"King Qiyu, the six words of the sword message from Qianxun: forget it, forget it, forget it. "Seven feet of black returns.

"What's the matter?" "Sharpen the face of the Zhu Ghost King like a knife and an axe, with sharp edges and corners, narrow eyes, and a pair of sword eyebrows flying obliquely into the sideburns, after hearing the sword news of Qianxun, the huge fierce ghost like a mountain asked Sen Ran rhetorically: "My sinking boat soldier, when will she release it?"

The ghost king had a sign of anger, and a lot of power emanated from his body, making the soap-robed ghost tremble: "She said forget it, she should not let go." ”

"Bastard, the soldiers don't let go, what about the king's ransom?" Zhu roared like a lion, and the ghost slave lay on the ground in a black manner, and was shocked to the point that his mind was turbulent and Xiu Yuan was boiling, and the Yin Soul Yuan Essence was almost loose. The difference between the two cultivations is cloudy, as long as Zhu Zhu is willing, he can shout out the black ghost of Qizhang Black with a casual word and completely wipe it out!

Qizhang's black heart was shocked, but the king asked, how dare he not reply, and said in a trembling voice: "Three or three counted, one counts the soldiers, and the second counts the finger, and the finger should be money."

"Ahh

The next moment, a bang bang exploded from the darkness, and everything in front of Qizhang Hei's eyes shattered!

It's really shattered, the Zhu King of the Great Mountains and the Ghost King Hall of the Far and Far Reaches are all shattered.

The ghost slave Qizhang Hei only felt that the sky was spinning, and he didn't know where he was; the light in front of him was strange and colorful, and there was a feeling of being cultivated but unable to exert any strength softly, and all the ghosts of the Netherworld Shijie experienced it layer by layer: death!

The feeling of death.

It's just a snap of the fingers. When the terrible feeling disappeared and the sense returned to the body, the situation around the body also changed:

The white coiling dragon pillars, the yarn-woven Danfeng curtains, the white jade mirror clean ground, and the glazed arch and floating dome are still the main hall, but there is no depth, no desert, and no gloomy coercion, just a decent palace.

There is a bed in the hall, ten zhang wide and ten zhang long, a big bed in a boxy, splendid soft mattress, silky blanket, lying on it is indescribably comfortable.

Qizhang Hei was lying on this big bed.

In addition to him, there was another person on the big bed: a small black jacket, a short neck, ten inches long from head to toe, and a white and chubby little man. The little man thrashed and beat on the bed, roaring and scolding in his mouth

Qizhang Hei was shocked. Hurriedly rolled out of the bed. knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the little man on the bed: "Wake up my king, the little slave deserves death, my king is angry, my king is angry." Getting angry just after waking up is the most hurtful. ”

This time, King Zhu really woke up.

Before the rooster announced. Spread the Ghost King. Zhu didn't really wake up, but just let out a 'dream', and entered the hall in seven zhang. It's really a dream of the ghost king and reports the matter. After that, 'forget it, forget it', I really woke up Zhu Zhu. The dream is shattered, the real scene is revealed, and the ghost slave falls into the king's bed.

The ghost king jumped like thunder, scolded Qianxun for not being faithful, cursed and swore to take revenge At the same time, the small fist smashed his chest loudly. Seven black eyes stared at the fist of the ghost king, and his gaze was frightened: he had seen it with his own eyes, even this small fist, which was not much bigger than a bird's egg, smashed down an entire enemy city with one wave!

After a long time, Zhu Zhu barely calmed down, sitting on the bed and panting. The bed is big, the curtains are heavy, the people are small, the black jacket is white and fat, and the contrast between the two is indescribably funny.

At this time, Qizhang Hei spoke again: "Please ask my king for a military talisman, the little slave is willing to take a team of soldiers and horses to capture the demon Qianxun, and give her a ruthless retribution for her untrustworthy!"

Annoyed and annoyed, but Zhu Zhu still shook his head: "Chase and kill Qianxun? Can you catch up? Can you catch up and kill? Even if you can kill it, how many casualties will this king have? Is it worth it just for a shallow search?"

