Chapter 144
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"Honored Sir, please be lenient!" a cry comes from a distance.
Then, a figure is seen approaching from afar as fast as lightning, urgently stopping in front of Di Ming Jue and Han Ye.
They see that the person who has come is in his early forties, even younger than Cao Wendao.
But his temples are white, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes make him look even more incomparably old.
Seeing this person, many people in the Ghost City cry out in joy.
"King of Hell! It's King of Hell! "
"We're saved, the Ghost City is saved!"
The person who has come is actually the person in charge of Xia 'an's Ghost City, King of Hell Xia Yi.
Everyone in the Ghost City knows how powerful and frightening the King of Hell is.
Although they are all Precelestial powerhouses, five Magistrates added together can't compare to a King of Hell.
So when they see Xia Yi's arrival, the Ghost Envoys think that they're saved, each and every one of them almost crying tears of joy.
However, what makes them shocked is that.
When Xia Yi sees Di Ming Jue, not only does he not fly into a rage, he instead reveals a frightened and vigilant expression.
He even instinctively takes a step back.
His complexion changes again and again, and he finally slowly cups his hands, "This one is Ghost City's King of Hell Xia Yi, may I ask for your honored sir's name? If my Ghost City has offended you in any way, I hope that you will be magnanimous and let us go. As long as it's within the scope of our ability, my Ghost City is willing to make any compensation! "
As soon as Xia Yi says this, the surrounding Ghost Envoys all suck in a mouthful of cold air, their complexions becoming increasingly pale.
Even the King of Hell is afraid to this extent, who is this man?
What kind of fiend did they provoke this time?
Han Ye sneers, stepping forward and saying: "Compensation? You injured my Madam, do you think that by saying a word of compensation, you can get away with it? "
Hearing that, a mouthful of old blood gets stuck in Xia Yi's throat, and he can't spit it out.
Just now, he glanced at the girl in Di Ming Jue's arms. Although she's unconscious, she's only exhausted, and not injured at all.
And what about his Ghost City? Not only are five Magistrates dead, more than half of the building has collapsed, and all the treasures and belongings have been completely lost. It can be said to be a heavy loss.
Shouldn't he be the one who should be compensated?
Han Ye sneers: "Since you have nothing to say, then all of you should die as an apology to my Madam!"
As he spoke, he unsheathed his sword, which gleamed with a cold light.
There's no need for Di Ming Jue to make a move. Han Ye, with 90% of his cultivation suppressed, is already enough to make Xia Yi and the group of Ghost Envoys tremble, their faces revealing despair.
"Wait … wait a minute!" Suddenly, an aged voice shakily rings out, "Surrounding and killing Miss Jun was the doing of Magistrate Xu and his men. Me and Miss Ru Yan, we want to risk our lives to save Miss Jun. Please be lenient and give our Ghost City a way out! "
Old Tao, who had followed Xia Yi in, knelt on the ground with a thud, his face full of pleading.
Han Ye narrows his eyes: "You risked your life to save my Madam?"
"Yes, yes! It's all thanks to Miss Jun's medicine that I was able to break through the bottleneck. Miss Jun has given me and Miss Ruyan a new lease of life. How can we just watch as Miss Jun dies! " Old Tao pointed to the heavens and swore, "I dare to swear that everything I said is true. Please believe me!"
The reinforcements that Old Tao had requested were none other than the King of Hell, Xia Yi.
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