The next day was still clear, and it seemed that there was no time when the weather was bad in "Paradise".

Zhao Xiaolei still enjoyed the services of the presidential suite, and continued to go to the eighteenth layer of hell with no interest - this is too bad luck......

The presidential suite can't erase his resentment!

Free breakfast doesn't work either!

The most hateful thing is that the business docking is still in the eighteenth layer of hell.

It's just unreasonable.

Zhao Xiaolei only let a judge of the eighteenth layer of hell follow, as for the king of Hades or something, he was sent away, and he was annoyed when he saw the big white face of the king of Hades.

He wondered, why are the fingerprint entries and password entries incorrect?

Only got a poor soul right, if these chances were lost again today, would you have to stay here for a day, or even a few days, until you were right?

What the hell is this, what's wrong?

Yesterday, the king of Hades cautiously reminded him to open it, saying that the fingerprints and password were set by himself 10,000 years ago, which made Zhao Xiaolei even more angry, and he scolded...... Who...... Suitable??

Scolding yourself 10,000 years ago?

That second thing has nothing to do with a dime of his own, right? I've just dreamed about it a few times? It's up to me?

He also dreamed of being a star, a rich man, and an emperor?

Why is there no one to rely on him?

Why don't you have 3,000 beauties in the harem? Why don't you have a rich country? Why don't you get a small target and get him 100 million first?

Zhao Xiaolei looked at his fingers, smooth and smooth, there is nothing wrong with this? Why can't he recognize them? Is his fingerprints not like this 10,000 years ago?

10,000 years ago, your finger became a relic?

Stop talking about it, so he deduced from this - Heavenly Court just recognized the wrong person at all, uh, the wrong God, he was not the stupid person that Heavenly Court was looking for, or God!

It's not a person at all, is it?

But why did you unlock another password?

Doesn't seem right?

What a mess!

After taking the elevator for half an hour, Zhao Xiaolei was bored, so he kept staring at his fingers in a daze, he wondered, does God also have to rely on luck?

It's not scientific!

Hehe, talk to the gods about science? Zhao Xiaolei laughed self-deprecatingly again.

This laugh for no reason made the judge of the eighteenth layer of hell creepy, he had been instructed by the king of Hades, no matter what, he couldn't let the gods be angry, otherwise the netherworld would be difficult to protect - the lawsuit had nowhere to go, the gods were the owners, and they were the players who could go to the board of directors in the heavenly court and turn over your account books.

When the little ghosts and tortured demons of the eighteenth layer of hell saw Zhao Xiaolei arrive, they began to wait for them, and the scene yesterday was very shocking!

The array of Hajj pilgrimage had already been unconsciously arranged, and the imps even said to the evil ghosts: "Today the gods are coming again, and it is cheaper for you......"

Zhao Xiaolei was very proficient, and opened the door and stepped into the huge room in full view of a group of little ghosts and evil ghosts, yes, it was still the shape of a golden helmet and golden armor, but ......

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Fan Li tried his best last night, coercion to no avail, it was a hob meat, he could only lure, and finally persuaded Ma Shi on the grounds of accommodation problems, and opened a room for her in a nearby express hotel - he was very worried that this old witch would sneak into a family that was not very harmonious, and it would be bad if it caused the family to fall apart and the wife to be separated.

But he overlooked one thing – the express hotel had only sold one room that night......

This old witch is too powerful!

Fan Li was exhausted, and returned to Zhao Xiaolei's house with an unprecedentedly worried look, Ying Xiaozhao was happy when he saw Fan Caishen's appearance: "Fan Caishen, what else is there to worry you about?"

When Fan Li saw Ying Xiaozhao, he seemed to have found the backbone, and hurriedly reported the matter of the poor god to the gods, but he also knew that although Ying Xiaozhao's identity was a god, he had not yet recovered the divine powers of the gods, and he did not have much hope for this, he still felt that it would be more appropriate for Director Zhao Xiaolei to come back to preside over the overall situation.

The two immortals were chatting in the living room, and the candle dragon also came back with a bitter face.

There is no love in life.

Ying Xiaozhao found it even more interesting, and asked Candle Dragon: "Xiaolong, have you also been affected by that old witch of the poor god?

The candle dragon shook his head with a bitter face and said, "That's not ......."

Fan Li regained his warm smile at this time and said, "It's awkward with Yun Ruo, right?"

Candle Dragon pouted, don't look at how many thousand years he has lived, but it is the first time he has encountered the love of Xianfan, he really doesn't know how to deal with it, and he is also absent-minded when he eats with Yun Ruo at night, and he wants to make it clear to Yun Ruo several times, but after all, he can't bear to hurt this happy little girl.

Besides, he said that Yun Ruo may not be believed, and if he has other ideas, it will be counterproductive.

Oh...... The male god said - I am an immortal from the sky, are we not suitable?

