Hearing this sound, King Ping Equity's huge body trembled and he was about to crawl.

That was the words of the Emperor of the Underworld. As soon as you ask, you will know that with the majesty of the emperor, even if he was the Ten Palaces of Hell, he would not dare to disobey.

The Emperor of the Underworld was alarmed and personally surrendered the imperial order. He did not dare to disobey and immediately released Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.

Then, with a wave of his big palm, he pushed the two of them to one side.

The two guys flew through the nothingness of the underworld and flew towards the largest city in the underworld. The scenery was extremely spectacular.

Below, both the generals, judges, and the little ghosts all showed surprise, "The Lord of Yan Luo Mansion has not killed them."

"It looks like the direction you take off, it should be the other side of the ghost town."

"Is such a great sin, the King of Equality Hell directly pardoned?"

"The Emperor of the Underworld has spoken. Do I dare to say no to him? " Listen to the words below, King Ping Equity said in his heart, and his huge face was full of black lines running around.

However, he was very confused. For the sake of the two evil spirits who were suppressed by hell, he actually alarmed the Emperor of Underworld. This matter must be not simple.

If you can be one of the Ten Palaces of Hell, with the mind of the King of Equals, you will definitely be able to guess some clues: those two people have problems.

On this side, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun came down, Banban had two big characters, one on one side, and had close contact with the ground.

The King of Equality was not worried that he would throw the two people to death, and even his soul condensed. No matter how high he threw it, he would not kill them.

Wow...! With the grinning scream, Zhao Yun and Ye Chen got up, one covered their old waist and the other rubbed their heads. They didn't die when they fell, but they were dizzy when they were thrown.

"Stay honestly in the ghost town and don't make trouble anymore." The evil words of the King of Equality came from the Piaomiao.

As soon as these words came out, the two people were dizzy and became energetic in an instant.

Stay honestly, isn't we blame? Is this forgiven me? Are we okay?

Both of them looked at each other, and then smiled shamelessly.

Happy, so fucking happy, not only condensed the soul, but also left hell, and he has not been blamed by Yan Luo.

The three happy events of the sects came, and the two of them were even happy to laugh.

Speaking of the ghost town, the two looked at each other.

Not far away, there is a vast, magnificent, majestic and cold city. There are many ghost-headed soldiers on both sides of the city.

Besides, the city gate is a bit scary, it is the mouth of a big ghost. Entering the city is like entering the belly of a ghost.

"Go in and take a look." Ye Chen covered his old waist and moved his steps.

"You guys are really interesting." Zhao Yun limped around his head and walked, and was thrown heavily.

The two of them were joking all the way. Before entering the city, the ghost soldiers at the gate all showed strange looks to them.

They had a clear look at the big news before.

He disturbed hell and stolen soul power, but Yama was not punished.

This really makes people...well...it's hard to understand, it's so weird.

Besides, these two guys fell from such a high place and were still jumping around. If they were them, they would have died long ago.

Ye Chen and Zhao Yun ignored the ghost soldiers and stepped into the ghost city in one step.

At the sight, there are two rows of attics and bluestone paved roads, which are very uneven, bumpy, and moss.

There are streets here, with bustling figures, street stalls on both sides, shouting and hawking, it is like a prosperous ancient city.

Unlike the ancient city outside, the ancient city is dark, just like dusk. There is a big red lantern hanging in front of many attics, shining with dim light and not very bright.

The two of them were shocked to see that they didn't know that there was still a market in the underworld.

Subconsciously raising his feet, the two of them walked and watched.

The people on the street include cow heads and horse faces, ghosts and soldiers, and many people wearing ancient costumes.

Looking at the street stalls on both sides, the things sold are also strange. Some people have skeletons, rosary beads, and black grass. Anyway, they are all bottles, jars, and all.

They looked around and looked at the pedestrians on the street and stall owners, and they subconsciously looked at them, with abnormal eyes.

"Everyone has a soul, indigenous people?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

"Eighty-most." Ye Chen suddenly felt fresh all the way.

The ancient city in the underworld is more lively than the market in the underworld. There are many things in the underworld.

The only thing that made him unnatural was that it was too dark here, which made people feel depressed and always felt hidden by a dark curtain.

