On the night when she first moved into the villa, perhaps because she was overly excited, the little girl actually had insomnia and ran to Han Feng's room to chat.

For the automatic door-to-door supper, the crazy brother smiled angrily. After being kissed and rubbed many times, Zhao Feifei once again recognized someone's ** nature, hurried back to the room, and locked the door. But I don't know all the keys to this villa, and there is another set in the Mad Brother Dementorship Ring......

After Zhao Feifei fled in a hurry, Han Feng recruited Wu Hongjun. With a piece of blood river flower petals as a guide, the secret luck of the underworld cleanly cleared the old wounds and dirt in the body.

From beginning to end, Wu Hongjun sat on the sofa in a daze. Seeing that Han Feng conjured a bewitching red flower out of thin air, he actually swallowed the petals without any precautions. Although the petals are fragrant and melt in the mouth, it feels very good, but if you fall into the plot, won't you die in vain?

As the petals enter, a cool breath appears. Before Wu Hongjun could exclaim, the cool air had begun to swim all over his body. The place where it passes, like a sweet spring flowing, is like a spring breeze. Later, the cool air ran faster and faster, and it was even more like a cloud, and I could no longer feel my own existence, and I wanted to play as I wanted in this ethereal world.

Wu Hongjun has never been so comfortable, where is there still a mind to think, I just hope that this feeling of bliss will continue and will never stop.

However, how could he understand the obscene mentality of Yan Jun of the underworld? How could it be possible to consume spiritual power to kill a horse and chicken for free?

The cool air ran up suddenly, although his body was still extremely relaxed, but Wu Hongjun gradually felt an inexplicable pressure begin to appear in his heart, and as time went by, the pressure slowly increased, and finally it was like a dark cloud, caged his soul!

Its color is like ink, its cold is like ice, boundless, and quietly pressed!

Wu Hongjun was frightened, and was about to get up and flee, not wanting to move a little, and suddenly he was already on top of a big hall!

The main hall is gorgeous, the curtain is low, and between the clouds and mist, there is a murderous atmosphere. The hall is full of chairs, desks, pens, inkstones, books, and iron chains, torture instruments and various weapons under the hall.

In the middle of the lobby, there is a three-eared three-legged giant tripod, with grimaces all over the tripod, and the tripod body is rough and majestic. There is no fashion in Dingzhong There is a flame rising, the flame is green, it looks scorching, but it is cold!

Inside the main hall, there was no one in the hall, the pressure was heavy, and the needle drop could be heard.

Wu Hongjun stood in a daze, his heart was growing terrified, and he walked away. But when he heard a sudden yin chuckle from the hall, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

This person is scary, it really scares people to death!

Wu Hongjun was weak, trembling, his eyes were dull, and he followed the laughter.

I saw that on the big chair in the middle of the upper part of the hall, I don't know when a person was already sitting.

Wearing a crown on his head, wearing a python robe, shaking a huge folding fan, chuckling in his mouth, and staring at himself with a shimmering gaze.

The man's laughter stopped suddenly, and as soon as he threw it away, the folding fan circled like a butterfly through a flower, and gently landed in front of Wu Hongjun.

When I looked closely, I saw that the fan was snow-white, silky and satin-like, shining brightly, and a huge bat was painted on it, with a blue and black color, and the gods were ready, as if they wanted to fly out of the fan! Especially the bat, with the corners of its mouth upturned, was extremely happy.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's intentional, the bat is facing it right in front of you at the moment. Wu Hongjun even found that this extremely expressive bat portrait seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was smiling at himself. The smile was pleasant, light and soft, but it was as warm as the spring sun, which instantly drove away the fear in the heart and restored peace and nature.

Once Wu Hongjun's mind was clear, he wanted to get up and stand up, but when he saw that the man was standing in front of him at some point, he stretched out his hand to open the bead curtain, revealing his face, and said with a soft smile:

"Red Army, that's Zhong Kui's fan, I'll give it to you today!"

…………

"Han Feng?!"

Wu Hongjun was stunned, as if in a dream. However, inside the main hall, all the scenery is in front of him, and Wu Hongjun is sure that no matter what, this qiē is by no means a dream!

"There's less wind, where is this?"

Han Feng stretched out his hand to pull up Wu Hongjun, led him to the door of the main hall, pointed to a huge dark blue plaque on the door, and said slowly:

"This is the Senluo Palace. That is, the legendary ...... in the world Hades! ”

Wu Hongjun petrified again, looking at the three big characters on the plaque dumbfounded, although he didn't know what was written on it, but after a series of encounters, his heart had begun to waver.

This is really the Hades Palace!

How did I get here?

I was so cool to death just now, was it really ***?!

Wu Hongjun finally thought that if it was really the Hades Palace, wouldn't he ......

"Feng Shao, do you mean ......" Wu Hongjun came back to his senses, looked at the plaque again, and then looked at Han Feng, and then asked Ai Ai:

“…… Are we all dead? ”

Han Feng laughed and didn't answer, but just took him back into the Senluo Palace. After sitting down, he stared at Wu Hongjun with both eyes, and said in a deep voice word by word:

"This is the Underworld Senluo Palace, and I am the Underworld Yanjun, the only Hades King!"

