Chapter 839 (1/2)

Mu Yingying's death, with the intervention of special departments, was finally identified as a traffic accident.

When Lin Hai handed Mu Yingying's body to Mu Jinyu and Zhao Yueling, they fainted on the spot. When she woke up, Zhao Yueling was like a madman. She grabbed and beat at Lin Hai and cried faintly.

Lin Hai with a deep remorse, motionless, silently bear, physical pain, far less than the heart of self blame and guilt.

Finally, Mu Jinyu wiped away her tears and pulled Zhao Yueling out of control.

”Mr. Lin, you Come back, please Mu Jinyu originally wanted to say something, but for a moment, he felt sad from his heart, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He had to make an order to Lin Hai.

Full of grief, Lin Hai bowed deeply to Mu Jinyu and Zhao Yueling.

”Uncle, auntie, don't worry. I swear by Lin Hai that Yingying will be saved!”

Finish saying, Lin Hai suddenly turns around, heart a cruel, stride to leave!

After taking a taxi, Lin Hai went home and fell into bed. His heart was occupied by endless sadness and remorse again.

For the first time since he was so big, Lin Hai saw his friend die by his side. It was hard to express the pain.

In particular, Mu Yingying such a kind and lovely girl, even indirectly died in his own hands, which makes Lin Hai's heart, full of endless guilt, as if he was a genuine murderer!

When Mu Yingying leaves, the sad and beautiful face lingers in the heart of Linhai again, and Linhai suddenly sits up.

”Yingying, no matter what cost, I must save you!”

Lin Hai took his mobile phone and quickly found Chu lin'er's wechat.

Xiaomuddle headed fairy: Princess lin'er, how can you make people come back from the dead?

Lin Hai finished sending the message, staring at the screen without blinking, nervously waiting for Chu lin'er's reply.

Chu lin'er: bah, it's good to ask me! Don't you know how to cross the soul? More than once, it's bad for others, hum! (there is a humming expression at the back)

if it was usual, Lin Hai would take the opportunity to tease Chu lin'er for a while, but now, how could he be in such a mood?

Xiaomuddle headed immortal: the soul has been locked away. It is too late to cross the soul with the golden needle! Do you have any way? I'm talking to you seriously!

Chu lin'er: the soul is locked away? That's over, the gods come, there is no way! (there is a helpless expression in the back)

when Lin Hai looks at it, his head is buzzing. If this is the case, Mu Yingying is not hopeless?

”No, Yingying died because of me. I must let her live!”

Little muddle headed fairy: Princess lin'er, I have a friend who was hurt by mistake in my hand. I must save her. Please help me find a way. Please!

Chu lin'er: it's not that I don't help you. There's no way. The soul is locked away, which means that it has been put on record in the local government. No one can do anything about it, unless

Xiaomuddle headed fairy: unless what? Tell me!

Lin Hai's heart, suddenly rose hope.

Chu lin'er: unless you can be the king of hell, maybe it is possible!

”To be king of hell?” Lin Hai was stunned, and then the idea of madness welled up in his heart.

Xiaomuddle headed immortal: good, this hell king, I am willing to be!

Poof!

Chu lin'er, who was holding Wu Xiuli and a ghost fighting the landlord, saw Lin Hai's words and almost made a mistake.

Chu lin'er: who do you think is the king of hell? Do you want it back? I would like to!

Xiaomuddle headed fairy: Princess lin'er, don't be kidding. Tell me what I should do to be the king of hell!

Chu lin'er: I told you last time that unless you can make great contributions to the underworld and gain great prestige in the underworld, you will have the hope that you can become the eleventh palace Yama!