"What? Hell Jun is also interested in hearing about those Chen sesame rotten grains? ”

Song Nian didn't know when he had woken up, and he received the sadness on his face.

"You're going to find something for me to do!"

He had to blame Song Nian for being old, but he was happy in his heart that Song Nian woke up like this. They have been living in this pattern for thousands of years, and they can't change it for a while.

"You are protecting me, how can I be as good as you say."

Song Nian didn't wake up all of a sudden, he was also confused and sensed this way, he wanted to sleep well, he didn't have to think about anything, and he didn't need to work hard, but there was no way, he seemed to be not an idle immortal from the birth of heaven and earth.

"If the king of the underworld wants to hear it, why don't I listen to it."

He originally thought that he would not have a day, and at a certain moment wanted to talk about everything, afraid that it was the kind of injury like the ancestor that he had just talked about in the stupid book, he had always been moving forward, and he had never thought about what the ancestor looked like in his heart and mouth in the eyes of others.

Now that he was forced to see it once, he felt that he had treated him like the creator god?

He didn't tell Fan Wen about it, because Fan Wen had followed him for many years, and Fan Wen knew most of his things, and he didn't need to say anything.

He didn't talk to the little phoenix boy because in his eyes, the phoenix boy was still a child, a child who needed his care, and there was no need to force the child to make that choice.

He also never told this stupid book that this stupid book had followed him for thousands of years, and he never gave him an age, so he hoped that he could live happily.

But I don't know that among all the people, only this stupid book knows him best, and he treats him like a child who will never grow up, so he never thinks of asking him for help or confiding in him.

With the ancestors, since ancient times, they have only used magic and spiritual power to solve problems. They sat together and poured out the scene for thousands of years after the first opening of heaven and earth, and there has never been a single scene.

He sometimes wondered if it was because they were all the gods of the first creation of this heaven and earth, or because they had never sat down to say the last time, which would lead to the irreparable years in the future.

There is no more chance of redress.

"No, I'll get them and go back together."

The Immortal Monarch could hear every bit of his past from his age, but he didn't want him to tear those wounds open in front of him, and show him blood.

He couldn't bear it.

He would think about killing the group that hurt him, where does it matter if he is an immortal or a saint.

But there was nothing he could do.

In those days without him, he suffered all the grievances he shouldn't have suffered.

In those days before he was born, he suffered everything.

There is nothing he can do, he can't do anything.

With such a time that he couldn't intervene, he couldn't breathe, and he had no choice but to flee in a hurry.

Temporarily resuming his spirit, the Immortal Monarch stuffed the age of the Emperor who had retracted back to the appearance of the Book of Heaven into Song Nian's hands.

The Immortal Monarch stayed in the house to accompany Song Nian in the house, and he went out of this room one day and went to the netherworld.

"You admire him."

Before he arrived in this netherworld, he actually let the king of the underworld meet a black-robed person again, this figure, together with the tone, as well as the magic momentum around the body, can be seen that it is not a person.

Also?

Who is like him? In front of him, he covered his whole body in a black robe, but he dared to talk to him in broad daylight about "also admiring the ancestor"!

"You're not qualified."

Hades wanted to monopolize the man in the house.

He thought he was going crazy

The crazy thoughts that he had grown out of his years led him to the edge of madness.

As a child, he felt that the gods in his mother's stories belonged to him alone, because no one around him had heard of them.

In addition to being proud of him, he also secretly rejoiced a little more in his heart, like the candy that he was reluctant to eat.

When he was lonely, he thought of him, when his mother died, he still wanted to let him stay in the world, although he had begun to show the magic powers of ghosts at that time, but his mother still wanted him to stay in the world, just because the underworld in his father's mouth was more difficult for his mother than the human world, which would make her son more difficult to walk.

He compromised at first, and wandered in the human world for many years, but he didn't like it after all.

There are also demons, like him, who are not what should be in the world, and he is willing to walk with the Enma and live happily with him in this world.

But he finally refused.

This world can't give him what he wants.

So after many years of traveling, he finally got this one: the world is not suitable for him.

He was told by his mother not to enter the underworld, but for many years after her death, he did not find a place to belong in this world.

And when he changed his mind and entered this underworld, every aspect of his body was shouting, as if he had been reborn, and he realized that he had finally found his place.

And he remained in this underworld.

At the beginning, the Enma never thought of being the king of the underworld, he just thought that as a half-demon, in his father's hometown, his future destination, until he perished.

But eventually some ghosts saw that he was not happy.

In this underworld, Enma entered through Mount Momozhi, and when his father fled from the underworld with his mother, he also crossed Mount Momozhi, and his father fell for it.

