Arthas was silent for a moment, as if he was organizing language, and said a few seconds later: "The mirror is hanging high... This is a sword."

"It was made of the five-color stones that Nuwa used to repair the sky for thousands of years. It can be seen from the world above and from the underworld below. Moreover... all the things it has seen will be in the mirror. As long as the misfortune is wrong, you can watch these images at any time."

Qin Ye frowned and intuition told him that he was not just that, the biting chill just now, this mirror... had murderous intentions for him.

"Did you feel a threat to life?" Unexpectedly, Arthas said directly: "That's right. The so-called mirror hanging high is the criterion of the underworld. A evil person is not allowed to go to justice, or a good person is not allowed to delay... It has its own judgment standard, and it...is alive."

"Once you do something that is against your identity...such as randomly hooking up life and death books, such as setting up a private prison, it... will erase you mercilessly!"

"Living?" Qin Ye looked at the mirror in his hand in shock, his own face reflected in it. He tossed and turned several times without any abnormality.

He planned to let go, but hesitated for a moment. After a half-second of hesitation, he couldn't help but tidy up his hair in front of the mirror.

Arthas's face turned blue.

Qin Ye was indifferent and continued to look at his skin with his face sideways. Ah... he is still so handsome...

"...The advanced stage of narcissistic cancer is hopeless." Arthas sighed compassionately.

"Cough...habit becomes natural..." Qin Ye coughed dryly: "This is not the point! The point is... I happen to know some small tricks, and no matter how cold it is, it will definitely respond."

"...Are you teasing me?" Arthas looked at him like a ghost.

In the underworld for hundreds of years, even she has never seen a soul hanging high in a mirror.

Qin Ye sneered and gently stroked the mirror: "Mingjing, Mingjing..."

Arthas restrained his smile and took a little seriousness.

"Who is the most handsome man among the fools?"

"I'm so fucked...&#@()(!!" Arthas wanted to slap this unreliable fool to death! He had a glimmer of hope just now, really!

Just when the three corpse gods almost left Qin Ye with anger, ripples appeared on the mirror.

Alsace couldn't believe his eyes!

The last person in the world was infatuated and asked a question without any limit. Magic Mirror... No, Ming Jing actually responded?

Responded?!

Are you kidding me?!

Qin Ye was also stunned, then Gao Zu looked out the window with a cold look: "Sure enough... appearance is justice..."

"Bah!" Before he finished speaking, a green fire spurted out from the magic mirror. A line of words were obviously in anger, and it was even so angry that it was a bit crooked and blood-red that it appeared on the mirror: "Hand away, ugly pussy!"

...

Qin Ye was silent for two seconds.

Two seconds later, Alsace's voice was filled with shock and anger and resounded in front of the window: "What are you going to do! Let go... let go! Do you know that this is the fairy treasure of the underworld! If you break a corner, you can tell whether you believe it or not!"

"Don't stop anyone!! Today I want it to tell the truth! Look at my face and speak! Touch my conscience!" Qin Ye poked out of the window, his temples jumped, and said gritting his teeth. Arthas tried his best to pull his clothes, and his posture was very delicate.

The mirror was shaking in his hands, and lines of text that continued to tease Qin Ye's nerves appeared quickly on it: "Don't you! If you have the ability, you will let this mirror break up!"

"Yes! My old friend is like you, now the grave is a 5th girl! Do you think I dare?" Qin Ye could say that he had already pinched the edge of the mirror with his orchid finger, and Alsace was almost worried about lying on him.

"Hahaha... the overview of the underworld is here with your father! This mirror is really scared. Please let go! If you don't let go, you will be raped?"

Qin Ye swallowed hard, turned his head suddenly, shrank back, and looked at Alsace seriously: "Little, how many times have you told you? A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. A kind of integrity is to be regarded as a hero in life, and a ghost hero in death. How can Yinmao give Yin spirits the right to ride on the head? How many times have you told you? Don't always pull me! Some Yin spirits just need to let it know who is the master!"

Alsace silently looked at his hand around Qin Ye's waist and glanced coldly at him: "Young man... want to die, do you?"

"But since you sincerely kept me, I will promise you mercifully and forcefully. I will barely let it go." Qin Ye's body quickly returned to the bedside, placed the mirror beside him, and he had already picked up the pillowcase and wiped it gently.

The movement is very natural and smooth.

"Oh? Didn't anyone want to smash this mirror just now? I told you that I can't get over this hurdle! I have been sitting high in the underworld for thousands of years, but I haven't seen anyone dared to be so arrogant in front of me!" The words on the mirror line after line, spraying five times a second.

Qin Ye frowned: "As a magic weapon in the underworld, can you not be so stingy?"

Then he turned around and said, "Little Ah, please apologize quickly. See what makes others angry?"

There was silence behind.

Three seconds later, with a loud "bang", Qin Ye perfectly printed on the door and rubbed his waist and slid down.

"Sir, you don't have to worry about him." Arthas smiled and walked to the mirror and hung up to bless him: "I..."

"I know, Aluo Shasa, didn't you just make a big explosion of the Apocalypse and was knocked into Naraku's abyss by me? When did I get out of prison? Let me be happy after saying it?" A line of words continued to appear.

