The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 440: Touching the reverse scale
not far away

Yan Yi glanced at Meng Po with a gloomy expression and a hint of something in his eyes.

After seeing this, Meng Po nodded slightly, turned around with a smile, and strode to Miao Yuan. "Okay, okay, little prince, you haven't been back for a long time. Let's go, Meng Po will take you to meet some elders."

Miao Yuan turned to look at her happily, "Okay, okay, I miss Grandpa Weng and Grandpa Yin, too."

"Let's go, let's go together, Cao Fu, Cang Yan, you guys come with me."

The two smiled and nodded, "Yes, little prince..."

That’s great, they can always stay with the little princess.

"Where are Sister Yan Yun and Kui Yin?" Miao Yuan was about to leave when she suddenly realized that the two people were gone. She hadn't noticed them just now, but now that the crowd had dispersed, she looked around and couldn't see them.

Mao Ting smiled and answered her, "Your Highness doesn't know. This is Miss Yan Yun's first time back, so she naturally wants to pay a visit to the Great Elder. As for the Ghost King Kuiyin, he was taken to his new residence by the ghost servants, so he left a long time ago."

"Oh, okay..." Miao Yuan didn't ask any more questions. She believed that her father would make a good arrangement for Kui Yin, so she didn't have to worry about it.

Miao Yuan, Meng Po Niangniang, Bai Chang and others walked towards the underground palace of Yan Yin and Weng Ze. She hadn't seen these elders for a long time, and she missed them.

Behind
Hei Chang walked over and when he reached Yan Yi, he bowed and saluted, "Your Highness——"

"Has that person just now been found out?" Yan Yi said in a low and cold voice. He was really brave, daring to hurt someone at the gate of his underworld, and the one he hurt was the little prince of their ghost clan, he deserved to die.

"I found out, you're from the Immortal Clan."

Hei Chang's tone was extremely calm, as if he was no longer surprised by this kind of situation.

During this period of time, the Immortals suppressed and intimidated the Ghost Clan whenever they had the chance. They also fabricated all kinds of accusations that harmed other clans and framed them, making the Ghost Clan suffer from attacks from all sides and becoming notorious. No one knew whether they did this at the instigation of this or whether it was tacitly approved by the Immortal King above them.

"Go, bring someone to visit Yu Heng in person, and make sure this person kneels down and apologizes to my ghost clan's little prince."

"Yes, Hei Chang understands."

Yan Yi looked at him coldly, his tone dropping to the freezing point, "Go now, I must have an answer before dinner."

"Yes, Hei Chang will go right away."

It was noon, and there were still three or four hours until dinner time, which was enough time for him to go to the immortal clan and ask for a result.

Hei Chang turned around and disappeared at the gate of the underworld. It seemed that His Majesty the King of Hell was really angry this time. His Majesty had pretended not to see what the immortals had done in the past. Anyway, they had not brought any harm to His Majesty, and His Majesty did not want to cause any more trouble, so he did not interfere.

But now it’s different. Their target is the little princess, her only daughter, so naturally she will be angry.

They have touched His Highness's reverse scale.

……

Xuanting courtyard
Huarong sat at the door of the room, holding her precious wine jug, and began to drink with her head raised.

Well, it is worthy of being the dragon clan’s top-quality wine, with a mellow, sweet and rich taste.

"That's right." Huarong smiled. If he hadn't asked for the master's grace on behalf of Senior Brother Longsheng, Senior Brother Longsheng would never have given him such a good thing.

Inside the room, Longsheng packed the letter on the table and a box of New Year gifts into his bag. While packing, Longsheng held the letter and teased him for a rare moment, "Junior brother, do you want me to open it for you and read it to you?"

After all, Han Mo's hands and feet are not convenient now, so as his senior brother, he can still do this small thing for him.

The little snake Han Mo curled up on the bed, his hidden ears flushed red, "Brother, I'm not disabled." When he is well again, he can open it and read it himself. Besides, the letter was left to him by Miao Yuan, and he didn't want others to see it.

"Okay, okay, keep the last section for yourself." Longsheng laughed and put his things in order.

This time when going down the mountain, Junior Brother Huarong specifically asked for the Master's grace so that he could replace the disciple on duty and watch over Junior Brother Hanmo as he went down the mountain.

Wait until the last holiday is over and then bring him back with you.

In fact, he had some selfish motives in his heart for taking on such an important task. If during the last period, his junior brother wanted to escape and didn't want to come back to Mujin Mountain, he would respect his junior brother's choice. He was willing to let his junior brother go and bear all the consequences, just because he didn't want to see his junior brother Han Mo die of depression like the other junior brothers.

In fact, Hua Rong also understood why Senior Brother Longsheng asked him to ask for Master's grace? Wasn't it for the safety of Junior Brother Han Mo himself?

So Hua Rong was willing to do this. To be honest, he also hoped that what Senior Brother Long Sheng wanted to do could come true. In this Mujin Mountain, it was enough for him and Senior Brother Long Sheng to be there. Another Junior Brother would just be another walking corpse.

He didn't want to, nor did he want Junior Brother Han Mo to follow in his footsteps.

Long Sheng put the bag on his back, turned around and walked out. No matter whether the result would be as he wished after going down the mountain, he must protect his junior brother Han Mo.

The little snake jumped off the bed, moved its little body and slithered behind his butt. It looked very harmless and had no attack power at all.

"How's it going? Are you done packing?"

Seeing a man and a snake coming out of the inner room, Hua Rong picked up the wine pot and stood up holding the door frame. Why did he feel dizzy even though he didn't drink much?

Long Sheng nodded, "It's packed, let's go."

Anyway, he didn't have much luggage, but it was just the next trip up the mountain, and there was nothing much to pack, so he just carried one thing on his back, which belonged to Junior Brother Han Mo.

The little snake slid forward and asked, "Brother Huarong, are you going down the mountain with us?"

Hua Rong nodded, "Of course, I haven't been down the mountain for tens of thousands of years. This time, thanks to you and Senior Brother Long Sheng, I finally got to go down and play with you."

The little snake nodded, "Okay, if Senior Brother Huarong has nowhere to go, you can live in my underground palace. My underground palace is almost ready."

I just received a letter from Han Ling a few days ago, saying that with the help of the tribe members, the snake tribe's underground palace was rebuilt and completed perfectly, and based on the original foundation, it is even more solid and reliable, and as strong as a rock.

Therefore, he wanted to go back and see what his underground palace looked like now, and whether his tribesmen were still crying for their dead and still unable to get out of the haze.

Hua Rong walked towards him happily, "Great, it just so happens that we have nowhere to stay after we go down the mountain."

This saves him from any worries.

"Let's go." Long Sheng said in a deep voice, then he walked out first with his luggage on his back.

The little snake nodded and slid quickly towards the door.

Hua Rong was walking behind him. He took one step and for some reason, before he even crossed the threshold, he felt dizzy. Before he could hold onto the door frame, his eyes went dark and he fell backwards and passed out.

"Bang," the wine jug in his arms fell down, the stopper rolled to the side, and the wine inside immediately poured out and scattered all over the ground, the aroma of wine overflowed, and the spring breeze was like a Buddha's face.

"Senior Brother Huarong?!"

The little snake was so scared that it quickly slid back. What happened? Why did Senior Brother Huarong faint?

This is such a strong aroma of wine!

The little snake slid in front of him and looked at the wine jug spilled on the ground. It was extremely shocked. Is... is it the problem with the wine?