"Grandma Blackwater gives a 10,000-year-old turtle!" shouted the doorman standing outside the main hall.

The Soul Refining Hall is located in the middle of the mountains, the dark door of the hall is hung with festive banners, and the guests who come and go either exude rolling demonic energy, or they are cold and gloomy, and their faces are pale, but when they get here, even the most vicious devil will basically squeeze out a smile.

Whenever a guest gives a gift out, there will be a doorman shouting, and those demons who have given valuable treasures can't help but straighten their waists.

"The ghost king of Yinshan presents seven boys and girls in the lunar month and the yin day of the lunar year!" "The ghost king of Yinshan looks like a young child less than five feet tall, wearing black tulle, and from time to time you can see the phantom of a painful face on the veil, which is the most popular style among the ghost kings in recent years.

One by one, the demons entered the gate in an endless stream, and if they threw a stone down at this time, they would hit a random person with bloody hands on them.

The Heartless Master's cultivation had already reached the peak of the Heavenly Immortals, and he was one of the giants in the Great World of Zhan Cang who was most likely to be promoted to the True Demon.

The reason why the Demon Dao has been suppressed in the Great World of War is because there is no Demon Dao giant who can carry the crown to stand up.

But as long as there is a true demon who can carry the crown, this group of demons from all walks of life who have been lurking in the dark will dare to be truly active in the big world.

Outside the mountains, a big fat man who was eight feet tall and white and chubby slowly took steps, but if you look closely, you have to say that this fat man is still very good-looking.

It was Zhang Cang, the prime minister of the Western Han Dynasty.

Zhang Cang rubbed his white and chubby face, his face was melancholy, "Senior Brother Li Si is really...... You can't blame me for the death of Qin II, right, why should this kind of fighting and killing be handed over to me, and it is also known as tempering the mind. Thinking of this, Zhang Cang sighed again.

He is a person who cherishes life very much, and this kind of fighting and killing is the most annoying.

Well, I really hate fighting, killing, and it is said that I was also called the first person in Chinese history to advocate the abolition of torture and corporal punishment by later generations, Zhang Cangmei thought with a smile.

To say that Zhang Cang may not be familiar to many people, even if he is the prime minister of the Western Han Dynasty, after all, there are too many prime ministers in the Western Han Dynasty, and there are a lot of people in front of him, such as Xiao He, Cao Shen, Wang Ling, Chen Ping, Zhou Bo, and Guan Ying, and even wonder if Liu Bang pulled out all the heroes and sat in the position of prime minister.

It stands to reason that the position of prime minister has little to do with Zhang Cang, even if he has made a lot of contributions, but compared with the group of big perverts who founded the Western Han Dynasty, it is still a little worse.

But...... He can survive!

He survived Liu Bang, Liu Ying, Liu Gong, Liu Hong, Liu Heng, and the sixth emperor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Qi, who smiled and waved goodbye. In ancient times, you could live a full hundred and four years old in that environment, this is a talent!

The people of his generation are all dead, and the oldest is a baby, who should he be the prime minister?

"So living long is king. Zhang Cang said slowly, suddenly his small eyes widened, he looked around cautiously, and pouted, "Mouth mistake, mouth mistake, living a long time is the minister's way, the minister's way is it." ”

Zhang Cang looked at the vast mountains in front of him with some pain, the demonic flames in the depths of the mountains were monstrous, and the endless demonic qi rolled up to the sky, turning into a thick and undispersed dark cloud hovering in the sky.

"How many devils are there...... My brother really thinks of me. ”

"Hey, there's a fat white man here, and he looks fat and tender, and he looks delicious!" A voice like a duck's voice came from behind him, and his voice was sharp and piercing.

Zhang Cang looked back expressionlessly, and saw a group of five people not far behind him, and it was a tall and burly fat man in the team who spoke just now.

These five people also had strange faces, tall and short, fat and thin, and the most impressive thing was the handful of yellow hair on the top of their heads, like a handful of stubbornness in the wind, trying to take root in the wind.

"Haha, don't blame this friend, my brother wants to eat everything, Xiaosheng is here to make amends! Among the five people, a man who was as thin as a bamboo pole stepped forward and clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a very strange way.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Cang nodded, turned around and continued to walk in the direction of the Soul Refining Palace, this place has not yet reached the Soul Refining Palace, if he makes a move and alarms the others, it will not be good.

Although he advocates the abolition of torture and corporal punishment, he also advocates the preciousness of peace, and seems to be a good man. But he was able to survive from the end of the Warring States period and the end of the Qin and Chu Han dynasties, which can be called the great era of meat grinder, and he was still alive and well, who would dare to believe that his hands were plain white.

Advocating the abolition of torture is to give criminals a happy moment; advocating that peace is precious, and that is with people who cannot be dealt with by themselves, what kind of peace can be talked about with something that can be crushed to death with a flip of hands? What is the cost of playing? What about, how can I, Zhang Cang, sit firmly in the position of prime minister for more than ten years? You must know that even Xiao He and Chen Ping have not been able to sit in this position as long as I have!

Zhang Cang turned his head back expressionlessly.

Hmph! Zhang Cang, who turned his head and turned his back to the five people, straightened his collar, and his head rose slightly, counting these people as lucky.

"Eh, fat brother, wait for us, how about we go in together? Our five brothers are called the Five Ghosts of Huangquan on the road, and they are also a bit of a thin name, you should have heard of it...... Right?"

Fat dude?

Zhang Cang's footsteps could be seen paused, and then he continued to stride forward, leaving deep footprints on the ground with every step he took.

"Excuse me, that fat white man, my eldest brother is talking to you......! Do you want to hear it again?" shouted the man with the bull's voice.

White fat man?

Zhang Cang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said silently in his heart: Before you get to the place, you can't expose yourself, you can't expose, you can't expose...... It's not good to startle the snake, it's not good......

In the end, the five ghosts of Huangquan still rubbed their faces with dead faces, and followed closely behind Zhang Cang.

Several people whispered with their divine senses, "Big brother, this white fat man doesn't look like a big devil, does he have an invitation?"

"You know a fart, tell you, the more harmless this kind of thing seems to be harmless to humans and animals, the less good it is, maybe it will be so bad that the soles of your feet will be pus, and the top of your head will have sores. ”

"Ah, isn't that worse than us?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why don't we have an invitation and he does, only the real big devil can get an invitation!"

"Big brother has a point, no wonder you are the smartest of the five of us. ”

"Nonsense, otherwise you think I can be your big brother because I'm the best at fighting? Not because I'm the smartest. ”

They didn't know that the divine consciousness exchange that they thought was hidden was heard clearly under the nose of Zhang Cang, who was at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Cultivator.

Zhang Cang thought about it for a while, and then he was sure that his patience had really gotten better.