The sound of silk and bamboo moves, the dancing posture is graceful, all the beautiful female ghosts in the capital city are gathered here, the water sleeves cover the face and charming eyes like silk, the slender waist can only be held by Yingying, and the charming style is enough to swing people's souls.

"Your Majesty, you have the Shangqing Immortal Light Protector, if these female ghosts are within ten zhang of each other, they will disappear!"

King Jiang of Qin Guang stood sideways on the top of the Netherworld Treasure Palace, trembling and pouring wine for this cup, the majestic momentum of the auspicious and murderous hall in the past has long been gone, the leopard eyes and lion nose, ugly cheeks squeezed out of a smile, thinking about the intention, panicked words.

There is a way to accompany the king like a tiger, Qin Guangwang Jiang has seen the "demeanor" of the Ziwei Emperor at the peach banquet in Yaochi, the first disciple of the sect of the Biyou Palace on Jinao Island, holding the sword Qingping of the saint of Tongtian, the stars of the upper system, the ten thousand laws of the middle court, and the lower leader of the four royal capitals, in terms of dignity, this Zhongtian North Pole Ziwei Emperor is second only to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother in the heavenly court!

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Bao Wenzheng raised the cup on the table, but after taking a sip, he frowned and said nothing, and he didn't pay attention to King Jiang of Qin Guang, and looked down at the singing and dancing in the hall with an unkind face.

"Your Majesty waits, Your Majesty waits!"

Jiang Dedao, the king of Qin Guang, has been in the palace of good fortune and evil in this underworld for tens of thousands of years, how can he not know that his eyebrows are high and his eyes are low, and immediately beads of sweat are dripping down like soybeans, and after making a confession, his footsteps keep walking out of the Netherworld Treasure Palace.

"Xie Bi'an, you pass on the king's decree to bring the female ghosts detained in the eighteen layers of hell to the Netherworld Treasure Hall to dance!"

"Fan is not saved, you pass on the king's edict, summon the Hazy Moon Ghost King who is on duty before the ghost gate is closed, and serve His Majesty around, according to her Taoism, it is still unknown whether she can withstand the immortal light of the Shangqing Dynasty."

"I am in a hurry, and I can't take care of much at the moment!"

King Jiang of Qin Guang frowned, his face was unusually ugly, he forced his eyes to look at the black and white impermanence, and shouted in a low voice: "Tell them that if they can't do their errands, they will be immediately thrown into the eighteenth layer of hell, and they will never be able to live forever!"

Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Emperor led the capital, the position of the ten halls of Yan Jun can be determined by his words, or he can be withdrawn because of his words, even the Jade Emperor is not allowed to interfere, thinking about how uninhibited the Emperor Ziwei is at the peach banquet in Yaochi, and how "free and easy" it is to ask for Chang'e to be a maid in the middle of the month

One of the small ten capitals, Yan Jun of the underworld, how can he not be afraid, how can he not be afraid!

"No!"

The black and white impermanence god is humble, and he is not allowed to enter the Netherworld Treasure Hall without permission, and he bows his hand to the outside of this hall, and immediately controls the yin wind and leaves, and he is so frightened that he does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

"As soon as the Netherworld Treasure Hall opens, the news of Emperor Ziwei's visit to the underworld will spread, and after a while, the King of the Earth Bodhisattva will hear the letter, or urge the Nine Palaces Yan Jun to come here quickly, and discuss a countermeasure."

In the past, after the First World War, Jiang Ziya took charge of the position of Ziwei Star on behalf of Xu Boyi, the god of heaven, but if he did not sit in the Daluo Tian Ziwei Heavenly Palace for a day in the heavenly court, he could not lead the Xudu, and the position of the Emperor Ziwei of the Zhongtian Arctic had been vacant for a long time, and even if the chapter of the underworld was sent to the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, it was dusty on the case, and no one approved it.

And, the king of the earth Bodhisattva came to the underworld from the West Heavenly Spirit Mountain to make a grand wish, hell is not empty, vow not to become a Buddha, all sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven!

The law of the underworld is the punishment of the canon, to pay for the sins committed in the yang world, and the king of the earth Bodhisattva and the preaching in the underworld are to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground

King Jiang of Qin Guang shook his hand, and the nearly one-foot wat board was held in his hand, pinching the magic trick and reciting the words, the milky white wat board flashed with a clear luster, and then he never returned to the Netherworld Treasure Palace, so he waited outside this hall for the Nine Palaces Yan Jun to discuss countermeasures

The clouds are faint, the fog is misty, the noise in front of the ghost gate is still the same as in the past, thousands of green-faced and fanged ghosts escort thousands of ghosts, the desolate cry and desperate cry have never stopped, and after the ghost gate is verified before the door, Fang entered the capital city.

There is an eighteen ghost king in front of the ghost gate, and the woman is as lonely as a green pine, the miserable white cheeks in the rich yin qi can be seen to be delicate, a shabby armor wrapped around the slender body, holding a bright silver spear with a gap, should be the usual thing to fight in the field before death.

"Chi Zhaoping!"

Before the people arrived, the sound came first, and there was a yin wind whistling in the city, the weird smile on the miserable white cheeks remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the four big words "Fortune at first sight" were written on the high-pointed hat, not the impermanence of this underworld Xie Bi'an, or who was it?

