I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 575 Not Accepted
Make a big one!

Hu Qing took a deep breath, sat on the spot, and silently recited the difficult-to-pronounce language.

When the Rakshasa ghost saw that the killer ghost was motionless, it couldn't restrain its excitement and rushed forward. After a few efforts, Hu Qing was stacked up on top of a mountain, and she was pressed at the bottom.

Everyone was nervous: "Xiao Nuan, do you really don't want us to take action?"

Hu Nuan was even more nervous, but her face was firm: "No need. My mother didn't say anything because we don't need to intervene."

Xuan Yao: "Yes."

Tang Yuzi took a breath and seemed to be having trouble breathing: "Huh, huh, the air is so oppressive, I feel so uncomfortable."

Hu Nuan glanced at him and felt worried for him: "Your physique, which can't see dirty things, is really worrying."

Everyone also said: "I didn't expect you to be a neat little elf. When I get back, I'll give you a good bath."

Now, this condition is no longer available.

The ghost queen calmly stepped forward and stuffed a cool fruit into Tang Yuzi's mouth before he could react.

Tang Yuzi bit it instinctively, and the sweet and cool juice flowed down her throat, feeling refreshed and comfortable in her body.

The ghost queen said: "I also feel that the air in the ghost country is not good. It is soothing to eat this fruit all the time."

Tang Yuzi tasted it and was surprised: "This is a high-level fairy lychee, which is very rare."

Ghost Queen: "Is it rare? Anyway, I can eat it if I want."

Everyone:"."

I feel like I'm living like grass.

The Ghost Queen regretfully said: "My palace was also destroyed, and everything in it must be gone. I only brought a few baskets with me. I originally planned to finish them when I was parading through the streets, so I could eat fresh ones when I went back."

Everyone: "."

I feel more like grass.

Tang Yuzi: "You leave the core to me, I will go back and try to plant more."

Is now the time to say this? !
"Look, what is that?"

Everyone looked around and saw the outline of a huge door slowly outlined in the air not far away from the ground, neither high nor low.

The outline is arched downwards, and there is a flat ground in front of the door, with two large pillars standing there. Up and down, all blurred in the black shadow. The door is inlaid with feldspar and has two unknown characters engraved on it. The door is closed.

"This is - the ghost gate?"

Everyone is not sure.

“I’ve never seen a ghost gate like this before.”

He said it as if they had seen a lot.

On the ground, the Rakshasa was thrown away. The female ghost king stood up with difficulty, looked at the ghost gate and was overjoyed. She walked over with a few steps and said: "I beg you, Lord Underworld Envoy, to open the ghost gate to collect the ghosts."

Hey hey hey, as soon as the ghost door is opened, the Rakshasa ghost will be sucked in automatically. The ghosts of a mere country are nothing to the underworld, so they just took them away.

The female ghost king was so happy that she wagged her tail.

creak-

Like the unpleasant sound of rust grinding, the two doors slowly opened, and an aura that did not belong to this world instantly invaded, making some people shudder.

The Ghost Emperor turned his head in disbelief and looked in the direction of the palace.

The boss was even more unbelievable than him: "This, this is - the ghost gate?"

He teleported away, leaving even the Ghost Emperor behind.

However, Ghost Emperor Hei also left in an instant with a sullen face.

No one can ruin his plan, not even the underworld!
Other highly cultivated people and ghosts were aware of the aura of the underworld and guessed that the ghost gate was opening. They were shocked and disbelieving, so they rushed there together - if the ghost gate appeared, Silla's situation would be difficult to deal with.

However, isn’t it impossible for the ghost gate to appear in Xiro?

The ghost door opened wide, a sinister wind blew, and an underworld envoy wearing all black robes with no trace of his true appearance came out.

He stood in front of the pillar, looking around and around with his hands behind his back, seeming a little confused, then turned around without hesitation, walked back to the ghost door, creaked, and the door panel closed in the middle.

what does this mean?
what does this mean!
Everyone was dumbfounded. The female ghost king jumped up a few steps and pounced in front of the door. Her two arms tightly hugged the threshold to prevent the door from closing.

