Although Xueying was walking towards the village, she didn't see the man. It was raining heavily along the way, and the mud on the ground was heavy. The footprints on the mud were Xueying's only guidance. Xueying walked and walked to the position of the cordon. Xueying looked back at her. This time, no one would stop her. She was born and raised in the village. Now the whereabouts of the village are unknown, so she must be with them.

Xueying walked into the cordon like this. The only gust was very turbulent. There were cliffs on both sides, and there were rope bridges made of ropes from the vanguard who entered the village this morning. Xueying grabbed the rope, tied it around her waist, and slowly walked inside. At this time, the township chief brought the police to the outside of the cordon. Several policemen walked inside, trying to pull Xueying back. Xueying looked at them and roared: "If you don't save me, I'll save myself, wait for the rain to stop? After waiting for so long, they will really die if they wait."

The police officer comforted her emotions and said, "Don't be excited, we can understand your mood, but you have not received special training. We are completely unaware of the situation inside now. It will be dangerous if you go in rashly like this."

Xueying refused to listen and said, "The vanguard has already entered, so I can do it. I grew up in the village, and no one is more familiar with the situation inside than me."

After saying that, Xueying speeded up. The water was very strong. Xueying almost fell in several times. Fortunately, there was a rope tied around her waist. Xueying pulled other ropes on the cliff and continued to move forward with difficulty.

The police also walked towards Xueying, and the village chief shouted: "Xueying, come back, don't act irritating."

Xueying was still deaf, and the village chief was a little anxious. Xueying walked to the steepest place. Her hands were worn out because of the rope. The blood shed dripped into the river, connecting Xueying's tears. Time seemed to have stopped. The rain was so heavy that it made Xueying's eyes blurred. She couldn't see anything clearly. In the blur, Xueying seemed to see a man, the man outside the village chief's house. He hugged Xueying's forehead and waist, and gently rotated it, and then he reached the 6th floor, which was a little slippery.

A group of people looked at the two of them in panic. The man suddenly said majesticly: "I am the king of the pluto. From now on, the people in this village are all my people. Don't interfere."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the mountains on both sides rumbled down, sealing the only entrance and exit tightly.

Xueying subconsciously took two steps back and said to the man who was slowly approaching: "Don't walk in again."

The man stopped and said, "If you don't want to marry me and don't want to accept fate, listen to me from now on."

Xueying just reacted and said blankly: "Don't you want to marry me?"

Pluto rolled his eyes and then said sadly: "Of course I don't want to do so, that will not only harm your happiness, but will also make me go against my heart."

Xueying nodded, indicating that she knew.

Pluto said again: "But it depends on whether you have the ability to complete your business before the old men find them. Now those mortals cannot get in for a while. You can go find them yourself."

Xueying asked foolishly: "What's wrong with me?"

The steps of the Pluto who had already walked out came back and said with a smirk: "I have led a red line for you again, but it's not very solid. It depends on your own."

The Pope really left, and it was still raining heavily in the village, and Xueying's every step was still very difficult.

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I suddenly cut off the Internet yesterday. Have you ever tried hard to get out of the established track of others for a certain thing or someone?
Chapter completed!