rolled his eyes helplessly.

Who is this? You caused trouble yourself and ended up suffering. Let me take responsibility for you?

The Hungry Ghost King also smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Old Ghost Huo, there is something wrong with the ghost in this matter, but it is mainly your son's idea, so you can't blame him. He is also an elder, and he wants to care for him.

Let me be younger. If he helps your son and you want to impeach him, who will dare to help your Zhong family in the future?"

Without saying anything, the Fire Ghost King stopped talking.

After a while, the Fire Ghost King said viciously: "I can ignore the ghost's dereliction of duty, but the culprit, you must give me an explanation. What about Yang Feng, have you killed him?"

"Don't worry, I have sent him to purgatory from level 171 to level 180 to work.

There is only him facing a group of evil ghosts with powerful soul power. How can there be no immortality? Hahaha..."

"I heard that when you brought him to level 160 to level 170, he lived a very comfortable life. Now you get him to level 171 to level 180, can you really kill him?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill him. If I can't kill him, let's find another way!"

The Hungry Ghost King grinned: "Don't worry, old ghost fire, I will definitely give you an explanation, you don't have to worry."

Um!

He nodded heavily, and the face of the Fire Ghost King sootheed a little.

Then, after the two sides talked for a little while, the Hungry Ghost King and the Ghost said goodbye.

The Fire Ghost King did not send him to him personally, but sent a servant to deliver the two to the door.

After the two left the Fire Ghost King's Mansion, the Hungry Ghost King couldn't help but show his evil smile.

This old ghost fire, like me, wants to use a knife to kill people, hum!

But you want to throw me out as a knife handle, but I want to use you as a knife handle.

The Hungry Ghost King knew very well that this old ghost fire was usually very hot and impulsive, and his son was beaten like that. He did not settle the score with that boy Yang Feng at the first time, but instead went to him to complain, obviously he wanted to borrow his own.

It is really a trick to kill people by taking revenge and keeping their Zhong family clean of this matter!

Unfortunately, I am not stupid either. I will not do it myself and avenge him, hum!

The Hungry Ghost King smiled treacherously in his heart, and had guessed that the Fire Ghost King must have known the power behind Yang Feng, or even if he didn't know, he could think that his power was probably not under his Zhong family, so he did not dare to fight head-on.

After all, Yang Feng is already well-known in the Holy Domain Academy, and the head of the Seven Saints Kings is enough to illustrate this point.

The Fire Ghost King seems reckless on the outside, but he is still very cautious on the inside. He wants to save face and doesn’t want to be tempted. Those who can get to the top in the Six Paths are not a good-looking lamp. They are scheming and not simple.

But he was even better than the Hungry Ghost King, so he would not affect his plan to eliminate Yang Feng, an ancient tribe, for the sake of the little ghost of the Zhong family.

Even using the Zhong family matter can get rid of Yang Feng's stinky brat faster, hum!

The Hungry Ghost King was sneering, his eyes flashing

Yi Jingmang, he has already planned everything!

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Late at night, the cold wind was blowing violently, and a cold figure walked into the level 171 purgatory with agile steps.

He came, and he walked in the steps of death!

Yang Feng held a toothpick in the corner of his mouth, looking rebellious, and walked into the 171-level purgatory.

The prison boss there didn't know Yang Feng yet, and had never tasted the tyrannical iron fist of this intern, and he still looked like he was the best in the world. He stared at Yang Feng with a look of shame and said, "Huh? I haven't seen it before,

Brother, the new god of death?”

"Yes, my new arrival, but it's not considered death, it's just an internship of death!"

Yang Feng showed a harmless smile. The boss was a bald man and glanced at him sideways and immediately burst into laughter even more wildly.

"I dared to run to our level 171 purgatory when I was intern. Isn't this a fat sheep entering the wolf's den? Hahaha!"

Hahaha!

Hearing this, the evil ghosts all laughed wildly, their violent eyes staring at Yang Feng hard, like a group of poisonous snakes locking their prey.

Yang Feng did not care about their hideous eyes, but said slowly: "I am here for the first time, I know nothing and I can't do anything. I also ask all the big brothers to give me some face and cooperate with me to do a good job in daily punishment.

I promise that as long as all the big brothers actively cooperate, I will not add extra punishment to you, so that you can add more pain to you!”

"What? Do you want to add pain to us? Hehehehe!"

Hearing his words, the evil ghosts in the purgatory burst out again with laughter, their eyes full of contempt.

The bald brother looked even more arrogant and said, "Boy, do you know that even if the official God of Death comes, without 20 God of Death with soul power above level 170, he would not dare to step into my territory.

Even if I step in, I have to be a human being with my tail between my feet!"

"Is that right? Then you may be disappointed!"

An evil arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he said lightly: "I'm not here to pinch my tail, but I hope you can put your tail away, otherwise I'll have a bad look and it's easy to break it.
Chapter completed!