As soon as these words came out, a gust of wind suddenly rolled up in the hall. In the three-legged giant tripod, the flames that were originally only slightly swallowed "whew" at the same time, rose up, straight to the top of the palace. The blue light of the fire reflected the hall in a miserable green.

"Hades, Hades!"

Wu Hongjun is completely dead! Collapsed in my chair, there was no hope - even Hades had seen me, and it seemed that I was really dead!

…………

Han Feng looked at the other party, his face was full of narrow smiles, he wanted to tease Wu Hongjun for a while, but depending on the situation, it was time to stop. Otherwise, if you really want to scare people out, even if it can be cured, then it's too lazy to bother, isn't it?

"Red Army, this is indeed the Netherworld, and I am really the King of Yama. And you're not dead! Now you're just a wisp of your own soul......"

As soon as Han Feng raised his hand, the folding fan spiraled from the ground and landed on the desk in front of the two of them.

“…… If you do die, then what else will I give you a fan for? ”

Wu Hongjun's face finally had a little expression, and his eyes gradually had a little brightness, but he still asked uneasily:

"Less wind, less wind...... Uh, Lord Hades...... I...... It's true...... Not dead yet? ”

Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry - how could he tell the truth and no one believed it? Is this what happens to the tricks? However, it seems that he just wants to find a little brother as much as possible, and it's not a joke......

Han Feng patted Wu Hongjun's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile that he thought was the most sincere:

"You're alive! Moreover, if you think about it, with me, the underworld Yan Jun covering, you will live better in the future! ”

Although the bead curtain on his face blocked the crazy brother's face, the sincerity and affirmation in his tone still made Wu Hongjun finally put his mind at ease. Just looked around the gloomy hall, and my heart was still uneasy:

"Lord Yan, can I go back first...... You know, I have an eighty-year-old mother......"

The crazy brother chuckled when he heard this, and said:

"Why didn't you ask me why I brought you here? Don't you ask, why did I give you this Zhong Kui fan? ”

As he spoke, Han Feng stood up and paced around the hall.

Wu Hongjun was completely caught on the thief ship by a piece of blood river flower petals, how would he know Han Feng's true thoughts about accepting a hardcore junior brother in his heart? Seeing the "Hades" asking, he didn't know how to answer, so he could only follow Han Feng around the hall with innocent and incomprehensible eyes.

It's cold again! What a piece of wood! Han Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, stopped, turned around and looked at Wu Hongjun fixedly, and said in a deep voice:

"Because, I want you to be the judge of this underworld!"

Wu Hongjun was stunned again!

――After doing it for a long time, you actually want to come to the Netherworld to be a civil servant?

Bad Yan Jun looked at Wu Hongjun's expression and continued to flicker:

"I will pass on the cultivation method of your underworld judge, and when you are successful in your cultivation, you will be able to freely enter and exit the Yin and Yang worlds. And there will never be a fear for your life. In other words, immortality! ”

The last sentence finally captured the lifeblood of Wu Hongjun!

Immortal! Eternal life!

If he doesn't agree, he Wu Hongjun will really be a mallet!

…………

The pink underworld Yan Jun sat high in the lobby, and accepted the great salute of the more pink underworld judge with peace of mind.

As soon as he finished kneeling and bowing nine times, Han Feng stroked the top of Wu Hongjun's head, and found the cultivation method of the underworld judge in the underworld, forcibly poured it into his brain, and ordered him to cultivate all the time, without interrupting one day!

"This folding fan is dedicated to Zhong Kui and is called a manta fan. It is named after the bats depicted on it. If you cultivate enough, you can use this fan to bring happiness to the people of the world! It's just that your foundation is still shallow, and you still need to step up your cultivation. Otherwise, let alone bless, you won't be able to take it! ”

Seeing that Wu Hongjun didn't believe it, the crazy brother didn't say anything more, so he threw the bat fan towards him.

Seeing the folding fan flying lightly in the air, Wu Hongjun stretched out his hand to catch it, and was feeling that Han Feng was exaggerating, but suddenly felt a strong pressure in the air, and instantly pressed himself into a thin piece of meatloaf!

"Ahh

※※※※※※※※ exclaimed, Wu Hongjun was sweating profusely and suddenly opened his eyes!

I saw that I was still in the villa, and on the sofa opposite, Feng Shaozheng was looking at him with a smile. Looking around, where is the miserable Senluo Palace, which is clearly the living room of the villa!

Could it be that it was too comfortable that I fell asleep unconsciously. And those scenes just now, are they really just a dream?

Wu Hongjun quickly stood up and said embarrassedly:

"There's less wind, I'm sorry I accidentally fell asleep......"

Han Feng smiled slightly, didn't speak, just slowly stretched out his palm and stopped in front of him.

Wu Hongjun didn't know what to do, he didn't know what he meant, so he could only look at it suspiciously.

A delicate folding fan suddenly appeared in Han Feng's palm!

As the little folding fan slowly opened automatically, a cute bat with a pleasant smile gradually appeared. The corners of the playful mouth seemed to move slightly, as if he was really smiling......

Wu Hongjun was suddenly like a thunderbolt, his heart was shocked, and he had no doubts, and he couldn't help but kneel!

"Judge Wu Hongjun of the Prefecture Government, meet His Majesty Yan Junxià!"