Yi Cong'an's memory is not ordinarily good, and he would not forget the punches and kicks that rained on him that day!

Seeing that he was about to rush over, Yi Cong'an, who had taken out the broken mouth and taught him a lesson, stood in place again after taking a few big steps.

Yi Cong quietly thought about it, how tolerant and tolerant the Lord of the Underworld is, and he shouldn't be too far behind him, right?

Thinking of this,

Yi Cong'an shook his head helplessly, chuckled, and left.

Behold

The crowd gathered together, the head of the gossip and the long-tongued woman, and a few small chasms around him chatted even more presumptuously, and the ears were extremely unbearable, and the playful laughter was even more arrogant!

"Heh, you don't know, I've inquired clearly, that little white face, isn't it the Xiba Netherworld that was thrown into the abyss prison of the city by our brothers that day!"

"Boss, seriously?"

"That's not it! You can talk about that little white face is really capable, and his eyebrows are hooked~ Tut... I climbed this high branch~ Moreover, I also heard that he still has the dark jade that only King Yama has on him~"

"Hey, this kind of treatment, I can't afford it, that skill work~ I can't do it!"

"Gotta got, almost, you dare to say it so loudly, aren't you afraid that someone else will listen to it and sue you?"

"Oh, so what? They dare to do such dirty things, and they are not allowed to talk about it? Besides, a slap can fucking slap loudly? It can't slap loudly!"

"I think what the boss said makes sense, you don't look at it, that little white face is ghostly, she really looks like a girl, take a closer look, it's still a very delicate look~"

Listen to the gossip,

Looking at their ugly faces again, Yi Cong'an really felt that they deserved to be like this for a lifetime.

Yi Cong'an was in a bad mood today, but now that he heard these gossips again, his cheeks were full of anger and anger intertwined back and forth.

Looking at the body that he was about to leave, he had quietly turned around, and the five fingers of the bones under the plain white clothes were so fiercely grasped by him that they seemed to be about to be stabbed into the flesh.

I saw that he flashed quickly with a dark light, and he immediately appeared in front of the leader of the dark world with a flash of cheeks.

"Pretty energetic, huh?"

"A slap doesn't make a sound?

Yi Cong'an didn't allow the underworld to react, and shouted loudly at the underworld leader with hatred in his eyes.

With Yi Cong'angao's raised arm, it was even more slapped on the fat one.

"Smack!"

There was a tragic sound of flesh, and the flesh on the face of the underworld was slapped down and slammed and trembled.

"Is it loud, can you listen?, does a slap make a sound?" Yi Cong'an glared at the poor man angrily, and continued to ask.

"Smack!"

Before the voice dissipated, Yi Cong'an's raised hand slapped him again.

The underworld may have been a little stunned by the sudden slap,

He was pulled by Yi Cong'an's collar and didn't come back to his senses for a while, and the little cha on the side also looked like he was staring at him in surprise.

"You, if you say me, you will talk about me, anyway, I am easy to break from An, just like you said, dilute the netherworld, I don't care what you do with me, but how can you talk about the underworld?" Yi Cong'an was really angry, even the eyebrows and eyes that were usually smiling are now full of murderous smell, looking at the pupils of his eyes, they are all red silk wrapped like vines.

"Be careful in the future, let me hear it again, and I'll break you. Yi Cong'an seemed to smile and threatened the leader with a cold and tight look, and a coldness seemed to flash on his cheeks.

Words fall,

Yi Cong'an shook the collar that he was holding tightly, threw it aside, and kicked the fat on the underworld's body fiercely, only to see him wipe his hands with disgust, and wanted to leave.

"How dare you me?"

The shadow who was thrown on the stone ground seemed to have finally come back to his senses, and he roared angrily when he looked at Yi Cong'an's back.

Yi Cong'an didn't turn around, only heard a melodious sentence floating in the air: "I, not only does he dare to touch you, I can also let you disappear into the underworld of this underworld, if you don't believe it, you will try to talk to the underworld again?"

When the leader heard this, his cheeks, which had been slapped twice by Yi Cong'an, turned red with anger.

"Bah, what's it!" the leader frowned, spat on his face, and vowed to take revenge on Yi Cong'an.

Then

The few little underworlds dared to tremble slightly and walked to the side of the leader of the underworld, and wanted to help up the head who fell to the ground, but they never wanted to be kicked by the leader of the underworld one by one.

Yi Cong's peace of mind center was annoyed, he was quiet, and he didn't know where he wanted to go to relax.

Think of the earthly underworld,

Except for the side of the lonely decision, in other places, he is really not half interested.

suddenly

Yi Cong'an seemed to remember something, and slapped his head violently: "Oh, really, I'm dizzy, look at my memory, how did I forget that monster..."

Yi Cong'an was really ruthless to himself, and although he was no longer as skinny as before, his cheeks were still instantly covered with finger bones.

Think about how much Yi Cong'an is willing to do this?

Even to be so ruthless to himself...

--

Song Luodian,

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty was confined in the palace by the Lonely Death,

In fact, it's just a grounding, and the lonely one doesn't do anything too much punishment.

Lonely was rescued by King Qin Guang by King Qin Guang without knowing what method he used, and he returned to Song Luodian unknowingly.

In order to save the lonely man who was tortured to the point that his consciousness was about to dissipate in the underworld and continue to survive, Emperor Song used his own meditation method to forcibly save him...

