Chapter 2405: Hospitality

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Hum!

With a buzz, the underworld powerhouses who bowed their heads on one knee disappeared collectively.

And Dachu, the ancient sarcophagus, exploded all together, a respectable strong person, manifesting the world of red dust, each one is covered with dust of years, carrying a dark atmosphere, a dull look, eyes empty, such as It looks like a corpse, more like a walking dead.

Emperor wastes his hand, the golden fairy light is pouring like rain, but all the underworld people who are contaminated with fairy light are endowed with the intellect, the look of mune, and the human emotions are etched bit by bit. All eyes flashed with a sense of autonomy.

"The years are like swords!" The vicissitudes of Qin Guang Wang's laughter, his hoarse voice was inexpressible. The eyes that should have been bright, when they saw the light, could not remember the words.

He, the first Yan Luo of the Hades, was also a person of these heavens. The age of his existence can be mentioned from the period up to the flood season. He was the same as the demons, Moyuan, Honglian, and Muliuqing. His name was Jiang Ziwen, and he entered the underworld after his death. , Was valued by the Emperor, and made Yan Luo.

Like him, King Chu Jiang and they did the same, without exception, all from the heavens. Like King Qin Guang, they all died in the underworld and became the monarchs under the seat of the underworld emperor.

In addition to them, there are too many old generals, all former heavenly people, who fell into the Yin Cao Di government and started a long journey with too many opportunities.

After an endless number of years, I can imagine my state of mind when I return to my hometown.

They also had a family at that time. They had wives and children, but they could return again, but they were different. It is harder to see their old friends, and it is harder to hear the call of their wives and children. Only ancient memories are left, and they have been imitations like never before, drowning them. His heart gathered into tears.

Hey!

King Qin Guang sighed, and the trembling old hand slowly moved Yin Jue.

All the people who have been here until now, whether they are Yan Luo, the judge, impermanence of black and white, or the young and old generals, the ghost kings, all move the same seal at the same instant.

Those Indian tactics are the remaining imperial Taoism.

After performing this technique, they will stay in the heavens forever, and can no longer return to the underworld, such as Ming Jue, Bai Jue, Emperor Huang, and Ye Chen, all using this technique to destroy the Yin Cao Di Mansion.

The ancient fairy light has a venerable ancient body.

It can be seen that everyone will look up when he seals the frame, across the nothingness, looking at Yin Cao Difu, and looking at the back of the world, he is like a monument to the world, standing at the end of the years The old age has blurred the time.

It was the Emperor of the Underworld, the master of the Yincao Difu, the supreme lord of the ancient times, but at this moment was more like an old man in the twilight, lonely and alone, guarding the dark world alone.

If you think about it, even though the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is not very good-tempered, he still beats them after being separated by three points. However, it is still good for the people of the Ming Dynasty, and has cultivated generation after generation.

They knew the Emperor better than Emperor Desolation, especially Yan Luo, the ten temple. They had followed the Emperor for the longest time, and witnessed the loneliness of the Emperor. I did not know how long I had kept the underworld, nor how long I slept. The so-called years In his eyes, it became a cloud of smoke.

"It really is from Yincaodifu!" Shangguan murmured to himself on the city wall. He used to be a mortal, once a mortal turmoil, and has heard of reincarnation and rebirth. Something so incredible and so fresh.

"Yan Wang, the judge, black and white impermanence, bull's head and horse face, and Meng Po, all do not pull at the same time." Tian Xuan Yang Xuanxuan booed, only to hear that before, now all I see are deities.

Compared to the two of them, Jianfeng Lingfeng is much calmer. Since entering the monk world, he has seen too many big scenes, flying soaring, pushing the mountains and setting the sea, and experiencing the invasion of the demon and the floods. The magical powers of the celestial beings are wicked and mortal.

"They are all living myths!" The ancient three links stunned, no longer having to ask Yan Luo them, just by the ancient breath on them, they can recognize that the age they lived in is extremely old and old is difficult. Confident, authentic ashes.

"Dacheng Holy Body Fruit is domineering." The sage sighed, Rao was him, and they all had to marvel at the power of Emperor Huang. One emperor Tao Mingming moved so many powerful people.

"One million quasi-perfect emperors, our combat power has been strengthened again." Everyone laughed in heaven and earth. The strong lineup is huge, plus God ’s shortage, it feels more and more secure.

"Are the ancestors leaving?" Ye Chen murmured on the side of the city wall, who understands the strong from the underworld, but he has moved so much from here, which has a profound meaning.

The heavens have a great sacred body, the power of Tudi, one sitting in the town, and even the invasion of the demon, can also cope with it, why do all this and make more than one million quasi-perfect emperors.

