"Subordinate Night Wandering God, see King Bian Cheng!"

Passing through the path of the palace flowing with bitter water, the night wandering god trembled and came to a large hall, in the center of the main hall, sitting was a tall figure wearing a black dragon imperial robe, the crown on his head hung down, and his face was covered.

"Did you get it back?"

King Bian Cheng's voice was very thick, as if a thousand people were roaring at the same time, even if it was just a whisper, it shook the eyes of the night wandering god!

"There was a little accident in the matter, the head of the Sword Sect invited Marshal Lei to protect him, and his subordinates were worried that the matter would be big, so they ......" looked down at the floor in front of him, and explained to King Bian Cheng with a trembling voice.

"I didn't bring it back. ”

The tone couldn't hear a little change in emotion, and King Bian Cheng, who was shrouded in a shadow high above, waved his hand, and two Yin soldier jailers with iron forks in their hands immediately walked out of the void, and a pair of cold and ruthless eyes under the crown looked at the night wandering god, and King Bian Cheng said to the two jailers:

"The night wandering god is not good, and now he has entered the sixteen little hells and will be punished for three hundred years. ”

Hearing King Bian Cheng's sentence on himself, the Night Wandering God seemed to have been sucked away from all the bones of his body, and he instantly collapsed to the ground, and his eyes became empty and dazed.

Hearing King Bian Cheng's order, the two Yin soldiers and jailers immediately raised the iron forks in their hands, and the iron forks with silver light flashing in their hands and countless Yin inscriptions were fiercely inserted into the pipa bones of the Night Wandering God.

"Hmm!"

The iron fork entered the body, and the Night Wanderer let out a muffled snort, this Yin Soldier Iron Fork was made of the iron branches of the Iron Tree Hell, and the Yin Soul would be subjected to suffering like Ling Chi if it was inserted into it.

But even with such a huge pain, the Night Wandering God gritted his teeth and didn't shout, because he knew very well in his heart that the King of Bian Cheng in front of him was extremely obsessed with screaming, and if he screamed now, he would definitely be left behind and tortured by King Bian Cheng himself.

That would be something even more devastating than falling into the Sixteen Little Hells.

The Night Wandering God was taken away by two Yin Soldier Jailers like a lump of rotten meat, and in the quiet hall, King Bian Cheng's iron-blue fingers gently tapped the handrail, making a clattering sound.

"Judge Zhao, go and find the impermanence and yin handsome to this king. ”

The knocking sound stopped, and a judge in a saffron official uniform and a fine-grained official hat walked out from the rear with a thick book, and when he heard King Bian Cheng's command, he immediately nodded and strode away, looking for the impermanent handsome in King Bian Cheng's mouth.

After waiting quietly for a long time, the judge returned home, and behind him there were two figures: one black and one white, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short!

"Subordinate Xie Bi'an (Fan is not saved) see King Bian Cheng!"

As Judge Zhao came all the way to the front of King Bian Cheng, the black and white impermanence bowed and saluted, seemingly respectful, but there was a huge difference from the previous Night Wandering God's five-body throw.

"I have announced that you are here today in the hope that you will do something for this king. ”

The black-and-white impermanence did not arouse the disgust of King Bian Cheng, and through the crown King Bian Cheng quietly looked at Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu below, there was still a bit of discussion in his words.

"King Bian Cheng is polite, it's just that my two brothers belong to Yan Jun, and if King Bian Cheng wants to transfer, he needs to inform Yan Jun. Otherwise, Yan Jun will blame him, and my two brothers will not be able to afford it. ”

The long scarlet tongue in his mouth hung down to his chest, but it did not affect Bai Wuchang's speech at all, and his voice was crisp and clear, like a young man.

"Yan Jun is on the same level as this king, can't his subordinates be sent by this king?"

With a trace of anger on his face, King Bian Cheng's mood changed, and the entire Bian Cheng Palace's mansion suddenly turned into a boundless hell, with terrible screams and cries coming continuously, and scorched black and foul-smelling corpse flames were everywhere!

"King Bian Cheng, don't be angry, the kings of the ten halls are indeed qualified to dispatch us and other Yin Shuai, but now after all, it is different from ancient times, Yan Jun wants to ascend to the position of the Son of Heaven, and all the monarchs also agree.

Now that King Bian Cheng doesn't say hello, he will dispatch my two brothers, so he is not afraid that Yan Jun will know about it in the future, and it will be unfavorable to you?"

Fan Wuxu, who was short and fat and had a rough and hoarse voice, saw that King Bian Cheng was angry, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Hmph, what I did today when I came to you and the two of you was done by this king in private, and I can't know about it with Yan Jun. If the two of you help this king do it, this king can apply to Yan Jun and allow the two of you to go to the Palace of Life and Death to practice for a hundred years!"

It seemed that he was moved by Fan Wusheng's words, King Bian Cheng first snorted coldly, then slowed down his tone, and threw out a chip that made it difficult for black and white impermanence to refuse!

Sure enough, as soon as he heard King Bian Cheng's promise to practice in the Hall of Life and Death, his black and white impermanence eyes burst into a burst of divine light.

"Is this true of King Bian Cheng?!"

Staring at the eyes of King Bian Cheng's crown, black and white impermanence asked in a deep voice.

"You have no jokes!"

"Okay, since King Bian Cheng is so benevolent, then my two brothers will go on a trip for you!"

After receiving an accurate answer from King Bian Cheng, black and white impermanence looked at each other and smiled, showing a satisfied smile.

Black and white impermanence received the task and left the palace of King Bian Cheng, and only King Bian Cheng and Judge Zhao were left in the main hall.

"King, this impermanent handsome man sees that Yan Jun is about to ascend the throne of the Son of Heaven, and even dares to disobey your words. When they come back, do you want to teach them a lesson? ”

Holding the book in his hand, Judge Zhao proposed as he looked in the direction of the black and white impermanence leaving.

"Lessons...... If it had been placed in ancient times, this king would have sent these two little guys who didn't know the depths into the eighteenth layer of hell and would never be reborn!

But now...... Yan Jun is about to ascend the throne of the Son of Heaven, and the identities of these two guys will also rise! Besides, these two brothers are indeed very capable, and there are ten palace kings such as me in the underworld, and almost no one is the opponent of their two brothers!"

The expressionless face could not see the change in King Bian Cheng's heart, and Judge Zhao was silent for a moment and then said, "But is it too precious for you to allow them to enter the Hall of Life and Death to cultivate?"

After all, except for Yan Jun and the Ghost Emperor, no one was allowed to enter or leave the Hall of Life and Death at will. You gave them a hundred years of cultivation time, and it was really ......"

"Judge Zhao, you are the king's henchman, and sometimes you can't just look at things in front of you. Interrupting Judge Zhao's words softly, King Bian Cheng's eyes showed deep meaning: "Black and white impermanence is the strongest existence under Yan Jun, do you think that after Yan Jun became the son of Yama, in order to win over the two of them to become henchmen, they will not be allowed to enter the Hall of Life and Death."

Since they can go in sooner or later, it is better for this king to send him out first than to give it to Yan Jun.

If this time black and white impermanence can really bring things back to this king, a hundred years of life and death palace time is not an exaggeration. Slowly expressing the deep meaning in his heart, King Bian Cheng got up and stood up from the throne, his gray eyes looking into the distance, as if he wanted to pass through the endless void and see the destination of the black and white impermanence of this trip.

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