Too outdated?

Lu Yifan was thinking about making a second issue of the voice for those hellish imps, or some kind of natural sound, masked singer and the like.

But listen to Hades say this.

It seems that singing shows do not satisfy the needs of the ghosts of hell.

Lu Yifan: "That...... Hades, what are your requirements?"

King Yama: "Simple, when you go back to the recording of the show, I will send a few of the most resentful imps in hell to supervise the production.

If even they are satisfied with watching the show.

The demons in the other eighteen layers of hell will definitely not be dissatisfied!"

it!

And send a ghost to supervise my recording of the show?

That's Alexander!

I can guarantee that the people who record the show will like it, but who can guarantee that the ghost of the recorded show will like it?

If it doesn't work, this evil ghost of the eighteen layers of hell will be summoned, and I won't be miserable?

I can't get over it?

But listening to the bathroom, the bathing sound of Nangong Wu, who was possessed by An Zixuan, became smaller and smaller.

Lu Yifan could only stubbornly agree: "Okay! Lord Yama, leave this matter to me!"

Hurry up and help me borrow Zhong Kui's soul hook!"

Lord Yama: "It's so happy to be an immortal!

Originally, I was still thinking, if you can't figure it out, how can this soul hook have to be lent to you for the sake of your master's Taishang Laojun's face!

I didn't expect you to say yes so easily!

is worthy of being a great immortal who has made entertainment prosperous in the heavenly court!

(three sorry emojis)"

Lu Yifan: "......"

At this moment, Lu Yifan is full of black lines!

I'll rub your uncle!

You're talking and panting!

If you had lent it to me, why would I have bothered to do so?

I'm a big living person, and I don't want to see the hell during the day!!!

Lu Yifan: "Is it too late for me to regret it now?"

King Yama: "Hey, hey, what's going on?"

It seems that the new IFI number is not very good in hell!

Feed...... Thorn stab stab stab stab ......

Sorry, the user you are dialing is not in the service area, please dial again later. ”

Lu Yifan: "Your sister, King Yama!"

God is not in the service area!

This is WeChat! It's not a phone call!!

Also, what the hell are you typing me to simulate 'stabbing stabbing la' without signaling?

Do you think I'm an idiot?"

No matter what Lu Yifan said, King Yama just didn't reply.

I don't mention the soul hook either.

"Yifan~~~~ people's baths are almost done!

Come and enjoy my fragrant body!"

Through the frosted glass, Lu Yifan could see An Zixuan wiping her body with a towel, ready to come out.

Lu Yifan: "Okay, I'm convinced! I promise to record the show, right?"

Bite!

"King Yama has sent you a private red envelope, please pay attention to check. ”

Bite!

"Congratulations on grabbing the red envelope of King Yama and getting a 'Zhong Kui's Soul Hook (1 day)', which is now stored in the Treasure Pavilion and can be withdrawn. ”

"Zhong Kui's Soul Hook (1 day): It can restrain all mortal ghosts, and it is a special immortal treasure for the ghost god Zhong Kui.

If you use it for more than 24 hours, this magic weapon will automatically disappear and return to Zhong Kui's hands. ”

The Soul Hook is finally here!

Lu Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Yifan: "The hook has been received, I will carefully consider how to record the show, please rest assured." ”

King Yama: "Thorn, stab, stab, ~~~~~."

Huh, what did you just say?

When I just crossed the bridge, it seemed that there was no signal.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, you just need to help record the show for the ghosts in hell who can be reincarnated, but don't want to be reincarnated.

Don't talk about it, King Qin Guang is looking for me to eat chicken.

Hey, busy!

Say goodbye!"

Cunning and cunning!

Lu Yifan couldn't help but curse secretly!

The skin of this king of Yama has been tempered for hundreds of millions of years, and it is really thick as a horse.

With a slight sigh of relief, Lu Yifan extracted the soul hook in the Treasure Pavilion.

A translucent, flawless bright blue hook instantly appeared in Lu Yifan's hand.

The immortal aura exuded above was incomparably pure!

Although Lu Yifan's Heavenly Sin is an immortal weapon, it is sealed because of his power, and the effect is not worse than that of a real immortal weapon.

At this time, An Zixuan slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Her whole body was wet, and her hair was also wet, which was extremely attractive.

There was no clothing covering his body, and he looked at Lu Yifan with silky eyes.

Lu Yifan quickly put the hook into the treasure pavilion.

looked at An Zixuan with a playful face.

An Zixuan, like a model on the catwalk, walked to the bed with lazy catwalks, and lay down on her side.

On the bed, she turned her face, her eyes about to burst into water.

With a smile on her face, she hooked Lu Yifan's lower abdomen with her foot, and said lightly: "Yifan~~~~ Can you help others wipe their heads?"

Lu Yifan brought over a dry towel: "No problem, I'll play with you for a while, little." ”

As he spoke, Lu Yifan wiped her head with a towel.

When An Zixuan heard the word "cheap maid", she was stunned at first.

Then he seemed to understand something, lying on the bed, looking at Lu Yifan with charming eyes.

said in a fully seductive (harmonious) voice: "Yifan, I'm so uncomfortable...... You're ...... Come and torture your little......"

Syllable!

A towel was thrown directly on An Zixuan's face.

"Knowing that you are a cheap, you still don't kneel down for Lao Tzu?

You deserve to be toyed with?"

Lu Yifan snorted coldly.

An Zixuan couldn't help but be furious: "Lu Yifan, what do you mean?"

You dare to provoke me, believe it or not, I killed Nangong Wu?"

"Hahahaha, I'm afraid to die!

You kill one for me to try?

No one can kill the person who Benjun wants to keep!"

Lu Yifan cocked Erlang's legs and said with an expression of please start your performance.

An Zixuan's face was cloudy.

In a fit of rage, a black mist suddenly appeared from its body.

The black mist turned into a tentacle, rolling Nangong Wu's soul and hanging in front of Lu Yifan.

"Yes!

I am integrated with Nangong Dance, and I dare not kill Nangong Dance!

But don't forget, I can torture her and make her soul worse than dead!"

As he spoke, the black mist conjured up more tentacles.

is to pierce into the soul of Nangong Wu.

"Humph!"

Lu Yifan snorted coldly, and a translucent bright blue hook in his hand was summoned.

As soon as he saw the hook, the black mist trembled inexplicably.

As if the cold ice had seen the scorching sun, it quickly withered.

An Zixuan trembled, controlling Nangong Wu's body to keep retreating on the bed, as if she had seen something terrible.

"This ...... What is this?

Take it away!

Get out of the way!

Ahh!!!hh

My soul hurts!

Feel...... It feels like it's going to break......"

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