As a descendant of the Eucharist, he still knows the ancestors. The imperialism must have a profound meaning, most of which is to prepare for some kind of plan, and this plan is to leave the heavens. It is the Emperor wasteland, who is left to guard the heavens.

"I said, your emperor is mediocre and teaches me." Situ Nan did not know where he came from, poked Ye Chen with his hand, and pulled Ye Chen's thoughts back into this world.

"By the way, give the blood of the underworld people a little bit more." Xiong Er rubbed his hands and laughed, "Do n’t have men, only women, do n’t want ugliness, but be beautiful."

"In this way, when the night is quiet, I can wait for a couple of beautiful women and talk about ideals." Xie Yun said meaningfully, and those two eyes were still shining brightly.

Ye Chen didn't answer, slap in the air, and sent the three **** back to Hengyue all the way from the south Chu city wall, along with his uncle's baby son.

In the sky, Emperor Huang has received Yin Jue and stepped down step by step.

Today, a huge army, including more than a million quasi-perfect emperors, breathed out in one breath. Rao was the blood of his great body of sacred body, but also lacked a lot, his face was a little pale.

After that, it was quite lively.

To treat the strong in the underworld, the Dachu people called a enthusiasm and laid down a huge banquet. Each peak, each hilltop, even the gazebo on the lake, and the tower on the city wall were placed with wine tables. The city wall extended to the north earthquake Cangyuan, and none of the great emperor Chu Chu was absent to show respect for the people in the underworld. The wine fragrance permeated the entire Chu and was lively.

The talents of Dachu are the hottest cages, and the wine banquets are all around. Almost everyone is holding the wine altar and pouring wine one by one, one by one, and the cry is called a closeness.

In this regard, the strong in the underworld did not dare to drink.

Before coming, King Qin Guang explained that all the people in Dachu were mentally ill, and none of them had any knots. Fuck, and there was a kind of acacia powder called Dachu specialty, which he said fiercely.

In addition, Yan Luo also explained that they gave their treasures to Tibet, because Da Chu is different from other places and has many talents, and often loses things.

The fact is exactly the same. Some people yell at their mothers while drinking and drinking. The underworld people of Qingyishui are inattentive, the storage bags are gone, and their pants are gone.

The banquet was lively, but Emperor Huang gradually drifted away, as if he did not like these occasions, and wanted to find a place to sit quietly, and there was Zi Xuan, who could not walk away and followed silently.

"Senior." Ye Chen followed, holding the fairy fire in his hands, and looked at Di Huang wildly, without saying what he meant, knowing that Di Huang knew that he would also know about Wei.

"Look at me at night." Emperor Huang smiled, and went away step by step. With each step, his body was blurred, or in other words, it was a virtual shadow. At this moment, Emperor Huang should be far away from the sky.

Ye Chen took a deep breath, the bright light in his eyes, and the smile of Emperor Huang gave him great hope, determined his ancestors of the Eucharist, and a way to revive Nianwei.

Thinking like this, he turned back again.

The ten table Yan Luo's wine table has the highest level, and the guests are accompanied by the great quasi-perfect emperor of the Great Chu, the emperor, the **** general, the sword god, and the Donghuang Taixin, as well as their old acquaintances: Moyuan , Demon and Jiu Chen, all born in the flood era, this time can be described as old friends.

"Seniors, don't be restrained, be your own."

"Da Chu is familiar with me and I'm looking for something."

Ye Chen was cheerful, holding a large wine jar and pouring wine next to each other.

The ten hall Yan Luo is good, and Ye Chen's poured wine is not driven, not to lose face, but to be afraid of Ye Chen putting things that should not be put in it, such as Dachu specialty.

Moreover, with the exception of King Qin Guang, the other nine palaces, Yan Luo, all had extremely dark faces. They remembered the events of that year, and the general under them was almost wiped out by Ye Chen. The rest Basically disabled, really annoyed.

At this point, a **** named Ye Chen, in a certain period of time, three days and two heads of Tongming them, suddenly took them these Yan Luo, the psychic beast on the spot.

"I don't care about those details." Ye Chen grinned, turned away, and blame him. Dong Huang's eye-catching eyes have glared him no less than a hundred times. If his eyes can kill people, Ye Dashao is now in the ground. For peace, the weeds were full of weeds.

The magnificent Goddess Kunlun, the patron saint of Da Chu, and the quasi-perfect emperor of the peak, have never been so shameless, and the people who were present that day were afraid of the world.

Whenever she remembered those things, her cheeks would be crimson, too shameful.

This is due to Ye Dasha.