If he was willing to suffer such a big loss in the past, but now he is not moving, and he is not easy to provoke, but it is only one of the reasons.

Qizhanghei understood what his king was worried about: "Are you worried about Yang Sanlang? Recently, she has died down, and there is no movement, even if she borrows ten guts, she will not dare to come to our attention, who in the netherworld does not know 'Nine catties of roosters crow, three mountains and Shenhuai support the sky', who dares to provoke King Zhu!" When he spoke, Qizhang Hei's eyes couldn't help but glance towards the head of the ghost king's bed.

At the head of the large bed, there are three potted plants, a five-foot-tall tree with a mud pot and a locust tree.

Zhu continued to shake his head: "Jin Saburo can't be underestimated, and he can't be careless. How is the old ghost of Ping Yao better than me? It's not that Jin Saburo has been killed! She has shown her killing momentum, and she won't take it back, don't provoke Qianxun at this time."

"Spare the shallow search?" Qizhang Hei was unwilling.

Sitting on the big bed, the little fat man in the black robe had a calm face: "It's not to spare, it's to ignore it for the time being, and give her a few days of good life first." Report it again in the future, and report it in the future!"

Or, "Qizhang Hei shared the worries of the king and thought of a way to get angry: "The little slave spread the word from all directions, telling the world that Qianxun is a shameless person, treacherous and unkeeps, so that all the ghosts in the underworld know the nature of this demon."

Before he finished speaking, King Zhu scolded: "Confused! Don't forget, this king has already received the incense of the old ghost!"

The money for ransomed the sinking boat soldiers, and the ghost king of the wanton Yue gave half of it for Zhu Zhu, and the incense was given to the king of Zhu Zhu.

The evil ghost looked at things quite differently from the human world, and said that the 'money' that was given by the wild was for Zhu to ransom the soldiers, not for him to be deceived. If you learn that Zhu Zhu was deceived and the soldiers have not redeemed it, you will not pursue Qianxun, but will only ask Zhu Zhu to repay the money.

Qizhang was not angry, and his teeth clicked: "Then just eat a big loss like this?

Before he finished speaking, the little fat man on the bed suddenly flicked his fingers, and Qizhanghei only felt a huge pain in his mouth, and a front tooth had been knocked out by the king and fell into his mouth.

"Swallow it for this king!"

Qizhanghei didn't dare to say more than half a word, knocked out his front teeth and swallowed his stomach.

Taught his subordinates a lesson. The Ghost King pondered for a while, carefully pondering the sword news of Qianxun, three 'forget it', one refers to the soldiers, one refers to the money, and the third one counts the ghost king's mind is very fast, referring to the grievances!

Qianxun had no contact with Zhu before, and the well water did not interfere with the river water, but Zhuzhu waded into the muddy water by himself and sent troops, which made a grudge with Qianxun. Now he is looking for a penny. Everyone is not indebted. The third one is forgotten.

After figuring out the third 'forget it', Zhu Zhu let out a long sullen breath.

When he sent troops to the war, he was just to have a good time and add personal favors to his old friends. Which Cheng wanted to kick up a mountain full of knives. provoked a fierce enemy for no reason. Zhu Zhu was annoyed, and now there is a rumor that the three are counted as spending money to eliminate the disaster.

Then Zhu Zhu remembered another thing, and muttered: "If Yang Sanlang is looking for a demon girl, hey." That's interesting. ”

Before the Battle of Bujin, the ghosts in the underworld only knew that they were fierce and fierce, but the first-class ghost kings such as Zhu Zhu and Wanton Yue did not take her too seriously, at least to compare her with the 'Yang Sanlang'. Until the shallow search for the prestige of the small city, the three swords broke through the sea of blood, and after the strength was truly revealed, who would dare to despise her!

muttering in his mouth, he waved his hand and blasted Qizhang Black out of the hall, today the Zhu Ghost King is angry, and he has to sleep well to make up for it

"There is a sword message from the Lord to the young master. "In the Yin and Yang Division of Bujin City, Ah Qi bowed to Su Jingdao.

