For human emperors, it may take several years to build a palace, and it may take decades to build a towering and gorgeous palace.

Fairies and ghosts build palaces, and they only need to wave their sleeves?

Don't be stupid, how can it be so easy?

The palace built by magic is just an illusion.

The ground was being broken in the underworld, and Yan Luo didn't know what to think, so he agreed to build a sister palace for his little sister.

was so angry that the bull head almost smashed all the bottles and cans in his house, Ma Mian simply took off his official uniform, and stayed in bed all day drunk and dreamed of death.

Womb, womb!

Black impermanence smashed through the underworld and was not punished at all.

Yan Xiaomei wanted to rob Fengdu City, but at this time, she built a palace with great fanfare.

No one can be convinced of this kind of bullshit rule.

The rules are not reasonable, but the strong have the final say.

The heavenly court, the human world, and the underworld are all like this bird.

Some people are indignant, and some people are elated.

The ghost pawns who built the Meijun Palace were very happy.

On weekdays, there was a windfall in the underworld, and not a penny would be distributed to them, and the sister was generous, and when the construction had not started, one person shared a piece of gold.

Sister Jun said that this is just a greeting gift, and when the palace is completed, the thank you gift will be much richer than a gold ingot.

Xiaomei really doesn't look like a king, she sometimes changes into the clothes of a ghost, mixes in the construction site, carries wood with everyone, and has a lot of fun.

Meng Nu said that she doesn't know how many times, do you still have a little bit of arrogance and coldness that a king should have?

Xiaomei smiled indifferently, I came out of the North Styx Snow Mountain, I just wanted to do something I like to do, and to join in the fun in a crowded place, which is what I like to do.

If anyone has been lonely for thousands of years, maybe they will be the same as Xiaomei, and they will never want to reminisce about loneliness.

Hei Wuchang didn't want to smile back, and he didn't wait for his decisive battle, of course he wouldn't let Yan Xiaomei go.

He was chasing, and the little sister was hiding, blending into thousands of ghost pawns, and smearing mud on his pretty face, which really made him difficult to find.

Hei Wuchang was unwilling to play such a boring trick with her, so he simply moved around every day, as usual.

The palace will be completed sooner or later, you will sit in the palace sooner or later, you can't hide from you.

In the underworld, there are not only Yan Xiaomei and Hei Impermanence, but also Xiaodian and Meng Nu.

Late at night, cold wind, boudoir, hot tea.

Burning a stick of incense, Meng Nu is skillfully cooking tea.

The fragrance of tea was ethereal, fragrant, and Meng Nu lowered her eyebrows and chuckled: "Since you're here, don't hide it, I'm not interested in talking to the mice in the dark." ”

The snow is drifting in the hall, and the dragon is standing with his hands in his hands, like a noble snow lotus.

Meng Nu filled two cups of tea, one for self-drinking, and one for pushing to the edge of the table, when drinking tea, she was a little cold: "Do I ask you first, or do you ask me first?"

Fengdu Meng Po is a well-known and terrifying character in the Three Realms, Xiaodian is not afraid at all, and snorts coldly: "Who is the mouse in the secret?"

"Xiaodian, you can have today, serve in the underworld, don't forget to drink water and think of the source. Meng Nu's eyebrows were cold, she splashed the residual tea, and the corners of her mouth sneered: "Have you forgotten what you promised me before you took office?"

"I promised you to purge demons and ghosts, and restore clarity to the world. Xiao Dian turned his head and looked at Meng Nu coldly: "I also promised you, as long as it is against justice to do things in black impermanence, I will take someone else's head." ”

"Okay, since you admit everything, let's talk about it. Meng Nu added new tea and drank it slowly: "But what you did that day seems to be very different from what you are saying now." ”

"It's just because Black Impermanence is not the despicable villain you say!"

Xiao Dian's eyes were like torches, piercing Meng Nu's lies.

I have met Vedor and the Epiphany Fairy, and I have heard them tell stories of impermanence.

In their mouths, Black Impermanence is a really good man, and in your mouth, Black Impermanence is a hypocrite.

I want you to say plainly, who should I believe?

The answer she asked was already in her mind.

"Is it Wei Tuo and the Epiphany Fairy that Bai Wuchang arranged for you to meet?" Meng Nu drank the bottom of the tea and smiled to herself: "Actually, I don't want to ask more than this, except for this bastard, I don't think about it as a second person." ”

Meng Nu Tingting got up, her eyebrows rolled, and her back to Xiaodian.

A good man and a hypocrite are originally separated by a thin line.

He meddled in other people's affairs, let the Buddha drive away to protect the Dharma, only cared about his own reputation, and did not care about the implication of the underworld, in my opinion, he is a hypocrite.

The good things of Wei Tuo and Epiphany were facilitated by him, and he traveled freely between the world without any constraints, of course, he was a really good man.

"They were right about you, and I was right about you. Meng Nu smiled lightly and turned around slowly: "Who to believe, you choose." ”

"You don't have to be arguing. Xiao Dian snorted coldly: "From today on, I won't believe a word of you." ”

"Oh?" Meng Nu twisted a red flower on her fingertips and raised her eyebrows: "Then what is the use of me leaving you in the underworld?"

Red is bright and festive, but the red in Meng Nu's hands is a terrifying poison.

There was not the slightest fear on Xiao Dian's face, only a cold smile, she lowered the leather whip in her hand, waiting for Meng Nu to make a move.

Meng Nu twisted her fingers lightly, turned the safflower like a small windmill, placed it under the tip of her nose, and gently sniffed the fragrance of the flower.

It seems that in such a peaceful moment, with just a small movement, someone may die on the spot.

It's a gamble of life, and no one will ever know the answer.

Because when his life was at stake, Bai Wuchang broke in, and when he came in, he was dancing with his hands, ecstatic, and called his godmother in his mouth.

"I saw the Hall of Impermanence under construction, which was even bigger than the Senluo Temple. He grabbed the tea on the table, drank it all, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled at Meng Nu: "Thanks to the godmother, after my palace is built, I will definitely leave a room for the godmother." ”

Meng Nu twisted the red flower, slapped him on the head with her backhand, sat down swaggeringly, and sneered at the corner of her mouth: "That's not your Impermanence Palace, it's the Sister Palace." ”

"Huh?" Bai Wuchang suddenly realized, sat down on the chair, and raised a wry smile on his face: "Godmother, where is my Impermanence Hall built?"

"You are a big deal for me, I didn't ask you to settle this account, I was already thinking about the relationship between mother and son. Meng Nu glared at him fiercely: "If you want the Impermanence Palace, go and tell the King of Hades yourself." ”

"But the godmother obviously promised me. Bai Wuchang's face was full of grievances: "Aren't you playing tricks?"

Glancing at him, Meng Nu smiled more sinisterly: "I don't stop at this thing, the poison of frost is the same as Meng Po soup, there is no antidote at all, you honestly wait for death." ”

Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You and I have a deep relationship between mother and son, how can my godmother be willing to harm my life?

He was still laughing, but Meng Nu's voice became colder and colder: "Even if you laugh, when your intestines are rotten, I don't think you can laugh or not?"