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Yin Qi enters the body, which is better than bitter cold.

For the black-clothed judge, as a yin official, yin qi has always been his tonic and food, and whenever yin qi flows into his body, he will feel warm.

But today I am surrounded by yin energy... The black-clothed ghost almost felt that his heart, which had been silent for many years, began to beat.

Thriller!

Fear!

A wordless sense of fear invaded his heart for a moment.

"Zhao Gongzi... Don't make such jokes with your subordinates..."

A smile barely squeezed out of his face, and the black-clothed ghost almost held the hand of the giant scythe.

He really didn't expect that there would be so many ghosts around Zhao Han.

Although the quality of these yin spirits is not good, the yin qi has not yet settled down after death.

But the sheer number is enough to kill any weakness!

Even if it's just the soul of the newly dead......

"Are you kidding? Do I have one? ”

Zhao Han looked at him and said, "I still want to take a look at the City God's Underworld, this time I will trouble Xiao Hei for you to help lead the way."

"This—" The black-clad judge hesitated.

"Why, didn't you just say you were going to take me?"

Blinking, Zhao Han looked curious.

Being stared at like this by Zhao Han, the black-clothed ghost almost seemed to have swallowed a stomach of Coptis chinensis, and his heart was miserable.

I mean take you there.

But is it the same now?

I will take you alone to receive merit.

can carry more than a thousand battlefield soldiers... You're going to kill me!

With a bitter face, the ghost in black almost wanted to refuse.

It's a pity that before he could speak, he saw four "generals" wearing general armor coming out of the shadow and directly surrounding him.

"By the way, you just said that I caused 103,000 kills, this amount... It's a lot."

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Han passed past the four Yin Soul Generals, walked to Xiao Hei's side and patted him on the shoulder: "We have rushed all the way from the Western Stygian Sea to Cholera City, and the half-demons who died during this period are almost a million......"

"No...... Qingluanwei entered the demon kingdom from the West Stygian Sea, traveled 3,700 miles, obtained 1,140,000 meritorious deeds, killed 1,091 people in battle, and was disabled."

After Zhao Han spoke, a literati ghost holding a ledger walked through his side to count.

And when the ghost of this literati said this, he also glanced at Xiao Hei.

Waves of blood.

Countless tragic deaths seemed to emerge in the eyes of the scribes.

"Honorable.. Honorable driver.. Remember that clearly," the black-clothed judge said with some dryness.

"Not that I remember clearly"

The scribe lowered his head and said in a Xiao Suo tone: "Along the way, all the demon clan gathering places encountered by Qingluanwei have been swept away, these data are all the half-demons on the way in Yan Yunwei's records for hundreds of years, I just follow the book."

You might as well say that you have great powers and a good memory!

Listening to the scribe's words, the man in black smiled bitterly.

He seemed to have seen the scene of Qingluanwei marching westward.

Three thousand miles of grassland and desert, enemies everywhere along the way, sharp arrows flew out... Death of the living.

In a trance, a man in silver armor held a spear and pointed at a huge city where half-demons gathered.

Behind him, countless iron horsemen charged in response.

Fighting, non-stop fighting.

The beacon is full of fire, and the wolf smoke is everywhere.

The giant sword struck the head of the big demon, and the spear pierced the scale armor of the demon beast.

Arson, burning.

The blood-stained Qingluan flag fluttered in the smoke.

After a war, the originally thriving gathering place of demons has become the ruins of a sea of burning corpses.

No more demons can survive.

The dead black-armored knights were gathered and cremated on the spot, and their ashes floated down the river.

The silver-armored man beside the river turned the tail ring of his fingertips, and whispered softly in his mouth.

"Don't worry, I'll take you home..."

"Go home..."

The black-clothed judge muttered, and then suddenly woke up.

In front of him, the scribe turned his head slightly.

He didn't seem to be aware of the experience of the black-clothed ghost, and just turned around and bowed to Zhao Han.

"General"

"Hmm"

Zhao Han nodded in response.

Looking back at the thousands of soldiers standing around him with guns, a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Wait a little longer, and finally accompany me through this journey..."

"Dare to die for the general!"

"Dare to die for the general!"

"Dare to die for the general!"

"Dare to die for the general!"

......

A large number of armored soldiers knelt on the ground in unison.

The armor is pitch black, the spear is sharp, and the military qi condensed around the body is condensed by three points at this moment.

And what else can the ghost in black say?

Three thousand Qingluan guards entered the West Sea Realm, spanning 3,700 miles.

Attrition by two-fifths at the time of return.

The main general, Zhao Jundu, was wounded in 16 places.

Adjutant general, ram died in the war.

Four officers were killed in the battle.

The remaining officers at all levels were killed and wounded, and everyone in the soldiers was wounded.

Their results were also brilliant!

Yanyun then advanced into the West Sea Realm and opened up 2,860 miles of land.

The cholera city lord was killed, and the entire territory of the cholera demon country was under the control of Yan Yun!

This is the first battle feat of the empire in thirty years!

The first meritorious Zhao Jundu was directly promoted to the fourth level in a row, was promoted to the Yanyunwei Center, and was awarded the fourth-class marquis!

But the dead souls in front of him ......