"Sir, collect the ghosts."

The Ming Envoy stood inside the door, and Hu Qing could only see a black figure in the darkness through the crack in the door.

"Sir, collect the ghosts." She said again, very urgently.

The messenger came forward and squatted down: "Let go."

Hu Qing became anxious: "There are a lot of ghosts outside. Keep it away——"

The Ming Envoy's head tilted to the left, then to the right, then turned around, as if he was looking at something, and said: "Hu - Qing?"

Hu Qingkuang nodded: "It's me, it's me, it's me."

Mingshi: "I'll take you in."

Hu Qing choked and smiled flatteringly: "No way, I'm still a living person. Sir, there are too many ghosts out there, please keep them in check."

Mingshi remained silent, but Hu Qing felt as if he sighed or cursed.

The door to the squeeze arm opens again.

Hu Qing was happy: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir - eh, eh?"

The Underworld Messenger stretched out a hand with a black leather glove, easily pinched the female Ghost King's strong upper arm, pulled her up and dragged her out.

Only then did Hu Qing realize that the Underworld Envoy was taller than the female Ghost King. He was obviously about the same height as her in real life.

Mingshi: If you encounter high, you will be high. I don’t know this.

"Sir, I won't block the door, but you have to keep the ghost away." Hu Qing was so anxious that he grabbed the man's robe and refused to let go.

Everyone below looked dumbfounded.

Rakshasa ghosts are instinctively afraid of ghost gates and stay away from them. He wanted to eat a living person, but he didn't dare to go there, so he scratched his head and ears in anxiety.

The messenger put her down and said, "Ghosts will not accept Rakshasa."

Hu Qing: "Huh?"

The light in the eyes of the host who came not far away suddenly went out, as if he were dead.

On the contrary, the Ghost Emperor couldn't help but feel happy. He smiled sternly and finally looked a little bit happy after getting married.

There were other people who came over and looked at the ghost gate with different moods.

Hu Qing didn't understand: "Why?"

Ming Envoy: "This is the rule. It's not in vain. I suggest you practice the Evil Ghost Path. From now on, throw this kind of stuff directly to the Evil Ghost Path and don't send it to us."

"Why for what reason? Why don't you accept them?" Hu shouted angrily, "They are all ghosts after death, and you still treat them differently?"

The messenger was about to leave, but she hugged her legs. It felt so strange, as if I was holding on to hard air, with no leg shape at all.

The ghost envoy was helpless: "The rules are the rules, only ghosts with sanity are accepted. Rakshasa has no sanity, only the desire to kill and eat, so we will not accept them."

The owner's face turned even grayer.

Hu Qing was dissatisfied: "Recycle it and shut it down. The worst is to throw it into the underworld and wash it clean. It can still be used."

The owner’s eyes tightened.

Ming Envoy: "You command me to do things?"

Hu Qing hugged the black robe tightly: "My lord, my lord, there are too many ghosts. I can't beat them. If you don't accept them, we will all die - be lenient and accommodating, and we will achieve results at the end of the year."

The messenger went to pry off her claws: "If the quality is not up to standard, the bonus will be deducted."

Hu Qing was not as strong as him and was pushed open. When she saw someone walking back, she followed her: "Sir, sir, it's not easy for me to call back to the ghost gate. How about - you open a back door for us and let us borrow one It’s okay to escape here.”

The messenger stepped into the door and looked back quite speechless. Although his face was not shown, every emotion was accurately felt by Hu Qing.

"If a living person comes in, he will be a dead person." He said unluckily, "I said this door is so old and this place has been closed for a long time. Why are they still called out? It's strange."

The door slowly closed, leaving Hu Qing helpless.

Suddenly a low voice came to her ears: "Please send them to reincarnation - I, please."