Meng Jiu was a little choked: "Twelve years ago, if it weren't for Qi Shizi's purple qi protection......

She bit her lip, as if she couldn't imagine if what she saw was a corpse......

"Today, with this Soul Oblivion Bow, he will be taught to survive and not to die,"

Meng Jiu raised his head and proudly opened the screen like a peacock.

She snorted and stomped her feet: "Hmph, if he dares to steal your incense, let's make him into incense,"

Looking at her bulging cheeks, I couldn't help but laugh and cry. With a straightforward temperament like hers, it's really hard for her to be able to endure it until now.

"The Netherworld Ghost King is no better than others, but he is not a cat or a dog. How can you and I kill them casually? ”

I curled the corners of my lips and smiled at her.

"Hehe," Meng Jiu blinked his eyes slyly, straightened up and pretended to be profound, "Uh-huh~ Mountain people have their own tricks,"

I poked her waist, and Meng Jiu suddenly laughed and her temples trembled.

"I said, I said, stop, don't scratch me," Meng Jiu squatted on the ground, tears laughing from his eyes.

According to Meng Jiu, there are ten halls and one mansion in the underworld. Successive Hades lords have ruled the underworld and directly ruled the underworld. The ghost kings of the ten halls were originally the kings and generals of the underworld, and they each stationed the ten soul pillars of the underworld.

These ten ghost kings have lived in fiefdoms for a long time and easily do not leave the dormitory. Only when the underworld is in danger will they come to their aid.

In the past 10,000 years, the new monarch of the underworld has declined, and the old ghost king is ready to move. Every time a new monarch succeeds to the throne, there are inevitably some objections from ghost kings. Some ghost kings rely on their seniority to be old, and they always throw their faces at the new monarch to make stumbling blocks.

As a result, the relationship between the monarch and the minister was once tense.

The ghost king stationed in the Netherworld Spring is one of the tattoos. To put it nicely, it is straightforward and bold. To put it bluntly, it means that there is no one in your eyes, and you will commit the following crimes.

Therefore, this Netherworld Ghost King has become a thorn in the heart of the previous Hades Monarchs.

The emperor who is now in power in the underworld can live nine thousand nine hundred years old. He has only been on the throne for 2,000 years, but he is not a lord who can be bullied.

Don't look at the young age of the new emperor, he is really resolute in doing things. However, it took 2,000 years to take care of the underworld in an orderly manner. If it weren't for the huge gap in strength, how could the new emperor tolerate him so far.

Twelve years ago, Meng Jiu took me back to the underworld to heal. The new emperor immediately took the opportunity to exert his strength, and the face of the ghost king of the ten halls was gloomy. The major ghost kings have made a stand and made an oath that they will stand by and watch in the future and never interfere in the affairs of the Netherworld.

Since then, the path of the Immortal Monarch to reorganize the underworld has suddenly become much smoother.

As the lord of a realm, the Immortal Monarch naturally can't make a move openly. But during the junior's fighting, he lost a baby casually. That's really, perfectly normal.

This is also the reason why Mengjiu is high-spirited today.

She smiled stupidly, her plain white fingers climbed the Soul Oblivion Bow, and the whole person was like a sweet dream.

"Hehe, Ah Zhi, look, I picked up this Soul Oblivion Bow, how domineering and majestic," Meng Jiu held his head proudly.

I held my forehead in a cold sweat, where to pick up the bow, and it also came with instructions for use. The Immortal Monarch is really calculating, this method of killing people with a knife is not a clever means. The most rare thing is that Meng Jiu and I are willing.

That's it, in the future, I will definitely stay away from this belly black emperor.

Meng Jiu raised his head to look at me, suddenly patted me on the back, and said softly: "This kind of thing is very common, don't take it to heart......"

My body shook, what's wrong with this Nizi, isn't she crazy with joy?

Meng Jiu looked serious and told me an anecdote about the Heavenly Clan.

70,000 years ago, the successor Heavenly Monarch set by the Heavenly Clan was not the second prince on the dragon chair today.