So far, she has figured out where those pictures of Ye Chen come from the millennium, and she is certain that Ye Chen has made more collector's editions, which will be more fragrant than the pictures of that day. Spicy, with the shameless virtue of that bitch, absolutely can do it.

"You look good." Looking at the back of Ye Chen's departure, Dong Huang was too resentful and had made up his mind to find a free time to talk to Ye Chen, but it hasn't been a long time.

Ye Chen held the wine jar and walked all the way down. At this time, more than 80% of the strong men who had been passed through were recognized. He was a comrade-in-arms who fought against the demons in the underworld.

As for these underworld people, Ye Chen is also recognized.

In the past, this little holy body was in the Yincaodi government. I do n’t know how many earth-shattering events he has done. He can drink Mengpo Tang, disturb reincarnation, and can collapse into eighteen layers of hell. I do n’t know if he can do things. How can he fight? Zhao Yun's appearance really embarrassed the apprentices of the Emperor Ming and the apprentices of the Emperor. One defeated Bai Yan and one defeated Ming Jue.

During the conversation, Ye Chen went to a wine table again. The judge, black and white impermanence, Meng Po, and the bull's head and horse noodles were all in the same department. They were all in combination. It is worth mentioning that the face of Hei Wuchang was still the same. So dark, a tongue, the old man who vomited.

"You're welcome, the wine tube is enough." Ye Chen came out cheerfully, quite sensible, or fell down next to each other, and at a glance, he was a hospitable emperor.

The judge took a deep breath, and black and white impermanence took a deep breath.

Then, they saw the three brought the wine bowl and poured it clean, but they didn't dare to drink Ye Chen's wine anymore, and vaguely remembered that when Ye Chen left, the pit for them was called miserable, how much acacia was put Where are you going? Did not take out of bed for three days and three nights.

Therefore, after Ye Dashao left, he had nothing to do with anything, so he took out the book of life and death, facing the word "slut" on it, revealing his gratitude.

The facts do not know for the first time that the parity of Ye Chen's life and death book to Ye Chen can be described as concise, and no more life notes can be more accurate than these two words. It is tailor-made for him. Match these two words perfectly.

"It's so shameless, you will look good in the future."

Ye Chen patted the three men ’s shoulders, meaning they went away, and would instruct Dachu ’s talents to take special care of them. They should steal and **** without losing face.

As for Meng Po, she is an honest person, but she can't be neglected. Ye Dashao is still very respectful to her. A bridge god, I do n’t know how many causes and consequences.

If it is said that the most lively wine table is still the Nine Masters, they are all top talents, and Xie Yun and Situ Nan's talents can be described as cherished, light. Arms, arms and shoulders are already called brothers and brothers, All of them are self-cooked.

Ye Chen arrived, the atmosphere was even hotter, and there was only one person who was still very embarrassed.

It was a flying dragon general, Qin Mengyao's elder brother, who was unable to lift his head by Ye Chenhammer in the underworld, and was one of the few living generals under the throne of the Chu River.

Hey!

Feilongming sighed, and laughed rather self-deprecating. Today Ye Chen is already the quasi-perfect emperor, and he has not touched the bottleneck of the peak of the Holy Saint, and has no qualification to look up.

This is just Ye Chen. There are so many Tianjiao in the human world who can crush him. There are countless others. He is ashamed of the famous man from the underworld, and he has explained very well what someone is like outside the world.

Ye Chen has no vengeance, and has done his best to fill him with wine.

But that bowl of wine, Feilongming did not drink it, or that the wine from Yeye Pagoda was not drunk by the people in the Netherworld, not because they did n’t give it to them, but they dared not drink it. Do n’t say Dasheng, even the emperor Zhunhui will make waves.

Hey!

Ye Chen also sighed, heaven and earth conscience, this time really did not release special products, really wronged him, really looked at him on the spot slut, fire prevention burglar Yechen.

After three rounds of drinking, the lively atmosphere has become less harmonious. There are always so many bad tempers, some from the underworld, and some from the heavens. If you drink and drink, you will scold, scold, and start Done, the Da Chu people are tough and the same is true of the underworld.

"Is this the prosperous world?" Underworld in the underworld, the Emperor smiled a little, could see clearly through the barrier, compared with the liveliness of Dachu, the underworld was much more deserted, and its peak combat power was drawn. More than half have gone, it is necessary to train the next generation.

"Free time, you can come to the heavens and turns around." Ye Chen raised the wine jar, smiled at nothingness, determined that the Emperor could see it, and raised the wine jar as if toasting.

The Emperor Ming smiled and shook his head, stepping down the Jieming Mountain step by step. Why didn't he want to go back to his hometown to see it? He had a mission in his body.