"Emperor Song..."

On a wooden couch in the Song Luo Palace, there was a lonely and weak voice.

Hearing the loneliness of the voice, Han Xu was not too surprised, he just walked quietly to the edge of the wooden couch, his eyes were very indifferent, so that Lonely Yi didn't have the courage to look directly.

"Everything that this king has worked so hard to do, it is so easy for that slut to be ruined, and it is as simple as a child's tricks..."

Lonely listened quietly, not daring to respond for a long time.

"Well, live and recuperate, in a few days, this king will be useful to you. Han Xu said coldly, without giving Lonely a chance to respond, he walked away.

Lonely looked at the back of Emperor Song as he drifted away, and suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he owed Emperor Song, it was he...

Emperor Song was a little inexplicably in a state of inexplicable stride, which was very rare, or even almost never appeared in him.

Until he appeared in the reception hall of the Song Luo Palace,

Emperor Song saw the figure standing beside the tent at a glance.

"You are very diligent, you are so diligent, you are not afraid that this king will have any bad precautions against you?"

Han Xu gave the figure a cold look, and he leaned over and sat down on the tea table unhurriedly.

"Say, isn't it just that this king has no reason to refuse you, and the feeling of forcing a gift is very satisfying, right?"

Listening to the cold and mocking tone, King Qin Guang looked indifferent, he turned around and looked at Emperor Song as if he was looking at a defeated general: "It's Emperor Song who thinks too much, Qingliao doesn't have anything else to think about, Qingliao just thinks that Emperor Song is a little aggrieved, and thinks, just help a bunch." ”

When he heard the word 'help', Han Xu was a little shocked, and even his movements of sipping the water in the teacup stopped.

He seemed to be full of puzzlement on his face, this Qingliao was really good for himself to decide with the dark lonely!

Why does he look like a good gentleman who wants to help him with his cold words? The more Han Xu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that after he Qingliao went out to the underworld, he even abandoned his own temperament?

Thinking of this, Han Xu couldn't help but feel in his heart, this Qingliao, don't believe it too much, no matter what!

"So, Han Xu doesn't know what King Qin Guang is doing in front of me, the Song Emperor, who is no different from a prisoner today?"

"Didn't I say that?"

sound fall,

Qing Liao leaned down and whispered something in Han Xu's ear, only to see that Han Xu's face seemed to be changing color for a while with what Qing Liao said.

In the Song Luo Palace,

Yin Feng is still the same,

After all, with the master, they should be immutable.

--

Yi Cong'an was so angry by the darkness that he seemed to have a breath blocked in his heart, and he couldn't go up or down, which made him uncomfortable.

Yi Cong'an was originally planning to find an opportunity to find out where the monster had been locked up since that day's incident...

It's the time of irritability,

He suddenly thought of the wine he had brought back from Ci Jia, and there was still some left, which he hid in the west hall, so he thought about going back to get it quickly, and then going to the mirror lake to see if there was a ghost that he could drink with himself, so as to relieve the boredom in his heart, and then think about the monster.

When Yi returned to the gate of the west temple from An,

Then he saw the figure of the lonely decision.

Looking at the somewhat frustrated figure of Ming Gudu, it seems that he has been waiting for a long time.

Somehow,

Yi Cong'an looked at the figure of Shen Gudu, and the boredom in his heart was unconsciously dimmed, but he was also a little weak.

After all, he knew what Yi Cong'an had done.

He is not a prophet, it is impossible to be foolproof in everything, more or less there will be some flaws, whether others can see it, maybe it is only a matter of time and whether he has been carefully observed.

And how wise is the solitary decision?

He was led by the nose that day, and he must have felt some of it afterwards...

Yi Cong'an seemed to be a little stunned, looking at his longing face, he was a little timid, and he stopped not far from the lonely place.

Maybe it's because I heard the hell talk about it today, and Yi Cong'an desperately wants to protect the hell lonely in his heart, which is as clean as a saint...

"How?"

Shen Gu decided to whisper two words, and his tone made Yi Cong'an feel a little uncomfortable somehow, and he could hear it clearly in such a low voice.

Seeing Yi Cong'an's more and more strange appearance, Shen Gu seemed to be more sure of something.

This

The distance between the two is slowly narrowed.

For the first time,

For the first time, Yi Cong'an felt that he was standing in place, and the feeling of being lonely and walking towards him was great, it was really good, it was like...

"Hades Lord..."Yi Cong'an's voice was low and soft, like a tanuki who scratched his master and then deliberately admitted his mistake.

"Do you think you're doing it seamlessly?" asked the Lonely Guy.

The tone was cold and quiet, but it was too calm, so calm that it made Yi Cong'an uncomfortable.

Yi Cong'an raised his head and looked at the underworld master who was still approaching him.

"Hades Lord, what does this mean?" Yi Cong'an still looked like that, he didn't want to explain, he couldn't explain, everything would come to the surface when it was time to explain.

Yi Cong'an didn't even have the courage to meet the next step when he didn't even have the courage to meet the gaze of the lonely decision at the moment... Even his eyes were very evasive, he lowered his head, and Yi Cong'an, who liked to play with the lonely people before, seemed to be suddenly gone.

"You know what I'm talking about. The lonely man still said coldly.