Chapter 345345: Po Meng
Is it any different from where you go after you die?
Tang San knew the underworld, he even understood the underworld better than many, many, even 100% of the people in this "underworld".
The King of Hell asked you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch?
In Tang San's world, words such as the King of Hell, black and white, impermanence of black and white, gate of hell, road to hell, etc. were not unfamiliar words.
I came to the "Ghost Pass" inexplicably and said it was no different from death?
"When you arrive in the killing city, don't trust anyone, everyone is an enemy!"
Tang Hao's words echoed in his ears, and a hint of understanding flashed in Tang San's eyes.
This must be fake, it's all to deceive him!
"Aren't you afraid of retribution for blaspheming the underworld like this?"
Tang San asked aloud.
Even he would not dare to blaspheme like this, let alone a place like the underworld.
"Desecrate the underworld?"
The two looked at each other, and after looking at each other, they saw in each other's eyes that they were confused.
They are public officials in the underworld, and the sins that should be judged have been redeemed long ago.
Even if they really get down there, they have nothing to fear. Maybe they can be regarded as having work experience and truly become staff members?
Thinking of this, the two of them smiled knowingly.
"What we are doing is to clean up the sins of those who have made big mistakes in their lifetimes, so that they will not be punished too harshly when they get to the bottom."
As if he thought of something, one of them said impatiently: "Why are you talking to a young boy so much?"
"Take him to the Lord Judge first."
"Yeah."
After hearing this, Tang San was a little confused and didn't understand what these two people meant.
The same was true for Tang Hao and Tang Xiao secretly, they looked confused.
The Killing City used to be full of corpses, but now there are no traces of them, and it is even more eerie and terrifying.
This made Tang Hao a little hard to understand.
When Tang San heard the word judge, he was even more confused.
You know, he can confirm that there are no legends about the King of Hell or even the underworld in Douluo Continent.
But what appeared in front of him was a "fake" underworld, which really made him speechless.
Since the other party wants to "play", then he wants to accompany the other party to see it.
Following the two of them silently, Tang San gradually saw a blood-red moat. One look at this moat made Tang San's scalp tingle uncontrollably.
The smell of blood hit his face, and he knew what was going on without saying much, especially for a killer like him.
Blood...it's all blood...
A river of blood, a real river of blood!
This was the first time even Tang San had seen this scene. He just felt that this underworld was extremely evil and should be destroyed.
"Be careful. Being able to come here on your own initiative means that you are not a good person. How come you are suppressed by just such a small scene?"
One of the two people leading the way said without changing his expression.
After hearing this, Tang San's eyes twitched, what do you mean if he came here on his own initiative, he must not be a good guy. Didn't he just come here for the Killing God Realm?
He has done nothing wrong, so why should he be said to be not a good person?
No, how could he, Tang San, be a thing?
Tang San: "..."
He wanted to say something, his mouth opened slightly, but he stopped talking.
This was a dead end and he couldn't tell.
Tang San snorted coldly and said nothing. When he understands what kind of underworld this is, he will definitely kill the person who spoke!
This guy has a way to die!
"It seems that you are really nothing. I still see people so accurately. I have lost this body in vain."
"..."
There is a bridge on the moat, and there are faint waves of fog, giving people a rather mysterious feeling.
There is a beautiful woman standing on the bridge. She has a charming face. Just standing there makes people think wildly. After all, it is not formal. Having a name is the greatest gift.
When the two people leading the way saw the woman, they instinctively wanted to raise their heads and salute, but something occurred to them, and the fire in their hearts was immediately extinguished.
I have to say that women are really good-looking and coolly dressed, which can always arouse the most primitive desires.
But their identities, her strength...
There are some things that you just don’t dare to think about, let alone do them!
“I’ve met Mrs. Meng Po!”
The two of them bowed their hands to "Mother Meng" and said with respect.
This "Meng Po" is not a simple person. She was once the King of Slaughter's most trusted subordinate and most capable general.
He is a truly titled Douluo!
The reason why she fell to the Killing City was mainly because she liked the feeling of falling. She came to the Killing City on her own initiative.
"Hey, there's a new guy here."
"Meng Po" smiled evilly, and a glint flashed in her eyes. This newcomer looked pretty good, but taking the initiative to come to the killing city might not be a good thing.
Of course, she also admitted that she was not a good person.
Because some people are born evil, and she is such a person.
When Tang San saw this, he felt his blood surge. How had he ever seen such a scene?
Even at the Tiandou City Auction House back then, the girls there could only be considered conservative.
But he vaguely felt that the person in front of him was not simple. To be called "Meng Po", her strength must be not low, otherwise, she would not be able to stand on this Naihe Bridge.
Yes, this bridge is called Naihe Bridge. The longer Tang San stayed in this underworld, the more he felt that it was not simple here.
There are no legends of the underworld on Douluo Continent, but the original killing city is filled with "legends" of the underworld.
Tang San was doubting whether he had really arrived in the underworld, especially the bloody sun in the sky, which made him fall into deep thought.
Weird, gloomy, evil everywhere, and yet very clean.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had a newcomer, and my sister’s soup hasn’t been sold for a long time.”
"Young man, do you want to drink two more bowls?"
"Meng Po" smiled evilly, her eyes showing three parts expectation, three parts disdain and four parts indifference.
She felt that the current underworld was much more interesting than the previous killing city.
Especially when welcoming new people.
It would be better if people came every day.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if the outside world is too peaceful, so there are many, many fewer visitors to the Killing City.
The corners of Tang San's eyes twitched slightly. If he hadn't felt that the person in front of him was a little scary, he would have directly said that the other person had a way to kill him.
Drink two more bowls of "Meng Po" soup?
Did he say he wanted to drink?
After arriving here, he didn't know what was going on, so how could he drink soup randomly?
In addition, the "Meng Po" in front of him is really "weird", and it is even more impossible for him to...
"Boy, everyone who comes here must drink Meng Po soup. If you don't drink it, hey!"
"You don't want to know what will happen!"
"The last person who relied on his strength to avoid drinking Meng Po soup is now integrated with the underworld below."
(End of chapter)