The scarlet moon above the Linhe City was not high or bright. Under the moonlight, there were still shadows of rows of cabins and earthen buildings.The moment they escaped from the prison of bones, Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling exerted Taoist Hidden Breathing Techniques and hid among the rows of buildings. They went through alleys and lanes and finally stopped under the shadow of a white wall.Ning Xiaoling held against the wall and panted while Ning Changjiu was better, whose white clothes were stained with blood.The alleys in this area were narrow and cold. The snow in many places was not cleared up. Through some lifted windows, the lamplight could be vaguely seen. However, although the room was ablaze with light, it was deathly still and lifeless.“What should we do next?” Ning Xiaoling was still in a state of shock and consulted Changjiu in a low voice.Ning Changjiu said, “Either break the structure of

The ritual had started on the Bridge of Forgetfulness.The five bone copper paintings formed a magnificent scroll. The images also started to move from the first painting.The officials of Hades’s mansion, including Yama, the Black Guard, the White Guard, Old Lady Meng and the Ghost Usher, were waiting by the Bridge of Forgetfulness, who looked sullen.On the throne of bones, Ms. Bai’s green dress became drier and drier, her plump flesh turning into misty snow rapidly. The fog oozed out of her dress. Her whole body became bony and under her black hair was not the pretty face but a rosy skeleton.She left the throne and walked into the first copper painting.This was the painting of the gods’ war. After she threw herself into the painting, the bones of throne were quickly dissembled and put together, taking the shape of the fallen god.The god fell into the mortal world like a shooting star, causing

The yard walls of the Judge’s mansion were crushed and the gate was opened. On the raised rock-like muscles of the big black ox, the red blood beads rolled across the dark furs and splashed in different directions. Amidst the roaring sound of collapse, Ning Qinshui wondered whether he was dim-sighted. He saw a dark figure landed and vanished with Ning Xiaoling.The mad ox crushed the Judge’s mansion and still charged forward into the yard.The ox’s actions just wrenched at Ning Qinshui’s heart. He directly left the two treacherous disciples and the brutal and reckless butcher behind and rushed into the house with the brunch pen, wishing to tear the mad ox apart which dared to ruin the gate.Ning Qinshui rushed into the dark hall. It was dark around. The walls connected with the yard were also crushed. The mad black ox ran wildly in the snowfield of the yard and it screamed as if a beast was roaring. Ning Qinshui was about to step into th

Ms. Bai stood in the air. The throne fell apart. Instantly, the bones and skulls just attached to her body. Some of them formed a jagged dragon body, some of them joined together and became the bone tail much longer than the body, and some grew out of the hair and turned into a beautiful chignon like a crown. Yet, most of the remaining bones were attached to the body and the four limbs like a suit of bone armor.A pure black crescent and a pure white crescent were hanging above her shoulders. The two crescents drew a terminator in the middle of her enchanting face.Now, Ms. Bai looked like the being in myth, which was somewhere between a beautiful woman and an ancient mythical creature.“Hades...”Ning Qinshui succeeded in putting together the fragments of his soul and looked up. Only by one glance, he couldn’t help kowtowing on his knees.The other officials of hell all bowed together.Ms. Bai didn

Zhao Xiang’er lowered her head and puckered her lips for a while, saying grumpily, “I can walk myself. I don’t need your help... Hey, what are you doing?”Ning Changjiu bent down, put his hands over her hand gripping the sword and prised her fingers from the sword handle. Zhao Xiang’er said nothing. After she resisted a bit, her sword was snatched by him and placed back into the sheath.Zhao Xiang’er adjusted the scattered hair and clenched the slit clothes before her chest. Yet, her outfit was already tight. After it was torn apart, it was somewhat ripped open. Besides, Zhao Xiang’er was exhausted so it was quite painstaking for her to cover the exposed part.She bit the lower lip, her dark eyes shimmering with tears. She didn’t have extra spiritual power to ease the handprint on her face and could still feel the heavy pain in her left cheek, which greatly discredited her dignity. Moreover, this insensible man was standing before her, w