I Love Little Watermelon

Chapter 227 Pretending

It vaguely felt that the evil ghost in front of him was at least a level six, maybe even stronger.

If Yuan Mu Ye died, then Liang Sen Yu might be beyond saving.

This was Yuan Mu Ye's greatest regret, but in this situation, there was nothing he could do to change it.

The evil ghost released yin qi, completely shrouding the area.

A hint of excitement was on its face, as if it was about to absorb Yuan Mu Ye's living soul and become even stronger.

After waiting for a while, it finally got close, reaching out its hand to grab Yuan Mu Ye.

Its hand didn't touch Yuan Mu Ye's physical body at all, but directly grabbed Yuan Mu Ye's soul.

Being touched by the evil ghost's hand caused Yuan Mu Ye a tearing pain.

Yuan Mu Ye couldn't help but let out a scream, and with that scream, he felt his soul trembling.

"It hurts..."

Yuan Mu Ye's facial features twisted.

Seeing Yuan Mu Ye's expression, the evil ghost was even more excited, comforting Yuan Mu Ye, "Boy, don't worry, it'll be over soon, very soon."

Hearing such comfort, Yuan Mu Ye only wanted to kill the evil ghost in front of him.

If he could move, he would risk his life to hurt the evil ghost.

As time passed, Yuan Mu Ye continued to scream.

But the excitement on the evil ghost's face was gone, replaced by a solemn expression.

It began to realize that something was wrong. It had put in so much effort, but still couldn't pull out Yuan Mu Ye's soul, which was quite unscientific.

In the past, with its methods, the living souls of human cultivators would have been stripped away long ago.

But what was going on with this kid?

It stared at Yuan Mu Ye, but couldn't see anything wrong.

Finally, after trying again, it gave up, because it simply couldn't pull out Yuan Mu Ye's living soul.

At this time, Yuan Mu Ye also felt the pain on his body rapidly disappearing.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang in Yuan Mu Ye's ear, "Boy, tell me, what's going on?"

Yuan Mu Ye met the evil ghost's eyes. This evil ghost was really different from the others.

Its eyes were like sapphires.

After the pain lessened, Yuan Mu Ye also sensed this, and also confirmed that his soul was still in his body.

He was also very surprised, staring at the evil ghost and saying, "What do you mean, what's going on?"

"Why can't your living soul be stripped away?"

The evil ghost asked calmly.

Hearing this, Yuan Mu Ye suddenly felt a surge of confidence.

Why couldn't his living soul be stripped away?

Yuan Mu Ye didn't know either.

But knowing that the evil ghost couldn't do anything to him for the time being, Yuan Mu Ye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even so, Yuan Mu Ye's situation hadn't improved much.

First of all, the system had run away, so Yuan Mu Ye wanted to buy something, but it was basically impossible.

If the system hadn't run away, Yuan Mu Ye felt he would still have a chance.

But now the system was gone...

This was definitely a disadvantage for Yuan Mu Ye.

So in this situation, Yuan Mu Ye had no choice but to save himself. He thought for a moment and said, "You want to swallow my soul? You're overestimating yourself. Do you know who's behind me?"

Yuan Mu Ye planned to scare this guy first.

Sure enough, when this guy heard Yuan Mu Ye say this, he looked confused, and a hint of fear seemed to appear in his eyes.

He then opened his mouth and asked, "Who?"

The smile on his face had gradually faded.

"Have you been in this mortal realm for too long? Have you forgotten where you should be going?"

Yuan Mu Ye continued.

Hearing this, the evil ghost began to feel a little lost. He thought about it for a while, but at first, he didn't understand what Yuan Mu Ye meant.

After carefully pondering it, he gradually understood.

So he said, "Are you talking about Diyu (the Underworld)?"

When he said these two words, a look of surprise was evident on his face. He stared at Yuan Mu Ye, feeling uncertain.

Diyu had disappeared for so many years?

How could it still exist?

He asked suspiciously, "What's your relationship with Diyu?"

Yuan Mu Ye paused for a few seconds, smiled, and said, "What's my relationship with Diyu? Do I need to explain it to you? I'm telling you, if you offend me, you're offending Diyu."

What was Diyu like now? Did Diyu even exist?

Yuan Mu Ye actually didn't know at all.

But he was now the highest Land God of Diyu, and once he was promoted to City God, he could directly contact Diyu.

The evil ghost hadn't heard the words Diyu for a long time, and now hearing them, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

In fact, it wasn't just him who hadn't heard the words Diyu for a long time, but no one in the entire mortal realm had mentioned Diyu anymore.

In everyone's minds, Diyu might no longer exist.

But now, the evil ghost heard the words Diyu again.

If Yuan Mu Ye had just blurted out the words Diyu.

The evil ghost definitely wouldn't have believed him, but what made it difficult for him was that he couldn't do anything to Yuan Mu Ye now.

He couldn't eat Yuan Mu Ye's living soul.

This made him suspect whether Yuan Mu Ye really had some connection with Diyu?

Just as he was thinking, Yuan Mu Ye noticed his change, so he said, "Now you know how powerful I am, right? If you let me go now, I can forgive you once."

After Yuan Mu Ye finished speaking, the evil ghost's eyes gradually changed, slowly revealing a cold and stern look.

Seeing this look, Yuan Mu Ye began to have a bad feeling.

"Since you're a person of Diyu, why do you need me to let you go? You can just leave on your own, right? This yin qi can still restrict you?"

The evil ghost said coldly.

This made Yuan Mu Ye very embarrassed.

Yuan Mu Ye's mind was racing, trying to think of a better way to escape, but it was obviously not an easy task.

"Times are different now, and you know it too. If you let me go now, when Diyu reigns over the mortal realm in the future, I can ask the ruler of Diyu to spare you."

"Ruler?"

Yuan Mu Ye quickly said, "That's Lord Yama, if you dare to attack me, a civil servant of Diyu, do you think Diyu will let you go? No matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than Diyu?"

Yuan Mu Ye saw that the evil ghost was becoming more and more hesitant.

He felt a little more confident. Could he really persuade the evil ghost with his silver tongue?

"Now I'm giving you a chance, and I hope you can cherish it."

Yuan Mu Ye continued to say calmly.