After I died, I pushed the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld
In the middle of July, Lin Chen floated in mid-air, looking at Lin Zhongnan, who was frantically burning paper for himself. Lin Chen couldn't help but say leisurely: "Dad, please don't burn it, the underworld has been inflated by you!" Lin Zhongnan looked confused: "Son, if Dad doesn't burn paper for you, will he burn a big beauty for you?" Hearing this, Lin Chen said angrily: "Burn what a big beauty, give me the whole black gold ancient knife, I'm going to fight monsters and upgrade." Lin Zhongnan's eyes lit up: "Isn't the black gold ancient knife too weak, why don't you give you the whole blue fire?" ”