"Don't worry, we don't do anything, we just want to tell you a story!" Fan Awu and Ji Yu have a black line, they are women, what can women do, think too much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fan Awu pulled her to sit down and began to start from the beginning.

Ouyang Zhixin sat aside and drank tea, and the two of them kept talking there, gesturing with their hands and feet, and spitting everywhere.

Half an hour later, Fan Awu and Ji Yu's mouths were dry, and they didn't see any reaction from that Meng Po, so they lay on the table in frustration and drank a few sips of water.

"Bang~~ The old lady is not Meng Po, I advise you to leave quickly!" Meng Po slapped the table and stood up angrily, her mind was already a piece of paste, how could she be the yin god of the underworld, she must have lied to her, she is now living a good life with money and land, so she will not be fooled.

After Meng Po finished speaking, she was about to walk out.

"Eh, no, don't go, there are five insurances and one housing fund in the underworld!" Ji Yu wanted to hold her, but she couldn't make her clear with such a big tongue.

Ouyang Zhixin secretly rolled his eyes, his hand shook, and in the next second, a banana peel appeared at Meng Po's feet.

Meng Po stepped on it with one foot, her head down, her buttocks on the ground, and she snorted directly on the ground, and a stream of blood gushed from the back of her head.

She stretched out her hand to ask them to save herself, and saw Fan Awu and Ji Yu standing beside her with lively expressions, she knew that they would not help her, and they were really here to harm her, her voice was already speechless, and she didn't see the group of wastes outside to save her.

"Master, you're still amazing!" Ji Yu watched Meng Po lose her breath, completely wiped out, and applauded Ouyang Zhixin, which was much simpler.

"Meng Po has seen adults!" After a while, a puff of green smoke came out, Meng Po looked at them expressionlessly, there was still her body on the ground, and smiled helplessly. "Lord Black Impermanence, long time no see!"

"Meng Po is polite, we are also my helpless move, and I hope Meng Po will forgive me!" Fan Awu touched her hair and smiled at her, this was not her idea, if she owed her this in the future, it would not work.

"I know, it's okay!" Meng Po's face was a little stiff, so forcibly blocking her reincarnation would make her future Heavenly Tribulation even stronger, it was really bitter.

"Ah Wu, let's go back to the underworld immediately!" Ouyang Zhixin ignored Meng Po's complaining eyes, she didn't want to do this, but Meng Po's birthday seemed to be decades away, and when she died, the underworld would probably fall apart.

The group of four hurried back to the underworld and established the most basic order of the underworld.

The good news is that Yan Jun found the judge, an old farmer in his seventies, who looks very ordinary, but he can actually decide life and death, this guy was forcibly dragged back by Yan Jun, because he changed his life against the sky, and there were many enemies, and the deadline was approaching, so he simply dragged it back.

Ouyang Zhixin stood on the city wall of Xudu, threw the black token in his hand out, and a red light appeared, and an army of ghosts and ghosts appeared outside the city.

"All the ghosts listen to my orders, a group of 10,000 people, come to maintain the order of the underworld, if there is anyone who disobeys the order, they will be killed directly!" Her army of millions of ghosts has not been used much at all, and now is a good opportunity, and it is okay to exercise.

All she answered was the sound of kneeling and bowing, and then quickly grouped up to garrison various places, preparing to welcome the souls outside the gate of the dungeon that was about to open.

"Nine Yin Ghost King?" Ouyang Zhixin stood on the city wall, a yin wind blew through her long hair, black hair fluttered, pinched by a slender hand, and asked with interest.

"Isn't it good for Yan Jun to be so naughty?" Ouyang Zhixin stood to the side and looked at Yan Jun, who was the same as a child, was this guy really not taken away?

Astringent~~ Yan Jun chuckled, took a step forward, wearing a purple robe to set off a resolute and upright figure, a golden crown and bundled hair, a handsome and plump face, a pair of phoenix eyes melancholy and pure, and his bloodless lips were a little dim, making him three points more delicate than a woman.

"I also want to thank the ghost king for saving his life!cough~~" Yan Jun clenched his hands into fists and coughed lightly, and opened his mouth lightly, not paying any attention to Ouyang's heart's teasing, he was in charge of such a large underworld alone, in fact, it was very empty and lonely, except for those monks for thousands of years, no one had ever set foot in the world, and he couldn't get out, if it weren't for the crisis in the underworld, he probably wouldn't have set foot in the world in his life.

His gaze fell on the only barrier that hadn't been broken yet, and you could really sit still, why did you save me and make me a god in the first place?

Ouyang Zhixin followed his gaze, "Oh, those ants don't have to be afraid, Yan Jun should go back and cultivate!" This look like the wind would blow down made her feel that she was ....... weak, and she didn't have much to say, that group of little ants should also be cleaned up.

"Does the Ghost King care about me?" Yan Jun took another step forward, a pair of psychic and clear eyes flashed with microwaves, and his big bony hands stroked the hair on her chest, slicing the tip of her nose, and she didn't know whether it was charm or frivolity.

The corners of Ouyang Zhixin's eyes twitched, there was something wrong with this ........ person's brain.

"Is Yan Jun having a fever again?" and burned his brain, as such a frivolous Yan Jun, it is strange that he can manage this place well, it will not come out of that mental hospital.

Ouyang Zhixin turned around and wanted to leave.

"You can call someone Zanghe!Ghost King, someone will come with you!" a seductive voice behind her made her slip under her feet and speed up her pace, but her arm was grabbed by a person, almost all the weight was pressed on her, and she also accepted a wink.

"Yan Jun still has self-respect!" The corners of Ouyang Zhixin's mouth twitched, I have never seen such a shameless person, big brother, I really don't know you well.

"Is the ghost king disgusted with other people's weight? That person will lose weight!Ahem!" Who knew that Yan Jun's next sentence almost choked her to death, especially the appearance of covering his chest, which was a hundred times more pitiful than Xizi.

She had no choice but to take him with her, and the man leaning on her shoulder had a smug look in his eyes, and continued to pretend to be weak and follow her.

Outside the enchantment of the King of the Earth, the group of heavenly pride has long been tortured and decadent, they are trapped in this small world, they can't enter or exit, and they can't contact their respective sects, and the mana on their bodies is getting weaker and weaker.

They don't have the unity they had before, and everyone is making up their minds about how to get out.

Nowadays, they have almost given up this option, they can skip meals and sleep, but the mental torture is the most important, everyone is constantly falling from the ranks, from the golden pill to the knot pill to the foundation, those few strongest monks are about to go crazy.