Alban was sweating profusely.
He finally realized the danger of the mist. He could not remember how he had climbed these hundreds of meters in the past.
And it took him so long to climb just a few hundred meters.
How long had he been lost in the mist?
He saw Serene about to pounce on him again.
Alban gritted his teeth and fought back aimlessly.
No, he absolutely could not get lost here. Tia was in danger, and she had been waiting for him. He needed to go back and see what was going on quickly.
He would hold her accountable if Jamie did not care for his sister.
Alban climbed through the mist.
Palace of the Ruler of Hell.
Lilly reviewed one case after another, looking at one case after another.
Finally, she was free and sat there, writing the papers.
Pablo organized the recent judgments and suddenly looked up, saying, “Jamie’s fate has completely returned to normal.”
Lilly smiled and said, “Of course, both of my brothers took action!”
Pablo gazed at her with amusement, noticing her petite frame and legs that did not quite reach the ground.
The throne of the King of Hell was elevated, leaving her feet dangling in mid-air and swaying slightly.
Even after experiencing so much, it seemed that she still had that happy look.
Lilly stretched lazily and jumped off the throne.
“I’m hungry, Dad!” Lilly quickly ran towards the back of the palace, saying, “Dad, I’m hungry!”
Blake was in a cooldown period.
He felt that there was something crucial, and he could not rashly rush over it. There was something important that he had not realized.
What exactly was it?
Blake only felt his mind was in chaos and his breath was somewhat unstable.
Jean had been leading a satisfying life, tending to melons with the Harem spirit while enjoying occasional gatherings with the ghost bride, the ugly aunt, and the Harem spirit companion.
During these gatherings, they gossiped about which king in the underworld had the most striking appearance.
However, after much discussion, they ultimately concluded that none could be deemed handsome.
Then they gossiped about whether the kings had wives. If they did, what were the names of their wives?
After gossiping, Jean followed the Harem spirit and the others to soak in the spiritual spring, absorbing the remaining one-third of the evil energy veins.
In such an aimless state, she unexpectedly made rapid progress, advancing from an ordinary ghost to a resentful ghost, a fierce ghost, and an evil ghost... The next step would be a ghost general.
The Harem spirit looked at her with envy and said, “Does your husband know you have progressed so quickly?”
Jean raised an eyebrow. “Which aspect are you referring to?”
The Harem spirit replied, “Probably the aspect of studying the structure of characters.”
Jean remained silent.
She just ran away!
The ghost bride held a little notebook, recording the classic quotes of the Harem spirit to keep up with her progress.
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