btmnovel Chapter 440 Level 8
Chapter 440 Level 8
Chapter 440 Eighteenth Floor
"Isn't it a dream?" Being hugged by Rourou, Mu Yunyun was stunned, raised her trembling hand, and caressed her back, up to her chin, cheeks, and tentacles were all slippery. illusory.
"Rourou! Why are you here?" As she spoke with difficulty, Mu Yunyun realized that Rourou had really appeared in front of her eyes, and her heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.
"Sister Huang! Sister Huang!" Mu Rourou broke down in tears, and hugged Sister Huang again. The familiarity of childhood emerged in an instant, combined with the memory of Sister Huang that he had only seen not long ago, the sadness became even more boiling.
Seeing this, Mu Yunyun took a deep breath and stopped asking questions for the time being, instead comforting her.
After a long time, Mu Rourou's mood improved slightly, and then she opened her mouth, and slowly told what happened during this period, Mu Yunyun was shocked when she heard it, and she spoke from the bottom of her heart to the rice ear, the girl who impressed her deeply. I was so shocked that a space gate could be constructed between Wangdu and Youjianlonggu, connecting and teleporting, it was unbelievable.
"Really? You, have you read my memory?" At this point, too many things exceeded her expectations and designs, which made Mu Yunyun a little confused for a while.
"sorry Sorry!"
"No! I brought all this on myself! I don't blame anyone. Moreover, as the person I want to protect, you who are at the top should not say anything!" Mu Yunyun lowered her head and said sadly: "It was me who harmed my mother! If I could have split off my second personality from the beginning and hid it from him, my mother would not have died. It was me, I was the one who harmed her!"
When you are sad, crying is equivalent to a kind of venting, pouring out, crying a lot, and you will feel better psychologically and physically, but holding back and not crying, like Mu Yunyun, will hurt more than just a little bit.
For no reason, seeing Huang Jie's extremely sad face without shedding a single tear, Mu Rourou felt a sadness that was even more unspeakable than herself, it was a pain that hurt to the bone, the bone marrow.
On the other side, the atmosphere is completely different. The ears of rice are bouncing like a fish in water in the place full of keel bones and dragon carcasses. When the palms are turned, they are moved by the dragon's palm. It is just an artistic conception, not infused with true energy.
The phenomenon that unfolded was that a dozen phantom dragon souls of different shapes surrounded her, shaking her soul, roaring her eardrums, and shaking her mind with dragon roars one after another.
The shadow of the dragon soul sometimes grows to hundreds of feet in length, and sometimes shrinks to the size of a thumb. It slides and moves in the palm of Daosui's hand, changing in a thousand ways. This scene creates a more visually shocking effect than any other.
Uchiha Yuga and Izayoi Tsukiye followed Inaho ten meters away, carefully and vigilantly observing everything around them. Behind them were Shalltia, who was suppressing the black thunder shadow, Hua Changling, and then Later, I kept looking back, worried about Shino behind me.
For Dao Sui, this is equivalent to an excellent cultivation treasure land, not only for her, but for any cultivator, this is a dream-like secret realm.
And when Demiurge returned after exploring a little bit, the news he got made Inaho's heart happy.
Youjian Prisoner Dragon Valley, because of the restrictions of allowing entry and no exit, along with many dragons buried here, there are countless treasures and storage rings buried here, making a fortune, making a fortune.
"Oh, that's right! System, is this portal limited in time? Or is it permanently open?" Just in case, Inaho asked this question, and the reply she received made her completely relaxed.
"It is permanently open. The host can control the passage and restrictions of the portal with his own subjective consciousness!"
Access restrictions?For example, if the ear of rice restricts the only people who can pass through the portal to women, then men cannot pass through, and vice versa. Others cannot pass.
In other words, to put it simply, this place is her private secret realm.
The keel is a material that can be used for many things. It is hard and has a breath of a dragon. It is far more precious than ordinary iron and steel, and ordinary materials for refining weapons. The wealth in the storage ring is much more Liuyou, the money that Mu Rourou prepared is only a drop in the bucket in front of these dragon's collections.
As for the management of this place, Inaho gave full authority to Demiurge, and the personnel in Nazarick were once dispatched by him. The only thing is that she will take seven-tenths of all the gold coins, and the rest Three points from the Nazarick's treasury.
There was no doubt about the distribution of the ears of rice, Demiurge nodded, knowing it clearly, obviously knowing what to do.
After some twists and turns, Inaho's heart was always in a state of excitement and could not calm down for a long time.
When they returned to the portal, the sisters Mu Yunyun and Mu Rourou were standing side by side waiting there. When they saw the ears of rice, Mu Yunyun hurried up to greet her. As a princess, she bowed and saluted with the utmost courtesy. He said sincerely, "Thank you!"
Inaho accepts this thank you with full of emotion. She still remembers Mu Yunyun’s murderous intent towards her when they first met. At that time, she felt inexplicable. After seeing Mu Yunyun’s memory, she understood everything. What No.1 did All of them were performed for Hua Changling.
There is just such a guy living in her mind, who can peek into her memories and thoughts. Inaho is deeply impressed by her long-term struggle with such a being. She knows that if it were her, she would never be able to be like Mu Yunyun. .
Should we say that she was worthy of being a true fairy saint in her first life?Even after many reincarnations, Mu Yunyun has remained essentially unchanged.
"He, what are you going to do with him?" Dao Sui pointed at the black thunder phantom.
Mu Yunyun was surprised; "Can I make the decision?"
"Of course! Among the people present, you are probably the most qualified to decide!"
Mu Yunyun looked at the imperial sister Rourou, and saw her nodding to herself, so she felt at ease, and no longer evaded or hesitated.
That's right, she wanted very, very, very much to get the right to dispose of this guy.
There was silence for a long time. Everyone present looked at her. In front of everyone, Mu Yunyun swallowed the resentment that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time. She raised her head and looked directly at the black thunder figure. It was cruel and fierce. , the look of hatred flickered in his eyes in a flash.
"The legendary eighteenth level of hell! Can he be allowed to stay in it forever?"
This extremely unreasonable content revealed that Mu Rourou and Shino were stunned.
But Mu Yunyun didn't think she said anything wrong, she stared at the ears of rice with burning eyes, and asked again: "Is it possible? Just use the money that Rourou raised!"
"···" Rice ears.
Did you see it?That's right, it's so obvious. With her relationship with Rourou, it's impossible to ask for so much money to help with things. The only possibility is that to do things, money, gold coins, is needed as a price.
Even the Impossible to Open the Imprisoned Dragon Valley and the Ear of Rice can open a space door, so it should be possible to construct a hell out of thin air and imprison a person, right?
"As you wish..." whispered imperceptibly, the tens of billions of gold coins prepared by Mu Rourou instantly emptied most of them, almost four-fifths.
In the void, eighteen levels of hell are being constructed out of thin air.
tongue out
scissors
iron tree
evil mirror
Steamer
铜柱
mountain of knives
iceberg
油锅
牛坑
石压
舂臼
blood pool
枉死
Crucifixion
Volcano
Stone mill
knife saw
Eighteen areas overlap and combine to form a disc, shrinking to the size of a palm.
This is a space created by the system based on the eighteen layers of hell, specially designed to torture people's souls. It can be called hell. It looks ordinary on the outside, but it looks like it makes people shudder from the bottom of their hearts. The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves echoed deep.
Shalltear grabbed the black thunder phantom, ignored his resistance, and threw it into this hell.
Hell punishment, torture, forever and ever, awaits him without end.
(End of this chapter)