The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

"Boss, you wake up!"

As soon as Hei Huomian stepped out of Bai Shuiru's bedroom, he saw the little girl coming towards him with two drinks on a tray.

The man narrowed his peach blossom eyes behind his sunglasses, walked forward and looked down at the little girl, his tone was quite dangerous:

"What did you call me?"

Or was he a little moody because I was angry and didn’t get enough rest for two or three days?

Bai Shuiru nodded to herself, smiling and coaxing in a gentle voice:

"Huo Mian, come, have a drink."

Hei Huomian led the little girl to sit in the semi-open small living room at the end of the aisle, picked up his navy blue ceramic mug, and took a sip of the ice drink through the straw.

Bai Shuiru held her rhodochrosite mug in both hands, staring at Hei Huomian who was sitting opposite her while drinking the drink, and then asked impatiently:

"How is it? Isn't it good?"

"It's sour, sweet, and cool. There's ice cream and mango flesh. Did you make it yourself?"

"Of course, I used to work in a tea shop. This is called lemon mint mango smoothie snow top."

The man took another sip, held his chin up to look at her, and asked:

"It's empty. Can you make one for my parents and Wanwan as well? I believe they will like it too."

The little girl was praised, and she slumped on the sofa with joy and ease, waving her well-proportioned and strong arms, and responded:

"Everyone in the Sucong manor has drunk it, and I have prepared a cup for each of your twelve secret guards. This is your share."

"I wanted to serve it in a glass, which would look better. But they are preparing Faye's birthday dinner, and I don't want to cause trouble at this time. I'll make it another day and I'll definitely serve it in a glass."

When Hei Huomian heard this, the smile on his face instantly froze like frost.

"Let me taste it again...it doesn't seem that amazing. Maybe - your cup is better?"

As the man spoke, he picked up the straw with his long fingers and inserted it into Bai Shuiru's rhodochrosite cup to suck, then picked up the cup.

"How could that be?! I added more for you according to your taste..."

Bai Shuiru stood up excitedly, and her long legs accidentally hit the coffee table. The marker that Hei Huomian had placed on the coffee table was immediately hit and fell to the ground, breaking into seven or eight pieces.

"Ah! Sorry! Sorry!"

Bai Shuiru hurriedly took out a few tissues to soak up the drink on the floor, but Hei Huomian grabbed her wrist.

"Watch your hands! Just let the servants clean it."

Hei Huomian lowered his eyes and looked at the broken pieces of the cup, sighing in disappointment:

"It's such a pity. This was a gift from my mom on my 18th birthday."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I, I will definitely compensate you."

The little girl felt so guilty that she didn't know whether to sit or stand.

"It's okay. If it breaks, it breaks."

Hei Huomian picked up the other person's rhodochrosite water cup very naturally, leaned lazily on the single sofa, and sipped the ice drink.

"Well, your cup tastes better after all!"

"You, wait here for me for a few minutes."

Bai Shuiru blushed slightly, seemed to have made some decision, turned around and ran away in a hurry.

The man lay on the sofa, sipping an ice drink leisurely, a smug smile forming on his lips.

After dinner that day, Bai Shuiru chatted with Heihuomian's family in the small reception room.

She looked at Jing Youxi's good mood, licked her lips, and said softly:

"Faye, I'm sorry, I-I broke the mug you gave Huo Mian for his 18th birthday."

Jing Youxi looked at her with a frown on his face as he reminisced, but Bai Shuiru mistook it for anger. He quickly lowered his eyes and slowly said, "It's my fault. I didn't sit properly and kicked the coffee table..."

Jing Youxi glanced suspiciously at his eldest son, receiving the message conveyed by his eyes. His sight swept across the two rhodochrosite cups on the coffee table that were obviously a pair. He instantly suppressed the smile that was about to bloom and responded calmly:

"It's okay. He doesn't like it anyway. This brat is very disobedient~!"

"What other drinks can you make? I'll try to make them someday."

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Somewhere, there seemed to be a thick and gloomy thunderstorm cloud only tens of meters away from the ground, so heavy that it seemed like it would collapse to the ground at any time.