The eldest prince who was set at the beginning was really outstanding and flawless, and no one in the Three Realms praised him. Unfortunately, he died young, in a battle to kill the Great Demon.

Just like this, it was the turn of the second prince to succeed the Heavenly Monarch. With the eldest prince Zhuyu in front, the current Heavenly Monarch was quite excluded when he ascended the throne. In the last 40,000 years, people have become more and more annoying.

When I first heard about it, I was amazed that the Celestial Clan had such a secret.

Meng Jiu pursed his lips and continued: "Do you know that Second Highness in the sky who is arrogant and rude, and is as annoying as his Lao Tzu. Why, can you get away with it so far? ”

I looked up at her, my ears propped up, not daring to interject. Just ask her with her eyes, what is the allusion here?

Meng Jiu picked up the teacup, took a few more sips of tea, and moistened his somewhat dry throat. She faced me and said, "That old fox of the Emperor of Heaven is much more shameless than you think,"

She smiled and said, "Every time someone impeached His Royal Highness, he wiped his tears and said, 'What Aiqing said is extremely true, but you also know that my clan is known as the three major ascension tribulations. Back then, in order to save the people of the Nether Realm, Concubine Tian lost her son who was still in the womb. He has been sad for three tribulations, why can't you put up with him for tens of thousands of years', since then, there have been fewer people mentioned, and the Emperor of Heaven has borrowed the hands of these two sons to eradicate a lot of eyesore,"

I bowed my head and sighed, it turned out that my son had given birth to a lot, and he could still carry the black pot for himself. Today, really, I learned another lesson.

However, then again, a bow that can kill a ghost king is not something that an idle person can control.

"Say, isn't the opening condition of this bow very harsh," I stared at Meng Jiu tightly, this Nizi loves to report good news and not bad news.

Meng Jiu shrank his head weakly, and his voice came like a mosquito humming: "It's not very difficult, as long as it is combined with the two of us......"

She pinched her little finger and looked down, and I knew I couldn't believe her.

"Say, don't lie to me,"

Meng Jiu's words flickered: "Why are you staring at me so much, making my heart hairy, just ...... It's just not that hard,"

"As long as we work together, we can pull the bow once. Regardless of whether we succeed or not, in the next 50 years, we will only have 10% of our spiritual power left. Even if the Immortal Monarch comes, he can't tell the good fortune and evil of the two of us in the past fifty years. ”

She stood on the ground like a quail, and glanced at her sluggishly with her black eyes.

"Silly girl," I hugged her, squeezing out only one word.

She touched her head, and her eyes smiled like the moon: "You are only stupid, you will be gone after fifty years of sleep, and you will just have a few more magic weapons to protect yourself when you turn around,"

"Hehe, that little concubine is about to give birth, and the old ghost of the Netherworld will definitely appear when the time comes. Hee-hee, this is the perfect time for an ambush, just enough to knock them all out," Meng Jiu said unscrupulously.

I looked at Meng Jiu with an excited face and looked down in thought.

Did she boil the soup, it was so stuffy that even the bones were damp. This time, it will be like beating chicken blood, but it will jump vigorously.

In the future, I will spend more time with her.

When I was so distracted, there was a murmur in my ears.

"When the time comes, we will enter the Netherworld Temple, and we will also be the ghost king. What kind of Nether King spring water, let's use it to soak clothes,"

Meng Jiu lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"Say what?" I suddenly leaned close to her face, reflecting her jade-like face.

"No, it's nothing," Meng jumped a step after drinking, and almost fell down with a slip on his feet.

Stupid, I hurriedly grabbed her.

Meng Jiu grinned, turned around and went back to his room to rest.

I looked at this girl who wanted to soak in clothes, and suddenly remembered the Valley of Wild Words thousands of years ago.

That little Ah Yan swore that he would go to cultivate immortals. It's just to move to the sky and bask in the warmest sun lately.

The scent of the room lingered, and I pondered over the small wooden window.

Meng Jiu, Meng Jiu, who are you?