Eighty years, without reincarnation, just waiting for his mother on the Nai He Bridge.

I'm afraid, not many people can hold on, right?

This mother-son friendship can be described as earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods.

Black impermanence suddenly said:

"An Ziao has already seen his mother, what about the eighteenth layer of hell?"

Ahem.

is obviously a sensational picture, but he just pulled out the one.

Yun Sangyu took a sneaky breath:

"Two ghost cha lords, the ancestor of the Li family must get An Ziao's understanding before he can come out of the eighteenth layer of hell, right?"

"Not bad!"

This is not easy to do!

An Ziao can wait for his mother in Naihe Bridge for eighty years, and during this period, no one in the underworld has come to ask, but they have all been refused.

Obviously, this An Ziao also hates Li Hong's biological father from the bottom of his heart!

After hating for so many years, it has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, can it be easily resolved?

At this time, the man next to him spoke:

"There should still be descendants in the An family, right?"

Hiss!

How could Yun Sangyu not hear the meaning of the man's words?

This is going to start directly with the An family.

Moreover, this is not asking Yun Sangyu.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard the black impermanence respond:

"An Rumeng has a brother and has two sons and a daughter."

Three children, then there will definitely be no fewer offspring.

In that case, it's easy to do.

After all, human nature is like that, but as long as the interests are enough, there is nothing that cannot be done!

As he spoke, the mother and son on the bridge came down.

When An Rumeng looked at Yun Sangyu, her face was still very friendly.

But when he saw Li Zhihe, he became a little stiff.

The descendants of the Li family!

The original Mrs. Li family was infertile, obviously, Li Hong married Mrs. again.

The beloved man has married one woman after another, but unfortunately, he has never taken himself, and it will not be too good to be a woman.

Fortunately, Bai Wuchang was the first to speak to break the strange atmosphere:

"Since it's almost over, why don't you go over there?"

"Okay!" The attitude of the female ghost seniors at this time is very different from before.

"I just want to see what the people who failed our mother and son are like now?"

Who knows, An Ziao next to him was very uncalm after hearing the words of the female ghost senior:

"Mother, don't go!

That person, there's nothing to see. ”

Just listening to this tone, you know how undesirable it is.

But, today's female ghost predecessors really want to see it with their own eyes, and no one can persuade them.

After all, this hatred has been for too long, too long.

Need to get vented isn't it?

"Ao'er, my mother will go and see, she won't do anything, don't worry."

The mother's reassurance was still very effective, and the man was not saying anything.

Black and white impermanence once again led the way in front, the female ghost senior, mother and son, walked in the middle, and Yun Sangyu and Li Zhihe walked last.

"Mr. Li, your ancestors are really a little too scummy."

Otherwise, it wouldn't end up like this.

Li Zhihe rolled his eyes:

"Why don't you go and talk to my ancestor about whether you are a scumbag or not?"

Ahem.

That's still it.

I don't have this hobby.

"Don't!"

Scold.

Li Zhihe snorted coldly before turning his face away.

Yun Sangyu pursed the corners of her mouth several times, silently not speaking.

If you want to go to the eighteenth layer of hell, you have to go through the first seventeen layers, and every time you pass by, Yun Sangyu has a cold feeling.

But the man next to him didn't react at all.

As we walked, we got closer and closer.