Seven or eight ghosts climbed over a 20-meter-long wall that was neatly fixed with talismans to prevent ghosts from approaching, and supported each other and floated towards the wasteland outside the wall.

The searchlights behind me were blaring, and the dogs were barking and shouting:

"Don't run!"

"They're at ten o'clock! Quick! Catch them!"

Suddenly, an even more shocking command came from behind them:

"Release the Iron-Haired Dog! No need to leave any of him alive!"

When the Piao people heard this, they became more panicked and floated forward quickly, looking back at the two teams of ghost Rakshasas chasing them from time to time.

In a moment, louder and more ferocious dog barking was heard coming from the building gate.

"Run! It's the Iron-Haired Dog! Run!"

The Iron-haired Dog is a vicious dog from the underworld that hunts down and eats the souls of the dead. It has sharp teeth, claws, and hair that is as hard as steel.

Once bitten by the Iron-Haired Dog, the soul will be lost and can never be put together again, let alone reincarnated.

The seven or eight of them were running away, some were too exhausted to fly anymore, and they stood there panting and trying to persuade:

"Xiao Shun, just run on your own and leave us alone!"

The young man called "Xiao Shun" stopped, gasping for breath and widening his eyes, unconsciously looking back at the huge building behind him that looked like a terrifying monster.

There are tall high-voltage power line towers standing in a row, stretching into the endless darkness, like a pair of giant wings that have never been spread out.

It seemed to be looking down on and supervising its subordinates, looking at them as if it was catching chickens and ducks that had escaped from the farm.

Xiao Shun couldn't help but shudder, and quickly reached out to pull his parents up, encouraging them:

"Dad, Mom, don't give up! Let's run together, run together!"

As they were talking, there were sounds of dogs barking and screaming.

The ghosts that fell behind the team were caught up by the ghost demons and killed on the spot, or torn to pieces and swallowed by the sharp teeth of the iron-haired dogs.

The middle-aged woman pushed her son away and cried:

"Xiao Shun, don't worry about me, run! Go back to the right path and reincarnate. If you have a chance, expose this matter. This is their only hope!"

"Run~!"

The middle-aged woman looked back and saw her husband died tragically while trying to save her. She turned around with sorrow and opened her arms to welcome the two huge iron-haired dogs that were chasing her. In an instant, she was knocked down and bitten. Her howls of pain soon became intermittent and were then replaced by the sound of gnawing.

"Woo~! Dad! Mom~!"

Xiao Shun rolled and crawled while crying, following his instinct to fly wildly.

He immediately closed his eyes and rushed forward, but he still seemed to be aware that the flags flying everywhere in the power plant fell from the sky and covered him:

The pattern on the flag is a book spread out in a fan shape; a pen stands between the pages; there are eighteen pages on the left side of the pen and ten pages on the right side.

Xiaoshun had heard his parents, relatives and friends speculate before:

The book on the flag may be the Book of Life and Death, and the pen is the Judge's Pen. The left page represents the eighteen levels of hell; the right side represents the ten levels of reincarnation.

The power behind this must have extremely high power and status in the underworld.

Xiao Shun didn't know how long he had been floating around before he saw a flash of light somewhere in the distance, as if it had burst out from the chaos.

Delighted, he flew quickly towards the light source, dodged into the light gap in a panic, and in a flash arrived at a peaceful and tranquil area.

The soft moonlight covered the hilly plains before my eyes, softening the huge building at the end of my sight.

There was a constant flow of powerful soothing energy coming from the building, attracting Xiao Shun to float in that direction unconsciously.

The light gap behind him that was about to close was suddenly forced open again, and a light body like flowing smoke emerged.

As the sun sets, dense dark clouds surge in under the cover of the dark blue night sky, gradually gathering above the Sucong Manor. Even the colorful high-altitude projection lights could not penetrate and were firmly suppressed under the clouds.

The live orchestra played Western classical music, mixed with the conversations and laughter of male and female guests, and no one noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky at all.