The phoenix's eyes were full of evil, the name of more than a thousand years ago was mentioned, the Hazy Moon Ghost King opened his angry eyes, and looked towards the ghost gate.

The Misty Moon Ghost King saluted with a gun and a fist in his palm, looked at the Impermanence True Monarch Xie Bi'an, and said without humility or arrogance: "I've seen Xie Zhenjun!"

"Jiang Yanjun has an edict, you come with me!"

There are many people in front of this ghost gate, and it is related to the visit of the Emperor Ziwei of the Zhongtian Arctic to the Yin Cao Underworld, and it cannot be passed on lightly without Yan Jun's express instructions, so Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an controlled the yin wind and fell in front of the Misty Moon Ghost King, and said.

"No!"

The Misty Moon Ghost King clasped his fists and saluted, and after respectfully responding, he followed Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an to control the yin wind and walked to a secluded place in front of the ghost gate.

"Chi Zhaoping, the eighteen ghost kings in front of the ghost gate, you are the only one who is a woman!"

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an looked at the Hazy Moon Ghost King calmly, and his tone had been softened a lot as much as possible, just because after this Hazy Moon Ghost King entered the Netherworld Treasure Hall to serve His Majesty, it was still unknown in the future, and then said: "Today, under the command of Jiang Yanjun, I will send you to the Netherworld Treasure Hall to serve!"

Chi Zhaoping's life and the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, can be said to be Bo Jing to eight votes, because of dissatisfaction with Wang Mang's tyranny, in the plain city gathered thousands of people to resist official taxes, sweep the official office, kill the gentry, plunder the nobles, help the weak, kill the rich and help the poor, once set off a monstrous killing cause and effect, should have entered the eighteen layers of hell and never reincarnated, but the ten halls of Yan Jun Nian in his feelings can be redeemed, and has no intention of evil, so he pardoned Chi Zhaoping as the hazy moon ghost king in front of the ghost gate of the capital city.

"No!"

The Misty Moon Ghost King clasped his fists and saluted, but he was surprised in his heart, just because this Netherworld Treasure Hall was the important place of the Xudu City, and it was not easy to open it if it wasn't for the Ten Palaces Yan Junqi, but what was this related to his own woman's body? Why did he want a woman to go to the Netherworld Treasure Hall to serve?

"Misty Moon Ghost King, be careful to follow your side, don't be the slightest bit sloppy!"

Bai Wuchang has already made a great contribution to inviting Emperor Ziwei to the underworld today, and he has said good words along the way, and he treats each other with courtesy, for the promotion of his god position in the future, he naturally can't tolerate a little mistake, and his face is cold at this moment, and he said word by word: "Under Yan Jun's dictation, if you can't do your errand, you can enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to live forever!"

When the Misty Moon Ghost King heard this, he was immediately shocked, and his heart of fear arose, but Yan Jun's command must not be disobeyed, and he could only hold the heart of walking on thin ice and do things that sit upright.

There is no day and no night in the underworld, the blood moon hangs high and remains unchanged, and the heavily guarded place outside the capital city, the green-faced and fanged ghost is five steps and a post, ten steps and a sentry, and the ghosts holding the magic weapon "crying and mourning stick" and "soul lock" will patrol and guard the eighteen layers of hell in the underworld

In the midst of the smoke, the black dragon swallowed the clouds and spitted mist, and his eyes were like electricity coiled at the entrance of this hell, that is, the eighteen judges who guarded the eighteen layers of hell came out one after another, and they also recognized it again and again before turning the cold and brutal eyes, the eighteen judges were all gloomy, and there were more or less female ghosts bound in the magic weapon "Soul Detention Rope" in their hands, and they barely squeezed out a few smiles when they saw that the black impermanence Fan Wufu who had been waiting for a long time was helpless.

"Fan Zhenjun, I haven't seen you for many days, it's always good?"

The judge in charge of the eighth layer of iceberg hell had his eyes lit up, and he walked forward quickly and bowed his hand, smiling together, and the yin owl qi of the past disappeared, and said respectfully.

"Zou Ju, don't come unharmed!"

Black impermanence Fan returned the salute without help, but he had no intention of greeting after a hasty response.

"Judges, at the behest of Jiang Yanjun, the King of Qin Guang, the True Monarch has brought all the beautiful female ghosts in these eighteen layers of hell to the Netherworld Treasure Hall to play music and dance!"

Black Impermanence Fan Wuxu immediately bowed his hand, looked around at the eighteen judges in the eighteen layers of hell, and said: "Yan Jun's mouth, if you can't do your errand, these female ghosts will sink forever in the eighteen layers of hell, and they will not be able to live beyond the catastrophe!"

"Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, Diao Chan, Yang Yuhuan, can be brought!"

These words were loud and loud, not only for the eighteen judges, but also for the female ghost who was suffering in hell.

"All have been brought!"

"All have been brought!"

The four judges of Iron Tree Hell, Steamer Hell, Iceberg Hell, and Oil Pot Hell stepped forward to salute and respond in unison, the shock in their hearts has long been self-evident, and the fourteen judges on the side are also solemn in an instant, and the ridicule in their hearts has long been gone.

In the end, which way of the heavenly court is the immortal law to come to the underworld, and it is necessary to mobilize the people to such a point, the former dynasty celebrities in the eighteen layers of hell, all of them want to go to the Netherworld Treasure Hall to play music and dance, mobile phone users please browse and read, a better reading experience.

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