In the past few days, Master Su has been waiting for the teacher's reply, and he has never been sure, so he hurriedly said, "What did the master say?"

The three corpses also gathered over, messily, and at the same time opened their mouths to urge.

Ah Qi said: "Hmm. ”

Akame was anxious: "Well, what? Tell me what the little master said? Is it scolding or still scolding?"

Ah Qi: "The sword message of the Lord is only one word: um." ”

Three corpses: Huh? Lianhua was still afraid that Ah Qi would embezzle the sword news, so she was not at ease, and confirmed: "There is only one 'huh'?

"Hmm. The corpse nodded: "Nothing else, just one word." ”

One frowned, one squinted, and the other touched his belly, thinking for a moment, and the three corpses smiled in unison.

Looking at Su Jing again, he had already smiled, the word 'um' was easy to understand, and it couldn't be more clear when things were strung together

Su Jing: Little Master, the opportunity is rare, let's pit him!

Asakun: Hmm.

Su Jing and his gang were all happy, and their hearts that had been hanging for a few days finally fell back into their stomachs, and it was extremely easy to talk and laugh. In the past few days, the smiling little ghost Ma Wang Ye has also stayed in the Yin and Yang Division, although it has nothing to do with him, but he just wants to see how Qianxun scolded Su Jing, but the result is very different from what he imagined, and he got up and said goodbye in disappointment.

Ninety percent of the spirits walked with the smiling imp and sent to the City in a Bottle to be stationed.

The other more than 2,000 Evil Monks, Seventeen Garudas, Diting Beasts, and Ah Er, who had been cooperating with the little ghosts, all left with him. The smiling little ghost regrouped in the lonely city and reopened, how could the nearby ghost king tolerate him, at the beginning, there were a few tough battles to fight, only relying on the defenders of the bottle city to be caught, and there must be fierce soldiers to help him gain a firm foothold.

Not only did he take it away, if there was really an emergency, Su Jing would take away the big red robe, and he would also travel thousands of miles to help. After sending a few steps, Su Jing said: "After a while, I may have to trouble you with one more thing." ”

The smiling imp asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's useless for Shen Zhoubing to stay in Xuankong, it's best to sell it again, and then you can't ask Shi Niang to contact Zhu again, you have to come forward with the slippery ghost king. ”

"Sell it again?" the little ghost laughed: "Are you really stupid to cut Zhu?"

Su Jing shook his head and smiled: "Before the Ninth Princess, Brother Jiu really traded with him, and he didn't plan to pit him, he has money, I have what he wants, are you afraid that the transaction will not be done?" But now this deal has not been done, and I will talk about it after a while, when the time comes, I will find you or we will not be short of money at that time, so we will not sell it." ”

"Cheng!" The little ghost nodded happily, he really wanted to see if Su Jing could sell the sinking boat soldiers for a second time.

No longer verbose, the smiling little ghost took off the clouds and drove back to the bottle city, Su Jing returned to the yamen, it was just quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of gongs in the distance, accompanied by a shouting voice: "Feng Tiandu Xingyue sentenced Master You before the case of Kong Fangcha arrived, and the judge in the division quickly came out to greet him!"

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Here's a brief introduction:

The demon in my heart does not have an evil and domineering appearance, and he will not engrave "come and kill me" on his brain.

They also have nothing to do, they like to drink a little wine, and eat a bowl of hearty chili noodles, just like ordinary people.

The other side of them only exists in various versions of legends: they eat human flesh and drink blood, they are tall and mighty, with three heads and six arms

In the teahouse, in the wine shop, people excitedly told each other about their imaginary devil, but they would never believe that the legendary character might be sitting next to them, silently eating a bowl of fragrant chili noodles and listening to others tell their own stories.

Until the day when they are full of wings and can soar for nine days and never be governed by any rules again! For mobile phone users, please go to read. )