Who will remember them?

Is it the resentment of the millions of demon people who died, or the fluttering "loyal man" in the imperial will?

Someone still remembers.

I didn't know what it felt like in my heart, and the black-clothed ghost had no choice but to salute Zhao Han.

"The general is really a model for my generation"

"Oh"

"But the things of the underworld have their own management in the underworld, this is the rule, but as a ghost, I can't be accommodating"

"Hmm"

"I'm sorry"

As he spoke, the scythe in the black-clothed ghost's hand quickly grew larger, and the pitch-black ghost aura rose all over his body.

Then his shoulders were locked.

"Little ghost, even if we are all dead, hahaha, but you can't ignore us like this"

A big hand as black as ink slapped on the ghost envoy's shoulder, directly slapping the condensed ghost qi that had just risen on his body.

The owner of the hand was standing by Zhao Han's side at this time.

The beard on his face stands on end, and his heroic appearance makes people feel good when they see it.

"General Ram..."

With bitterness in his mouth, the black-clothed ghost almost screamed.

"Hey, Lao Tzu has become like this, can you still recognize me?"

The ram resists the difference in complexion, which seems to be incredible.

"Naturally, I know the general, the general and I are the same generation, and we are still studying together in Shuxuan when I was young, but I died early, but I didn't see the general Yang Wei in the West Sea Realm"

The big black-clothed ghost on his shoulder almost couldn't break free, so he had to smile wryly and speak.

This ram is a ruthless person who cultivates into a Yuan Baby, even if he dies, the Yuan Baby can also be reincarnated at any time, and there will be a special person to receive him when he arrives in the underworld, so he doesn't have to report to them at all.

The ghost in black almost thought he was gone......

But who would have thought that this guy would still stay by the side of this little son of the Zhao family?

"Oh... I can't remember, maybe my memory is blurry after I died, don't you think? ”

"Yes, yes, what General Ram said is very true, but we dead people can't even remember our own daughters-in-law."

"Hahaha, you turtle grandson, you can't remember? You obviously didn't marry in the first place, right? ”

"Hey, hey, why do you remember so much, anyway, Lao Tzu remembers the number of military exploits he has won along the way, and with this to accompany Lao Tzu to Huangquan, then this life will be enough"

“.... I went to hell, and I was also stiff when I chatted with my ancestors! ”

"Lao Tzu beheaded three transformation demons, and when he saw the father who was sucked dry by the goblin, he could also point at his nose and scold him, and then loudly told him that he had avenged him!"

"Hahahahaha....."

A large number of ghosts were shouting, and all of them were driven by the words of the ram resistance.

Zhao Han, who was watching all this from afar, smiled at the corner of his eyes.

Who says no one will remember if you're dead?

Others don't say it, at least he Zhao Han will give them a fair treatment, these people who fought with him and died generously must have a good home after all.

"You turtle grandsons, all die for Lao Tzu"

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, the ram laughed and scolded.

"Hehe Ram General, we are already dead, and now you want us dead ghosts to die again, this is forgive us for not being able to obey our fate"

The scribe beside Zhao Han added faintly.

It's quite humorous.

At least that's what the black-clad ghost thinks.

With a slight wry smile on his face, the ghost cha said: "Everyone, it is not a long-term solution for you to be so nostalgic for the yang world, it is better to prepare earlier and go to the underworld to reincarnate."

"Huh?"

Ram Kangyan glanced at him, and the hand that grabbed his shoulder became harder and harder.

Leaning over with his face, the ram said gloomily: "My generals didn't drive us away, then we are still Qingluanwei, we need to obey the general's orders wherever we go, when will it be your turn to be a little devil in front of our brothers."

There was a sharp pain in the shoulder, it was the loss of yin qi.

The figure of the black-clothed ghost has also become a little illusory with the loss of yin qi.

But where the duty lies, he still stubbornly said: "Qingluanwei's banner has been canceled..."

"What did you say!"

"You're looking for death!"

"If you talk nonsense, I'll kill you right now!"

As if stabbing a hornet's nest, as the words of the black-clothed ghost came out, the Qingluan ghost guards scattered around were in chaos in an instant.

Qingluanwei is a position.

It is also the faith in their hearts.

Now, after their deaths, someone actually said that their faith had collapsed?

If it weren't for Zhao Han's presence and the ram resisting the pressure, I can't say that at this time, these soldiers and souls present would have turned into powerful ghosts and tore the ghost in front of them!

"It's not that I'm talking nonsense..."

The black-clothed ghost explained with a wry smile: "The good news of the West Sea Realm, the main general Zhao Jundu was made the marquis, and he was transferred to the center of Yanyun City, and there are thousands of people in the Qingluan Guard who went with General Jundu, and most of the remaining people are disabled, where can they still bear the banner of the Qingluan Battalion?" ”

That's what the black-clad ghost almost said.

But there are some words in my heart that are not spoken.

There were 3,000 Qingluanwei people, and there were eighteen congenital-level captains in their heyday.

Four people were killed in the battle.

Two people with disabilities.

Seven people were appointed with Zhao Jundu.

But the remaining seven...

There is a tomb on the edge of the western sea, and in the grave there are 800 people who have not died......