Believe it or not, a hot drink is coming to your face?

Ying Xiaozhao looked at the unhappy Fan Li and the two immortals of Candle Dragon, and said with a smile: "Okay, rest early, your business, I will find a way, Fan Caishen, I will go to the company tomorrow to solve the problem of the poor god first." ”

Candle Dragon watched Fan Li leave with a smile, and Ai Ai asked Ying Xiaozhao: "Sister Xiaozhao, how is this matter ...... Yunruo?"

Ying Xiaozhao frowned slightly, and thought for a while: "Immortals fall in love, it is a violation of heaven, fortunately, you have not caused great consequences, this matter has to be discussed again when Brother Xiaolei comes back, you ...... You can return to Heaven with peace of mind for the time being, and we will be able to figure this matter slowly. ”

Another "Slow Picture"!

The candle dragon said goodnight with a dark face, and went back to his bedroom dejectedly.

Ying Xiaozhao sat on the sofa in the living room, sighed and muttered, "Brother Xiaolei, why haven't you come back?"

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Xiong Xin woke up in the early hours of the morning, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to call Zhao Xiaolei, of course, not in the service area.

He had a dream just now, he dreamed of the underworld, he dreamed of the white-faced Yama, he dreamed that Zhao Xiaolei actually complained to each other in a prison with him, and this hippie smiling boy told him that he was a god - this kid is really special and can make up.

Later, the white-faced king of Hades and the judges from all walks of life worshiped when they saw Zhao Xiaolei, and the king of Hades also entertained himself and Zhao Xiaolei with high standards......

It seems that Zhao Xiaolei is really a god of no low rank, but Zhao Xiaolei said at the banquet that he would first solve the matter of returning his yang, and there seemed to be a dream ceremony during the banquet......

That's right, there's such a thing! That's when he dreamed, he promised Yaoyao to eat steak at noon, and that's right!

Then he was grateful to Zhao Xiaolei for saving his life, so the king of Hades gave him a bowl of Meng Po soup, saying that he had to make him forget the secrets of the underworld, but Zhao Xiaolei and he were very embarrassed, and felt that this friendship was so forgotten?

I can't help but drink Meng Po soup......

In the end, the white-faced king of Hades poured himself a piece of beer with Zhao Xiaolei, he said that he was grateful to Zhao Xiaolei for saving his life, thanked the king of Hades for his special affairs, and finally got drunk.

Then he woke up in the hospital, and when he woke up, he was broken......

He also said that his precious niece was lying to him by talking nonsense, and he heard that he was lying in the frozen coffin of the funeral home, and the first furnace was cremated after the memorial service the next day.

Absurd!

He didn't know if it was his dream that was absurd, or if the world was absurd!

Is it like a word? will be cremated for a while, and there will be an unobtrusive Zhao Xiaolei mixed in......

What have you been through?

But!!!

This dream is so real!

Eh, what about Zhang Tianshi? Zhang Tianshi saved himself?

Xiong Xin picked up the 5 million bank card on the carpet and looked down on this late-night city with a melancholy look, so quiet and serene.

He was desperately thinking, searching for all his memories and the information he had, and then stringing them together:

Yao Yao said that it was Zhao Xiaolei's idea to take him from the funeral home to the hospital;

Su Zhe said that the guard outside the hospital was arranged by the mayor of Baichuan;

The man surnamed Liu said he knew a friend named Zhao Xiaolei;

Everyone told him that Zhao Xiaolei was on a business trip;

In the dream, the king of Hades let himself drink Meng Po soup but poured him beer;

Zhang Tianshi saved himself, but only received a reward of seven cents and four cents;

The media blew up the sky because of their resurrection;

……

Xiong Xin is well-informed, and although he is confused, he knows that these things are true nine times out of ten.

It was late at night, and the thick night outside shrouded the city, and Xiong Xin remembered the beer in the underworld—it was so fucking delicious.

He took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and drank it all, but he was still unsatisfied, so he simply opened the beer in the refrigerator and the red wine in the wine cabinet, he didn't know why, he had to drink.

There was no appetizer, so he drank cup by cup, and involuntarily, tears flowed from the corners of Xiong Xin's eyes!

Yes, he remembered everything, scene by scene in the underworld, minute by minute......

Xiong Xin drank too much again, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother Xiaolei, haven't you come back from a business trip yet?"

He really wanted to have a drink with Zhao Xiaolei, but he didn't want to thank Zhao Xiaolei at all, how could the word "thanks" express his feelings?

No, it's deeper than a fateful friendship!

Huh? I think he said that......

The night became thicker and stronger, the wine became more and more mellow, Xiong Xin cried for a while and laughed for a while, and finally lay down on the carpet under the wine cabinet.

[Mobile phone update, hard work, ask for collection, ask for reward!]