Chapter 1583: Netherworld, Other Shore Flower 58

Chapter 1583: Chapter 1583: Netherworld, Other Shore Flower 58

If it got caught by those above, there might be punishment.

But now, Host is in a bad mood, and Xiao Hua doesn’t dare to speak.

Just pretend not to see anything.

If you can get in, then go in.

It doesn’t know anything.

Just when Su Yan was about to get Little Red inside.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the lava.

Burned to reveal bare white bones.

A face turned into charcoal, crawling outward little by little.

Su Yan’s face remained unmoved, just watching.

Nan Ming let out a light chuckle.

"To kill me, you’re still lacking a bit."

The tearing voice, sounded like something scratching walls, very uncomfortable.

He crawled towards Su Yan.

Su Yan just stood there.

Quietly waiting for him.

Xiao Hua was clutched in the Host’s hand.

Feeling a bit timid.

Hmm... that Hellfire is very powerful.

Could it burn it to death??

The more Xiao Hua thought, the more scared it became.

But luckily, it has a clever brain.

"Host! Host! The Bone Whistle, you still have the Bone Whistle!!

Will the Hellfire, if touched, burn Xiao Hua to ashes??"

Xiao Hua hesitantly spoke.

In Su Yan’s mind, she recalled the woman before her death.

In a daze, batches of black-robed figures appeared before Su Yan, the heart-wrenching screams of evil ghosts filling the air.

Floating all around, almost instantly surrounding her impenetrably.

The entire Netherworld wanted to keep her here.

She wanted to destroy the entire Netherworld.

No one knows why.

The intent to kill in her heart was aroused.

Little Red saw things were not going well.

Immediately came before Su Yan, then transformed into a spiral, wrapping and protecting Su Yan inside.

Little Red let out a hum.

"Ssssss!!"

Looking quite formidable.

Thankfully it didn’t speak human words.

If it did, that childish tone would surely give it away.

Next, a piercing sound spread throughout the vast area.

Wave after wave, the shrill sound of the whistle.

Su Yan held that half-bone in her mouth.

Suddenly.

All the appearing evil ghosts and black-robed figures seemed to be affected.

Chaos ensued.

All rushed towards Nan Ming.

The tearing cries of vengeful spirits, as if awakening the deepest pain and hatred inside.

Nan Ming froze, retreating uniformly.

As Su Yan blew that whistle, there was a crack sound.

The Other Shore Flower hairpin in her hand broke apart.

The next second, Su Yan felt her consciousness fading.

Her hand tightly covered Little Red’s snakeskin.

Just as Little Red was being taken in, the next second, Su Yan vanished.

With a soft thud, the hairpin fell to the ground, seemingly losing its former sharpness.

Shattered like glass, breaking into pieces.

No longer full of the life it once had.

In the Netherworld.

The released evil ghosts attacked Nan Ming together.

The Hellfire devoured the last piece of land.

The entire Netherworld fell into this lava hell.

A sea of fire.

Filled with chaotic despair.

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Spring breeze, willow trees, after the rain, Jiangnan Water Town.

This gentle place rarely sees the bustling traffic and towering buildings of the city.

Su Yan sat in a tea house.

Wearing a black suit, her hair tied behind her head.

With her head down, she was drinking the freshly brewed tea.

Beside her, a briefcase was placed.

The all-black outfit made her look very capable.

Sitting across from her was a boy, around sixteen or seventeen years old.