This isn't Zhou Ze being pretentious or deliberately sarcastic;

In fact, Zhou Ze was being sincere.

He was indeed wary of Ying Gou in many ways, maintaining a comprehensive vigilance.

Whether in words or actions, he would always confront him without hesitation.

My well-being depends on your misfortune.

But to say that Zhou Ze hated Ying Gou,

Hated him to the point of wanting him dead, to devour his flesh and drink his blood?

Not really.

After all, when it came down to it, if it hadn't been for Ying Gou's interventions so many times, Zhou Ze would have died countless times already.

Being wary of him was for self-preservation, but it wasn't related to hatred.

Actually,

their relationship,

to say they loved and hated each other,

was a bit of an exaggeration.

But as two people in this world who could be said to be the closest,

they had developed some understanding.

Not friends, but more like close neighbors,

always arguing,

throwing dung at each other's doors,

cursing each other's descendants.

But if the neighbor suddenly died one day,

it would be a little lonely.

If the situation really deteriorated to that extent,

if there was truly no escape today,

then,

Boss Zhou really wouldn't mind doing a favor,

since he was going to die anyway,

he'd just let Ying Gou out,

no need to commit suicide,

let him continue to roam.

Anyway, with that guy's temper,

without fully recovering to his peak state,

sooner or later he'd be killed again by the Hell Coalition.

"You say you'll kill yourself after yelling a couple of times; don't you think it's tiresome? I think it's tiresome. Are you going to commit suicide for love?"

"............" Ying Gou.

"Don't take it seriously; let me look again, let me wait a little longer. What if there's a miracle, and I have a way out?"

Zhou Ze sighed and continued,

"If it's ultimately proven that there's no other way to go, I'll do that then, okay?

After all,

I still want to continue living,

I want to live."

He might be more perfunctory and hypocritical to others,

but there was no need to say anything empty to the person closest to him.

Zhou Ze had figured out Ying Gou's personality,

and Ying Gou had also seen through Zhou Ze's personality.

Less routine,

more sincerity.

Looking up,

the gods fighting above hadn't ended yet,

but it was becoming increasingly tragic.

This feeling of heaven and earth shaking with every gesture

was shocking,

but Boss Zhou didn't really like it.

Zhou Ze felt that

the fighting between the two was too crude.

He even disdained Ying Gou's battle displays sometimes;

there was no sense of beauty at all, and it was too tiresome,

like those fantasy novels in his bookstore that never sold, repeating the same templates and routines over and over.

His own "Coffee," "Newspaper," and "Add Sugar,"

seemed to have less exaggerated and domineering move names,

but they had a sense of everyday life,

and that was the real cool.

Those vulgar people wouldn't appreciate it.

It's a pity,

it seems he wouldn't have the chance to reach that step in his lifetime.

If there really was such a day,

he would stand on the peak of Mount Tai,

raise his hand "Newspaper,"

shattering this hellish blood moon,

wave his hand "Coffee,"

collapsing this Avici Hell,

casually "Add Sugar,"

directly severing this ancient Yellow Springs.

Let the entire Hell tremble in fear under "Newspaper, Coffee, and Add Sugar,"

Ha...

Boss Zhou fell into a state of self-gratification.

He's about to die anyway,

can't he indulge in a little daydreaming?

As Boss Zhou's self-stimulation continued,

the battle above gradually became clearer.

King Equality Lu was indeed seriously injured, but he deserved to be the master of the Ninth Hall. At this time, he used many different techniques. Compared to Lawyer An's repetitive "The Netherworld is orderly, the laws are ruthless," King Equality's arsenal was truly too rich.

And the effeminate man, who had initially held the advantage, was increasingly unable to sustain it.

His injuries were truly too terrifying, equivalent to fighting this Hell Yama while patching himself up!

Neither of them were ordinary characters;

having reached their level,

many unimaginable things could become commonplace.

Boss Zhou even felt that watching this blockbuster before dying was quite worth it.

Most people,

live mediocre lives in the Yang world,

and are muddle-headed after death in the Yin world.

How many are fortunate enough to witness such a sight?

"Boom!"

Under a large seal,

the effeminate man was smashed down,

landing right in the square,

struggling weakly,

but unable to support himself.

The blood lines on his body became as thick as thumbs, as if they would split him apart in the next moment.

King Equality Lu stood in the air,

his black clothes fluttering,

possessing a temperament that was difficult to describe in words.

The Ten Kings of Hell, widely circulated in Yang world myths and legends, were indeed not exaggerated.

In the end,

he had won this battle,

but he had won very tragically.

His foundation, the Ninth Hall, had already been destroyed!

Even,

his own seal,

had fallen into the hands of an unknown ghost servant.

Instinctively,

his gaze quickly caught Zhou Ze, who was standing under the palace tower below.