But he came here intact. The journey from Mt. Momozhi was not as difficult as he imagined.

He crossed the Momozhi Mountain unscathed in the form of a half-demon, which was the first case since the establishment of the Momozhi Mountain, which proved that if he wanted to live quietly in the underworld in the future, it would be like a fool's dream.

There is no half-demon in the underworld as strong as him.

Whether it's magic or magic power.

With its silver-gray pupils, the Enma erected an unattainable pinnacle for the half-demons in the underworld, even the self-proclaimed pure Oni clan.

They harassed him all day long, so that the Enma was overwhelmed and responded to the provocation. And the group of provocative and unsuccessful people were even more unconvinced, and they lured the Enma to the testing ground of the underworld once every five hundred years, which was the screening place of the king of the underworld.

Those half-demons with impure bloodlines or low-level demons naturally hope that this demon will breathe a sigh of relief with them, so that they can also raise their eyebrows in this underworld for a day.

Enma had no interest in this.

It's just because there was an old and decrepit half-demon that day, and he said behind him that this underworld was the brainchild of the ancestors.

For some reason, he thought at that moment to see what the hard work of the god he had revered since he was a child really looked like......

He became the Lord of the Underworld. Living in this hall, I found that there was not the slightest trace of the ancestor in this underworld.

The ghosts and monsters surrounding him around him, the ancestor is the lord of the underworld, but the ancestor has also passed away for thousands of years, and there are very few people in the underworld who remember the ancestor and thank the ancestor for his sacrifice.

He suddenly felt bored.

The big and small affairs in this underworld are not as excited as they were at the beginning.

The underworld is a place of ethereal emptiness, and the many ghosts and gods who are built on this underworld have never had a day when they are down-to-earth. The King of the Underworld doesn't like this place, although he doesn't like the world, but he is facing the emperor and queen of the earth, and he feels quite familiar with it.

So, he found Momozhi Mountain.

Taozhi Mountain is the only down-to-earth place other than the Great Hall of the Underworld, and at the same time, it is also the only place in the underworld that is related to the ancestors.

Taozhi Mountain has the half-immortal body of the ancestor.

He likes to stay in the Taozhi Mountain, although this Taozhi Mountain is a land of forests and bones, but only here can he be at ease.

This is the only solace when he is not found.

Fortunately, at this time, he doesn't have to look at things and think about people.

In front of him, those who stand in his way, his enma will be removed.

It doesn't matter if he's an immortal or a demon.

He was grateful that he could now have a chance.

The black-robed man saw the Lord of the Underworld attacking him, with the imperative of victory, and this fierce force made this netherworld tremble a little.

The netherworld is the hiding place of all evil spirits and corrupt emotions in the world, and if greed, hatred, love and hatred cross the line, they will become the nourishment of the netherworld.

And one of them is stubborn.

The black-robed person who stopped the Emperor of the Underworld had never thought that the Lord of the Underworld would actually let him receive a slap alive, and he didn't have time to dodge it at all.

Although the black-robed body was killed, he was also seriously injured, so he had to crawl on the ground and watch the Immortal Monarch disappear in front of him.

"Why are you doing this?"

Seeing him prostrate on the ground, behind him came a person in a black robe, and this person was the first person Song Nian met with the Immortal Monarch when he walked.

“……”

"What? Can glaring at me solve the current situation? Have you forgotten what you just saw? ”

As soon as these words came out, the person who had just been angry with him lowered his head, and when he saw that the ground was so depressed, he kindly helped him up and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"You don't spare your life, why do you still want to be unintentional and feel sorry for you?"

I couldn't help but taunt a few words.

"Whatever your idea, I advise you to break it off as soon as possible."

Pushing away the hand he was holding beside him, although he was seriously injured, he still stood quite upright.

"It's not Your Excellency's turn to meddle in my business."

Drop these words, and go away against the wind. The one who was left alone laughed and said nothing on the ground.

"If you have a good temper, if you have a temper, there will be no interest in this matter."

After dusting off his sleeves, he picked up the dust contaminated by the prostrate person, and slowly arranged each fold neatly and properly. Fang Cai slowly walked in the direction that the Lord of the Underworld had left.

It was as if the Immortal Monarch had not gone to take away the protons he had worked so hard to bring back.

His goal has been achieved, and he can lose those useless chess pieces.

Of course, if you can have a personal relationship with him in the underworld, you can think of it as making the best use of everything.

Those chess pieces are also worth something.

In this netherworld, he never left useless people or useless things.

The Lord of the Underworld once again recognized his heart, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

He had waited so long, and he had been able to hold back.

But at this time today, he is like a dam bursting its banks.

It's a mess.

There is no way to clean up.

He didn't want to make a fool of himself.