"Your Majesty, show mercy!" A shout came from afar.

Then he saw a figure stopping from far to near like a rushing lightning, and rushed to Di Mingjue and Han Ye.

I saw that the visitor looked only in his early forties, even younger than Cao Wendao.

But his temples were white, and the vicissitudes of his eyes made him look extremely old.

Seeing this person, many people in the ghost market screamed with joy.

"Mr. Hell! Hell.

"We are saved, and the ghost market is saved!"

The person who came was actually the general manager of the ghost market in Xia'an City, Xia Yi, the king of Hell.

Everyone in the Ghost Market knows how powerful and terrifying the King of Hell is.

Although they are both innate powerhouses, the five judges together are not as good as the King of Hell.

So when the ghosts arrived, they all thought they were saved, and they all cried with joy.

However, what shocked them was.

When Xia Yi saw Di Mingjue, he not only did not take action in anger, but instead showed a look of fear and alertness.

The steps under his feet even took a step back instinctively.

His face changed again and again, and finally he slowly bowed, "In Xiagui City, King of Hell, Xia Yi, may I ask your name Gao? If there is any offense in my ghost market, I hope you will give us a digit. As long as it is within the scope of my ability, I ghost market is willing to make any compensation!"

As soon as Xia Yi said this, the ghosts around him took a breath of cold air, and his face became more pale and horrified.

Even the King of Hell is afraid of this. Who is this man?

What kind of evil star did they provoke?

Han Ye sneered and walked forward and said, "Compensation? You injured my wife because you thought that just by saying compensation, can you get rid of the matter?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yi's mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat and could not even spit it out.

He just glanced at the girl in his arms that Di Mingjue was holding, and saw that although she was in a coma, she was just exhausted and was not injured at all.

And what about his own ghost market? Not only did five judges die, but more than half of the buildings collapsed. All the treasures and property were lost, which can be said to be a heavy loss.

Isn't he the one who needs to be compensated?

Han Ye sneered: "Since you have nothing to say, then go to death and apologize to my wife!"

As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed and the cold light flashed.

Without Di Mingjue's actions, it was just a cold night that suppressed 90% of its cultivation, which made Xia Yi and the ghost messengers tremble and show despair.

"Wait... wait a moment!" Suddenly, an old voice trembled and remembered, "It was Judge Xu who insisted on his own actions. Miss Ruyan and I, Miss Ruyan, we all want to save Miss Jun when we fight to the death. Please show mercy to give us a way out of the ghost market!"

Lao Tao, who followed Xia Yi, knelt on the ground with a thud, his face full of prayers.

Han Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "You are trying to save my wife?"

"Yes, yes! The little one can break through the bottleneck. Thanks to Miss Jun's medicine, Miss Jun has recreated grace to Zaixia and Miss Ruyan. How can we watch Miss Jun die if we die!" Lao Tao pointed to Tianyan, "I dare to swear, everything I said is true, please believe me!"

The reinforcements Lao Tao went out to invite was King of Hell Xia Yi.

Because he had a small kindness to Xia Yi when he was young, Lao Tao could not improve his cultivation for so many years, but he could still stay in the ghost market safely.
Chapter completed!