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(82) Eat the closed door

The two soldiers guarding the gate are like two door gods, fierce and vicious, tall and big, and definitely very deterrent.

In comparison, Zhou Yan's height is more tragic. He had to look up at them.

"Hurry up and open the door!"

Zhou Yan didn't say a word, his attitude was bad, and he was very arrogant.

However, the door gods didn't eat him, but just stretched out their hands.

"Bring it."

The door gods said in unison.

Zhou Yan didn't understand what they were going to do, and he came alone, he thought it was cooler to be a lone ranger, and at the same time felt embarrassed to be with his master.

Three years have passed, has there been a lot of change?

In fact, Zhou Yan basically wouldn't come to Yama. So, it is natural that many people do not know him.

And now you need tokens to enter and exit, and the careless master didn't take this into account, just remembering to have fun with the beauty...... I guess people don't know where they are now.

"What did you bring it?"

Zhou Yan finally asked patiently, this was a great concession, his face was already showing a very unhappy expression, and his sword was already ready to move.

"Tokens." One of the door gods arrogantly said, "You can't enter without a token." ”

"When?"

"Two years ago."

"Well, that's a problem." Zhou Yan disturbed his head, he hadn't been here for three years, now let him go where to find the token.

"Don't think about it without a token."

The other door god also replied unceremoniously. As if he didn't intend to leave room for Zhou Yan.

So, the way Zhou Yan could think of was to show his identity.

"I'm Zhou Yan, a disciple of the Twelve Southern Lianhua, let me in."

This is the biggest concession Zhou Yan can make, and his temperament has never been so patient.

"Even if the twelve adults were originally here, tokens."

The stiff words of the door god made Zhou Yan angry! His temper has never been very good.

At this time, the comrades of the door god provoked him.

After the negotiation failed, Zhou Yan immediately drew his sword and planned to break through forcibly, obviously, the door god could not be his opponent.

Not long after, the two tall doormen fell to the ground, seriously injured and unable to move.

Zhou Yan's foot stepped on the chest of one of them, and at this time, he was condescending.

The cold words of the prince resounded in the ears of the door gods: "There is no door in this world that I can't break through, and you can still pick up a small fortune to count your luck." Pay attention next time, don't mess with me! Do you hear that? ”

Zhou Yan's eyes widened, and the terrifying atmosphere spread around him, which could make people breathless. No one wants to experience that shiver a second time.

However, due to Zhou Yan's big trouble, the inside of [Yama] was like a great enemy.

Many people held weapons and surrounded Zhou Yan, but these rabble were able to stop Zhou Yan's footsteps.

A man who looked like a leading officer pointed at Zhou Yan indignantly and said, "Bold fanatics, this Yama is also something you can break into casually?" ”

Is it another newcomer who doesn't know who he is?

Before Zhou Yan could explain, the sword was delivered to him.

The question now is whether to exterminate these guys who don't know how to lift.

Zhou Yan is a bloodthirsty cold-blooded demon king, and he doesn't care about the lives of these people, but it doesn't seem appropriate for his disciples to make too much trouble.

However, the prince is the master and the pervert will not think about it so much.

The sword has no eyes, and before the prince can take a breath, those people have all fallen, and the strongest officer cannot be Zhou Yan's opponent. At this moment, the officer wept with joy as if he had seen a savior.