"Is it necessary to buy things?" Zhao Yun poked Ye Chen, "Is it okay to put the paper money burned by his relatives?"

"I don't know." Ye Chen scratched his head and was also thinking about this matter. If he was really so tidy, it would be really new.

As they said that, the two of them came to a stall with their hands in their arms.

The stall owner was an old man with a big beard, burying his head, not knowing what he was thinking, but his hair covered half of his face.

"Good thing." The two of them came up and picked and chose at the stall. They were all underworld objects, and they didn't know if they could be used in the world.

"If there is a Nether Stone or no Nether Stone, go play." The old man from the stall owner spoke and glanced at the two of them.

"What is the Nether Stone?" The two of them looked at the old man in unison.

The old man didn't say anything and took out a kitchen knife from his arms.

"Hey hey? What's the situation? Why did you do it?" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun turned their heads and ran away, obviously wanting to fuck them.

"Get out." The old man blew his beard and glared, his old face was extremely dark.

"You guys don't have a very good temper!" [     www.biqugex.co] Zhao Yun glanced back, sighed and grinned.

"Our folk customs are very tough, and you will start to fuck if you disagree." Ye Chen rubbed his nose, which was so fucking embarrassing.

"The old man's mouth is probably money."

"I have to find someone and I have to study it. I have never seen it before."

"I've seen Meng Po." As the two of them spoke, a voice came from one side, which made Ye Chen's ears stand up in an instant.

But I saw an old lady walking with a crutch, trembling, a little hunched and a little cold.

Isn’t she the Meng Po at the Naihe Bridge?

Ye Chen ran over and stood in front of Meng Po in one step. The person walked well and almost bumped into him.

Meng Po raised her eyes and saw that it was Ye Chen, and the corner of her mouth was tugging hard.

"Meng Po, do you still remember me?" Ye Chen rubbed his hands and laughed, his teeth revealing all his smile, and it was snow-white.

He didn't laugh, but when he smiled, Meng Po's old face suddenly turned black, and he was about to curse.

"Give me a recipe for your Mengpo soup!" Ye Chen smiled shamelessly, thinking about Mengpo soup.

"No." Meng Po cursed, turned around and was about to leave.

"No! You are the Naihe Bridge God, how can you not have a recipe?"

"I am no longer the God of Naiheqiao, and I don't have that Mengpo soup."

"Isn't it the Naihe Bridge God?" Ye Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and looked at Meng Po tentatively, "Has Guan'er been removed?"

Meng Po took a deep breath, no longer wanted to scold people, but wanted to hit people.

You still have the face to ask, if you weren't a bitch, who drank more than a hundred bowls of Mengpo soup and caused the reincarnation to be disturbed, would I be removed from the throne? It was you, a beast, who killed me.

I also want the secret recipe for Mengpo soup, why don’t you die?

Seeing Meng Po’s eyes getting angry, Ye Chen understood a little bit what was going on and laughed dryly, it was indeed related to him.

Meng Po didn't pay attention to this guy anymore and left with a cane.

Ye Chen coughed dryly, and he wanted to ask Meng Po for a few dark stones, so he was so embarrassed to open his mouth. It would be nice if he didn't hit you.

"Come on, I saw a beautiful woman." Zhao Yun came out of nowhere, pulled Ye Chen and left, heading straight for the other side.

Soon, the two stopped in front of a wall.

On the wall, there was a portrait of a woman with white clothes and white hair, a peerless face, as if she was a banished immortal.

"Just say it's beautiful or not." Zhao Yun laughed loudly.

Ye Chen did not reply, but stared at the portrait in a daze, staring at the woman, her body trembling.

Isn’t she Chu Ling? She is exactly the same as her previous life.

He didn't have to look at the real person, and he knew that it was his Ling'er. She was here, just like him, in the underworld.

In an instant, his eyes were filled with tears and his face, and the emperor of the Great Chu cried indecently.

Zhao Yun was a little confused. Why did he cry when he saw the beauty?

It’s true that people are beautiful, don’t you have to be so excited! Could it be that your universe lacks great beauties?

Not only him, but also the onlookers were shocked, wondering why Ye Chen was crying, and he was crying so sadly.

"Dear ghost friends, can you tell who the woman in this portrait is?" Ye Chen wiped away his tears and looked at the ghost with hope.
Chapter completed!