Wang Huang couldn't control his emotions anymore, a small human being, he dared to be called an immortal.

Let's not talk about this, how can ordinary people in the world have any knowledge......

Ye Mu had some Taoism and beat his own ghosts, since he still said that he became a ghost after his death.

Do you want to subvert the authority of our prefecture?

"I'll give him a word, arrogance~!!"

"What are you going to do with him?"

After talking for a long time, this is Yu Wenhua, and what I care about the most is this.

"Hmph, you can't be trusted, now I can only go out myself."

While the night was still dark, this matter had not yet reached the heavenly realm, so Wang Huang had no choice but to do it himself.

In the soul bottle, the city god of Chang'an quietly stabbed it.

The black impermanence who squatted with his head in his arms whispered:

"Lao Hei, you're here too~! I'm just squatting here, I'm not used to it! ”

Black impermanence, a ghost life, never thought that he would be able to have this treatment one day~!

He can squat with his head in his head, the standard tool of the ghost of the underworld, and there is his good brother Bai Wuchang next to him.

and a group of men......

"What the hell is going on?"

Hei Wuchang also felt that he was beaten by Ye Mu a little inexplicably, or not too much!

Even if he pretends to be a little b, he won't lock himself up~!

He thought for a moment and then added:

"Isn't this Yu Wenhua who offended him before?"

It's time to go, Chang'an City God, I have to tell the truth.

"Alas! You guessed it right, it's really him......"

"A few days ago, he came to my City God's Temple and brought a life and death book, which recorded the death date of Princess Xiuning of Chang'an."

"I have also been in the world for some time, of course I know the rights and wrongs of him and Princess Xiuning."

Chang'an City God, tell the story of Yu culture and the past in public!

As soon as they heard that there was a play, the ghost cha and the little ghost king who were squatting nearby all went to the city god to get together.

Although the anthrax was far away, he also pricked up his ears to listen, and he wanted to know.

Which bastard is it, who offended Fairy Ye Mu, and he couldn't be promoted.

Now I'm squatting here with my head in my hands, and it's the third day now~!

This is not a teahouse, and Master Chenghuang can't charge tickets, because he doesn't want to be so meticulous about dereliction of duty.

Besides, there is no money to be made, so he briefly introduced it.

"Princess Xiuning, in her early twenties, Yu Wenhua and power were all over the place."

"After Li Yuan's mercenaries stood on their own, they offended Yu Wenhua. But he Yu culture and a romantic seed~! ”

"I want to get Princess Xiuning, even if I become a ghost, I want to ......"

"It's probably such a story, crazy men and women, we are all implicated......"

"So the two of them still have such a while!"

A group of ghosts were in a trance!

"Hmph, it's just Yu culture and unrequited love! It's been more than a decade. ”

"Besides, will you marry your rival? I'm still a dead ghost......"

The city god is now criticizing the Yu culture, disloyalty, injustice, benevolence and filial piety......

Think about the coercion he was forced to do some things at the beginning.

Obviously, Ye Mu can directly save Princess Xiuning, but now he has gone around in such a big circle.

After hearing the truth......

The contrast between black and white impermanence's current face, black impermanence looks white, and white impermanence looks black.

It's all angry~!

"Damn, this damn Yu culture and. People have been dead for so many years. ”

"I'm still worried about this little affair in the world~! This son of a bitch. ”

Bai Wuchang scolded with a dark face.

"It's useless to scold him, let's think about what we should do now~!"

Tonight's foreign land in Chang'an made Li Shimin unable to sleep, and now it is already midnight.

He sent Qianniu Wei to the prison angel's house, and pulled him out without saying anything.

Your Majesty has been in a bad mood lately, this is a secret that everyone knows~!

"You can't mean to cut off my head, right? Call me in such a hurry~! ”

The prison angel was at home tonight, and drank two more glasses, but he didn't see any vision.

When Li Shimin saw the prison angel, he asked straight to the point:

"Aiqing, have you noticed the vision tonight? Is there any way to say that? ”

Seeing that His Majesty is so persistent in this matter~! How can the prison angel say that I drank too much tonight?

Coming by the way is also the ability to eat this bowl of rice:

"Your Majesty, I watched the heavens tonight and noticed this vision early."

"This is Daxing, the omen of my Datang's Zhongxing~!"

The words spoken by the prison angel are so conclusive that they cannot be seen to be false.

Seeing that Li Shimin was still unhappy, he continued to speak:

"Tonight, the purple microstar and the Big Dipper have both moved eastward and half tilted, which means that my Datang will have nobles to help~!"

Flickering, Li Shimin can't understand it anyway...... It's not just what he says about the angels~!

He didn't expect it himself, and it really made him fool into the right place.

"Hahahaha, okay...... Aiqing has worked hard! ”

"When I'm done, this is the last time! You will be rewarded with great reward. ”

The current treasury of Li Shimin is empty, how can there be money! The soldiers at the front fought bloodily, and they must not be in arrears of military expenses.

"Rushing to the doctor in a hurry" Li Shimin also gave it to many people, and this sentence was fooled.

Even if he is really rich, he doesn't want to give it now, he can keep my Datang country.

These will be cashed out, or the art of the emperor~!

A monarch and a minister, when discussing the stars, the night of Chang'an suddenly changed the sky.

For a while, the wind was gusting, and it was all desolate~! This change is too fast, Li Shimin has to ask the prison angels around him~!

"Aiqing, what do you mean by this~?"

There's no way, in order to stay alive, the angel will return it to the editor who will continue to work hard~!

The eighth city king of the Ten Palaces of Yama: Wang Huang~!

Personally descended to Chang'an, can this day remain the same?

He transformed into nothingness and was omnipresent, as if he was in Chang'an.

Immortal Ye Mu seemed to know that this scene would come, and now it was his usual sleep.

After stretching, he put on a half-covered silver mask, and said to the cloudy sky:

"If you don't come again, I'll be trapped ......"

"Old friend, have you forgotten me?"

Wang Huang, the king of Yama, snorted coldly when he saw this mask: "It turned out to be you~!" ”

"What are you going to do~! What about my men, all of whom you have killed? ”

Ye Mu snorted and said, "You are still the same, so irritable, this is not good...... Not good. ”

Ye Mu smashed the soul collection bottle and released the ghosts inside.

When they saw their own Yama King, the demons could no longer suppress their emotions.

For a while, all the ghosts cried and told their grievances, and the gloomy presence of the king of Hades in Chang'an City was now like a ghost town.

Li Shimin asked the prison angel: "Aiqing, what does this mean?" ”