In the Netherworld Hall, the disheveled Wen Buxiao sat paralyzed in the lobby, laughing silently, sad and tearless, this former judge, now Yang Chao Instrument Spirit, is obviously sad to the extreme, his face is gray, as if he is about to die soon.

Zi Nanli, who was standing outside the hall, hesitated for a while, but finally straightened his clothes, walked slowly to Wen Buxian's side, and bowed: "Uncle Wen, I was disrespectful before, please forgive me, mainly because you are crazy and tight, and the juniors have no other way...... That's why ......" Speaking of this, Zi Nanli smiled embarrassedly, after all, he punched Wen Bu's crotch, but he used all his strength, and now his right hand is still aching.

Wen Buxian glanced at Zi Nanli in a trance, and for some reason his eyes turned red, and suddenly cried: "Did I work as a tailor in my last life?" I've been working hard for so long, and I've cheapened you Zi Nan for nothing."

Zi Nanli touched his nose and said: "This is finally howling, if you are holding it like that, you will either be insane, or you will travel westward with a crane,...... It's just that what cheapens me...... How can this old man speak incoherently now......"

Zi Nanli didn't know what Wen Bu Wei meant, but thinking about Wen Bu Xian, he had been pretending to be a master before, but now he felt a little confused, thinking that the "cheap" in his mouth must be very important, otherwise it would not have caused him such a big reaction.

Thinking of this, Zi Nanli was smelled like a chicken in his hand before he suddenly felt it, and it was worth it.

Zi Nanli still smiled faintly like this, smelling it in his eyes, he was more sure of the guess in his heart, full of sadness and grievances in his chest, and he cried even more fiercely for a while.

Zi Nanli had never seen a big man crying so sadly, until he saw Fang'er howl once, Fang'er was a fake cry, it didn't hurt to smell it, this is a real howl, Zi Nanli was still smiling at the beginning, but it didn't hurt to smell it

When he cried, it was half a ring, and then the old man cried more and more, his spirit actually improved, and his face was a lot ruddy.

He squatted down, patted Wen Bu's arm, and said in a soft tone: "Uncle Wen, stop for a while, will you cry?" Tell me what I took advantage of you? If you eat yours, I'll spit it out for you, and if you take yours, I'll give you back, it's all right?"

Wen Buxian wiped a handful of tears and choked up: "Still? What are you going to pay back! This Yangchao Nine Realms has been integrated into your divine soul, will you give me back your life? ”

"What has melted into my soul?" Zi Nanli asked in surprise.

Wen Buxian slapped the ground and scolded: "Yang Chao...... Yang Chao, you little bastard, God knows what kind of green smoke is coming from your ancestral grave, I've been planning here for so many years, and I can't catch your kid in for a day."

Zi Nanli was still digesting what Wen Buli had just said in his heart, and Wen Buli over there raised his hand and slapped himself, which scared Zi Nanli to a moment's length.

Hearing this, his face suddenly turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I did my own thing, I should have let King Yama fry me in the first place, it's better than being this flexible and sinful, and I have been here for a thousand years!" It turned out to be cheaper, you little bastard."

Zi Nanli pursed his lips, pretending not to hear the words that Wen Bu scolded himself, and he asked curiously with a curvy face: "Uncle Wen, aren't you a Yang Chao's machine spirit?" How do you say that it seems that this Yang Chao Nine Realms has nothing to do with your machine spirit? Isn't this Yang Chao the same thing as the nine cloud caves in the sky? ”

Hearing this, he raised his head, stared at Zi Nanli, and said excitedly: "How can it be the same thing, the sea of clouds outside Qinglan is just a small world, at best, it is just the body of the magic lamp, in order to carry the Yangchao Nine Realms on the overpass, and this Yangchao Nine Realms is the most important wick of the magic lamp,

The reason why Yang Chao can become an ancient artifact is not that he has the divine power that shakes the heavens and the earth, but that the Nine Realms are infinitely wonderful, and those who have always had this magic lamp can finally prove the Great Dao, and the root cause of it is in the Nine Realms, don't look at the dilapidation of Yunhai Qinglan now,

Wait until one day, find a blind Origin True Fire, and you can rekindle the magic lamp, and then ......" Wen Buxian stopped the topic abruptly when he said this, he seemed a little interested, shook his head and muttered: "It's too late to say anything now, the Nine Realms are occupied by your kid, I am a widow's dead son, there is no hope"

Zi Nanli sighed leisurely: "It turns out that this master is a half-hung instrument spirit, and he only occupies the lamp base of this magic lamp, but the important wick has nothing to do with him, but he still wants to rely on this uncle to be powerful in this other world, but now it seems that this guy can't be relied on at all."

The corners of his eyes twitched for a while, and he couldn't hold back the thought of wanting to scold his mother, and said to Wen Buharm with a pleasant face: "Now that the wood has become a boat, I just don't want and can't do it in the Nine Realms, what do you say?" Why don't you stab me twice? Dissipation?"

"Zi Nanli, you don't have to say cool things here, if it weren't for the magic lamp attached to you, you and I would be closely related to good fortune and misfortune, and I would have won the Nine Realms of Yangchao for you, and I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't cut you with a thousand knives" Wen Buxiao gritted his teeth and said, he really hated Zi Nanli at the moment, and this great fortune actually fell on this kid's head.

Zi Nanli patted his head and pretended to be surprised: "Eh, my Uncle Wen, dare you remember this?" I thought you forgot! Since we are in a relationship of both glory and loss, then I have the Nine Realms of Yangchao, what do you want to live to die?