Qin Ye was keenly aware that Alsace's hand on his knee sounded.

It can make a crisp sound with silicone body... It can be said that Alsace's rage is instantly full.

"Sir..." Qin Ye also came over and said with awkward smile: "It was just a little joke just now, what... Look, now the yin spirit in the world is about to explode, and I am the only one left in the underworld. I finally started a construction team, and I was only one step away from the overview. Did you... spit it out happily?"

"That depends on the mood of this mirror." Mingjing spoke up and lazily. Before he could speak, Alsace's cold voice came: "Sir, this is not a joke. Although Mingjing is a fairy treasure, how much harm did you suffer during the process of Ksitigarbha's Buddha? Only we can help you recover from your original state. Once the world collapses and thousands of ghosts travel, we can't handle it even if we have time to deal with it. Are you still expecting that you can help your soul leave your body? Return to the fairy treasure?"

Unexpected silence.

Mingjing hung high for a few seconds before saying, "Little girl... can you tell the injury of this mirror?"

Arthas Yingying Yifu: "After all, I was once the judge in charge of a province. As the level of immortal treasure, my spirit body cannot leave my body. I just unblocked it and I was unable to break through my own realm. You... now at most Impermanence."

Silence again.

After ten minutes, Mingjing Chang finally put away his thorns, his voice calmly, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. He said in a deep voice: "What's going on in the world?"

In the next thirty minutes, Qin Ye analyzed the situation in the world and said all his preparations and work in the underworld.

Mingjing was hanging high and was a little silent. After a long time, she sighed: "The animal realm... the Shura realm, the hungry ghost realm... the three masters... they were not taken away..."

The mirror turned around, and Qin Ye's face reflected in it, but it was not a shadow. Qin Ye in the mirror said deeply: "At most ten years, the final battle of Yin and Yang will surely break out. They... are by no means good! Even if this mirror has seen so many evil ghosts, they... are also one of the most vicious ones!"

"Have you seen them?" Qin Ye's eyes flashed and he asked immediately.

"See..." Mingjing took a deep breath: "The six paths were first formed, and they were extremely unstable. They needed the souls of evil men from all ages to be the foundation to capture them... In total, eighteen palace lords, three ghost kings, more than two hundred judges, Wuchang, soul-hiding, and countless ghosts... Don't think that this mirror can reflect their true form, even this mirror... can't reflect the source of all evil."

Qin Ye gasped: "What is their...the Yin Qi index? If Di Ting is 30 million?"

Mingjing was silent for a moment and spoke solemnly: "Each one, at least 12 million!"

Qin Ye and Alsace both felt their scalp numb.

"The peak of the Fujun... is close to the level of Yan Luo. No wonder... no wonder he has to dispatch such a huge force..." Arthas murmured: "Even if they were severely damaged in the process of becoming a Buddha in Ksitigarbha, now... they may be at least more than millions!"

In the world, there are three bloody eyes that are staring here all the time.

Mingjing hung high and took a deep breath: "Boy... As a fool chosen by Meng Po, let's forget about the previous incident. You can put this mirror on the top of the gate of hell at that time, which will be your advantage."

It paused: "I do have the overview picture, and when I felt that Ksitigarbha became a Buddha, Meng Po happened to be reporting to Emperor Bao. Her first reaction was to grab the mirror and look at the overview picture of the underworld. She was so smart..."

Qin Ye asked in a low voice: "Little Ah, Meng Po...is he so strong? Can he go from Emperor Bao to the mirror hanging high in an instant?"

Arthas said lightly: "Zheng Bao, in charge of the fifth hall, with the full name Bao Zheng, you should know who he is. The mirror is hanging high and the award of King Yama to Tianzi Bao. It is just above the fifth hall, and all crimes and punishments are measured. It is not considered magical."

Qin Ye nodded and looked at Mingjing sincerely and hung high: "When will I give it to me?"

"Now."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light shot straight into Qin Ye’s eyebrows. Qin Ye was shocked, his eyes blinked, and fainted with a thud.

"Is he okay?" Arthas asked nonsense.

"It's okay." Mingjing hung high and said lightly: "The underworld is so huge, millions of square kilometers. This mirror imprinted into his mind with magic. The amount of information is too huge. He can't digest it for a while, and he will be relieved after a few days."

Qin Ye can no longer hear what they said.

At this moment, his body was unconscious, but his soul entered an extremely vast world.

The sky was full of yin energy, and blood-red lightning and ghostly fire were shining in the sky. And in front of him, a magnificent city that had never been seen before appeared completely in front of him.

The hundreds of millions of calculating ghosts gathered from all directions, and the terrifying yin energy made him breathe hard, and he was like the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven, looking at this indescribable giant city!

Just at the gate of the giant city, on a stone tablet that reaches the sky, there are two big blood-red characters written on the silver hook and iron drawing!

Fengdu!

The six realms of reincarnation, the ten points of hell, the eighteen little hells, the Naihe Bridge, the Three Life Stone... etc., everything exists. Before that shocking change came, the complete underworld!
Chapter completed!