It wasn't too difficult for him to find someone here.

At this time,

Zhou Ze was also looking at him.

Their eyes met,

Boss Zhou even had a smile on his face.

King Equality narrowed his eyes.

He didn't know that Zhou Ze was daydreaming and thought that Zhou Ze was relying on something.

Forget it,

the matter of this ghost servant,

could be settled later.

King Equality Lu raised his hands,

a large seal re-suspended,

instantly transforming into a world,

planning to smash it down directly,

to finish off the effeminate man below!

The Ninth Hall was destroyed,

he was hunted down by several Attendants,

and he didn't even know how many of the Ten Kings of Hell were on his side.

Most despairingly,

he didn't know which side the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was on.

These Ten Attendants, who had suddenly appeared a hundred years ago and whose names were not well-known,

had been very low-key for a long time.

Although the Ten Kings of Hell were wary, they couldn't tell whether they were just a group of dogs raised by the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Everyone was unsure whether the Bodhisattva wanted to imitate what happened back then,

replacing the Mount Tai Governor with the Ten Kings of Hell, using the Ten Attendants to replace the Ten Kings of Hell.

This panic, this confusion,

was truly unbearable for someone of his status.

However,

fate,

was ultimately earned by oneself.

Today,

he, King Equality,

had finally won back a city!

Killing this bastard,

even if he died in the end, it would be considered a victory!

If he retreated, lurking and distinguishing between friend and foe, it wouldn't be impossible for the Ninth Hall to rise again!

"Die,

for this King!"

The great seal crashed down,

the effeminate man didn't fear,

nor did he beg for mercy,

he just smiled.

Beside him,

there was a white cat. It was also scarred all over, but it had been lying beside him, licking his wounds with its tongue,

accompanying him,

to die together.

Previously, this white cat was the effeminate man's dharma form, fighting alongside him.

It's over,

the group of ghost servants watching the show below thought this way.

They were lucky,

because there were dozens of unlucky ones,

who had already been directly crushed by the aftershocks of the battle between the two great figures, leaving no渣 behind.

This was like watching an outdoor movie in a war-torn area in the Middle East,

risking their lives to watch.

They were also unlucky,

because no matter which great figure won, they would all be doomed.

Even if King Equality won at this time,

he might kill them to silence them!

"It's over."

Zhou Ze reached out and knocked his head,

sighing deeply.

Damn it,

the victory or defeat was about to be decided,

but the miracle still didn't appear.

He could only blame the simpleton who was definitely good at construction back then.

He didn't know how many years had passed,

but this palace could still stand firm, even enduring the battle between two great figures. This barrier wasn't damaged at all.

He should really bring the bastards who do shoddy construction in the Yang world to Hell,

to admire the simpleton's "craftsman spirit!"

However,

the slap in the face came very quickly!

"Crack..."

But at this moment,

above their heads,

a crack suddenly appeared!

As if there were a pair of dark claws,

above this palace barrier,

forcibly tearing open a gap!

The harsh sound came, like cloth being cut, causing people's souls to tremble and become almost unbearable.

At the same time,

a sharp cat's meow came,

black light fell instantly,

directly crushing the seal that was about to smash into the effeminate man.

Even King Equality Lu had to temporarily avoid the edge and retreat.

When he looked up again,

King Equality's face was full of anger and unwillingness!

One step,

just one step away!

Damn it,

they could actually tear it open here!

"Meow!"

The cat's meow roared,

from the location of the crack,

you could see the upper part of Hell outside,

even the blood moon could be seen clearly.

Zhou Ze was a little horrified.

How huge would a cat have to be

to have such terrifying claws?

This simply subverted Zhou Ze's understanding of cats as animals.

Lawyer An had said that it was rumored that the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mount, Di Ting, had a body like mountains and eyes like pools of blood, but the cat in front of him shouldn't be much inferior.

At this time,

Ying Gou in Zhou Ze's body suddenly opened his mouth:

"It… is… It…"

Uh,

Boss Zhou was a little stunned.

Ying Gou knows it?

Zhou Ze instantly thought of the xiezhi that Ying Gou called "Wangcai,"

and directly asked,

"Is it called Mimi?"

"............" Ying Gou.

After a long time,

the huge cat actually stretched its head, as big as a valley, in,

its eyes carrying a hint of playfulness,

staring intently at King Equality Lu below, who had just won but was already exhausted.

And the white cat beside the effeminate man was happily "meowing" at the top non-stop.

The huge black cat suddenly twitched its nose,

its gaze began to look around suspiciously.

Here,

how come there seems to be a familiar smell?

"Is it looking for you? Is it a pet you used to keep? Are we saved?"

Zhou Ze suddenly became happy.

Even the simpleton raised pets.

"It… was… among… those… who… caused… my… fall…"

"............" Zhou Ze.