I don't have any merit in this person, just two words to friends, righteousness, not to mention the relationship between the two of us, that is a friend of life and death, I want to die, you must not live, I will not treat you badly, you can rest assured, in the future, I will eat meat, you drink soup, there is always a little sweetness left for you"

After hearing this, he jumped like thunder, and scolded Zi Nanli angrily: "I, as far as your kid's seven souls are broken, and the three souls are not even virtuous, counting on you, the old man will starve to death, you haven't mixed up your personal appearance until now, and you dare to brazenly say that you want to take care of the old man, and you don't pee and look in the mirror, are you worthy?" ”

Zi Nanli was scolded by the old man who heard his head and cover his face, Rao is thick-skinned, and he couldn't help it at the moment, and said angrily: "Then what grandson did you pretend to be with me before, since you don't like me, what kind of life will you have to do with me, you need my help Yunyun, the fuck is just to cheat money, right, return those two Xuanhui to me"

"No way, Xuanhui is here, there is a way to get it" Wen Buxian patted his stomach and said provocatively to Zi Nanli.

Zi Nan chewed his teeth for a long time, and he really didn't break it, he was trying to do a desperate state with his fists and sleeves, and the other side also rolled up his sleeves, looked at him with disdain, and said with a heartfelt voice: "Come on, come on, the old man wants to see what you have to do with this waste wood."

Zi Nanli suddenly felt a fire of ignorance rushing from the center of his feet to the top of his head, and with a sound in his head, a green leaf shot out of his chest, and it happened to fall on Wen Bu's brain.

The old man stared at Zi Nanli and blinked, and subconsciously wanted to pick the leaf on his forehead, but who knew that a dazzling green light lit up on the green leaf, and the whole person was like an electric shock, and he convulsed and fell to the ground.

The green light was shining, as if it would not stop, and he lay upright on the ground with black smoke all over his body, and he was about to die when he saw that look.

Zi Nanli was stunned, first at Wen Bu who was lying on the ground, and then at the green leaves falling on the old head, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded: "What is the situation?"

The green light became brighter and brighter, and on the sea of clouds, the already dilapidated Netherworld Hall, boom, since it had turned into a ruin, Zi Nan was startled, he was looking at the person lying on the ground, the old man was already devoid at the moment, and there were bursts of white smoke in his mouth, and it seemed that he was about to die.

"Damn, enough is enough, in the whole down, you have to hang up if you don't smell harm" Zi Nanli said eagerly, the green leaves seemed to be psychic, as soon as Zi Nanli said this, the green light slowly dissipated, and even the green leaves disappeared in Zi Nanli's chest.

The smell over there was not harmful, his mouth was wide open, his thin fingers trembled and pointed at Zi Nanli, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.

Pinching people, trying to beat his heartbeat, I don't know if it's because of this yang, the old man Wen, who should have been a spirit, actually has a pulse, like a living person, Zi Nanli used all the first aid methods he would use on the old man's body, and he was almost mouth-to-mouth.

"Try it with two punches, it's really not good, so I have to cheap this old thing" Zi Nanli thought secretly, and if he didn't hurt his chest, he would smash it all the time. He is a Song general, he did a ghost after his death, he really can't resuscitate in modern society, that thing is useless to be a ghost, I just watched it twice on TV, this time I painted the cat and the tiger down, but it was bitter The old man lying on the ground, his thin body was buzzed by Zi Nanli.

Seeing that the ground was still the same as a dead man, Zi Nanli struggled in his heart for a long time, and in the end he had no choice but to harden his head, make a bitter face, and say: "Old scoundrel, when you wake up, see how the master cleans you up"

Zi Nanli pouted, and was about to print it on the old man's yellowed mouth, but fortunately, at this time, he woke up faintly, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Little bastard, what do you want to do",

"It's so dangerous, the first kiss is saved" Zi Nanli stroked his chest and secretly rejoiced, "I'm saving you" Seeing that Wen Bu was frightened and inexplicable, Zi Nanli hurriedly explained.

Who would have thought that the old man would cry loudly when he heard this, and he was even more sad than before, only to hear him cry: "Oh my God! What kind of sin have I done, why do you punish me like this, the Nine Realms were also robbed by this little beast, and Xiuwei was also abolished by this little bastard, and now I have broken my sternum by this little bastard, God, you might as well kill me with a thunderbolt."

Zi Nanli scratched his head, with an innocent look on his face, "I didn't do any of this," Zi Nan said secretly.

Presumably the old man howled for too long before, and this time he was hurt by the green leaves, and this time the crying didn't last long, and after a while, he could only howl in his throat, and he couldn't squeeze out a drop of tears.

Zi Nanli smiled, sat cross-legged beside Wen Buxian, and said seriously: "Just vent a few sentences, don't scold endlessly, hurry up, I still have serious things to discuss with you."

The person over there was like a dead face, and said miserably: "You give me a good time"

Zi Nanli sighed twice and persuaded: "This is going to seek death and life?" Regardless of your confidante? Can I practice if I don't have a cultivation? In other words, a leaf on the door of the head is completely lost? Don't be funny, maybe it will be fine in two days."

Wen Buxian stared at Zi Nanli for a while, his face turned from white to red, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, he sat up tremblingly, pointed at Zi Nanli and said, "What do you call that thing?" Foliage? That's the Origin Legend! ”

"Origin? What is it" Zi Nanli touched his chest and froze for a moment.