The face of Pluto was as deep as water. The generals around him also saw the sign and blurted out: "Are they sent from the Demon Realm? What does that Demon Lord want to do? It is not enough to hurt our generation of Pluto and many generals, and they also want to harm our children in the Underworld?!"

The other generals and ministers were also angrily: "Does the Demon Lord still hold a grudge against the attack? This is to take revenge!"

"This is very likely. After all, the demon is a demon and likes to revenge. Although we were deceived at the beginning, we followed us to attack, I am afraid that the demon lord will hold a grudge against us for the rest of his life and always want to take revenge..."

"Then she was too cruel. Didn't she say she had turned the article over at that time? Although her unsuccessful palace has suffered a lot, our underworld has also suffered a lot..."

Ning Xuemo held his arms and listened to them talking, but did not interrupt, but the corner of his lips curled up a sneer.

Are these people idiots?

Which assassin carries obvious iconic things when he goes out to do business?

People who can be called assassins are all those who are cruel and meticulous. They are assassins and not inferior products. How could they make such low-level mistakes?

Pluto raised his hand to stop everyone's discussion: "Maybe someone framed it, everything is not final, so don't make any guesses."

A sentence made everyone stop talking, and the Pope looked at Ning Xuemo again: "What is in this coffin?"

Ning Xuemo lit the coffin lid on the stick in his hand and said carelessly: "You will know if you have something to open it!"

The lid of the coffin was lifted open by Ning Xuemo, and finally revealed the things inside.

The things in the blood-red coffin are very simple, just a jar.

The jar looks very ordinary, a bit like a common urn. The difference is that it is bone-white and looks very dull.

"What is this?" Pluto looked at the shop owner.

The shop owner said, "This is... the urn of Caomin's wife. Caomin and his wife have always been loving. She left me before. Caomin was extremely reluctant to leave her, so he sealed her ashes into this altar, put them in a coffin, and stayed with Caomin..." The lies were made up so much.

Ning Xuemo sneered: "So this is the urn of your beloved wife? What does that blood coffin mean?"

"Caomin's wife likes to wear big red clothes during her lifetime, and Caomin just wants to help her fulfill this wish."

Ning Xuemo smiled softly: "So that's it?" She looked down at the inconspicuous jar: "It really looks like an urn... I just don't know if there are ashes inside..."

She reached out to get the jar, and the shop owner rushed over and said, "Don't alarm her!" His eyes were filled with anger: "The dead are the most important, can you not even let the dead go?!"

Before he could pounce on him, Ning Xuemo waved his sleeve away.

The shop owner was staggered by Ning Xuemo, and Ning Xuemo smiled and said, "Why are you panic? If it were really a urn, no one would do it."

She looked at the Pope again: "Why don't your Majesty send someone to check this thing?"

Pluto waved his hand and called a coroner to see the jar.

The coroner stepped forward, leaned over and picked up the jar, shook it first, then slammed it, opened the jar and sniffed it inward, and then reported: "Your Majesty, this jar should not contain ashes, but this jar seemed to be burned with bones."
Chapter completed!