Chapter 1845 The Son of Heaven

In the underworld, a ghost building stands on the deserted ghost road. Although the unlucky ghost made Tang Yun's building collapse, it was something from the underworld and it was built very quickly. This was something given to Tang Yun by the King of Hell. Although it was in the underworld, it gave a lot of benefits, which was better than the living in the living.

This time, Tang Yun was also a great contribution to using Fei Chuqi and Peng Zuyin Laozi. Without Tang Yun, this matter might not be possible, so he remembered another great achievement.

At this moment, a ghost was pressed by a cow's head and horse's face, and then rushed to the 18th level of hell. As for which level to judge, it depends on the judge's idea.

Tang Yun looked at the ghost and smiled: "You can't do it for so many years in the underworld. Also, Fei Chuqi never thought about letting you go back to the living. She just used you."

The ghost was Jun Xiaotian, Zhou Yueting and the ghost lady’s master, Zhang Tianci’s brother, and Fei Chuqi’s subordinates.

Fei Chuqi asked his ghost to be undercover in the underworld, not to reincarnate, and then find opportunities to cooperate inside and outside to take down the underworld together.

But even the Mingyuan couldn't succeed, Fei Chuqi was even more incapable of doing so. Jun Xiaotian could only be like a poor worm here, waiting for Fei Chuqi to take him back to the world and let him be a human again.

But Fei Chuqi was not that capable at all. She just thought that Jun Xiaotian was a tool man, and after changing the life and death book, Jun Xiaotian was completely exposed. If there was no evidence before, this time it should be considered conclusive evidence and Jun Xiaotian had no choice but to deny it.

Hearing Tang Yun's words, Jun Xiaotian looked up at him with a look of helplessness. He wanted to cut off the old man, but obviously there was nothing he could do. And what he said was indeed correct. Fei Chuqi was just using him.

"Let's go, what are you looking at!"

As he said, he gave Jun Xiaotian a few whips. After a wail, Jun Xiaotian was so scared that he didn't dare to stop anymore and hurried forward.

The bull-headed and horse-faced man is a ghost, so how can he be lenient with such evil ghosts? Moreover, if he goes down to the eighteen levels of hell, he will be able to bear these whips. If he goes down to the eighteen levels of hell, he will die even more.

After Jun Xiaotian left, Tang Yun sighed and walked into his ghost building.

Only Tang Yun has this privilege to live in such a large ghost building here. Others really don’t have the qualifications. You should know that twice made great contributions and directly established Tang Yun’s position in the underworld.

At this time, Tang Yun suddenly walked into a room and secretly pulled out a cabinet with a wooden man and a green cow in it.

The wooden man looks exactly like me, and the green cow is also the green cow.

As soon as Tang Yun touched, the green bull immediately turned into ashes, and it was extremely hot. He subconsciously retracted his hand and then put it on his earlobe to touch it. He was in his soul body state, but he could still feel it hot, which shows how terrifying it was.

"Did you die so miserably? Fortunately, it's not true, otherwise it would be terrible. These ten kings of hell are so cruel that they don't even let go of a cow."

Tang Yun murmured, and then went there. The wooden man looked exactly the same as me, but he could no longer hold it. It seemed as if there was something to hold it down, very heavy.

"Haha, so that's true. Did you press it with ten tombstones? There are also the power of other dead souls, which is interesting. Sure enough, those ten guys are not vegetarians. Fortunately, I pretended well and didn't find it for them, haha."

Tang Yun said, showing a sinister smile, and then pushed the drawer back. He stopped caring about the wooden man, but took out another wooden man, exactly the same as the one just now, and also my appearance, and there was also a green cow, as if he had the power of mysterious art that could turn these two woods into real life. There was a spell on the wood, which was very small, like an ant. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see clearly.

"When will this be taken out? It seems a bit inappropriate now, so let's leave it to the next generation?"

Tang Yun said, put the wooden man back and changed his mind because he thought that he should not be able to fight against the Ten Palaces of Hell, and it was boring. Fighting with them would be at least a loss, and there was no need to do so.

Tang Yun just wants to go back now and live his old age, everything else should be irrelevant.

After saying that, Tang Yun took out a token, made of wood, and it was a little red. It said the 58th generation son of the Heavenly Dao. However, the word was a long time ago. I guess he might not be able to recognize it if the King of Hell recognizes it, so Tang Yun was not afraid, and the King of Hell had no time to bird him. Everyone of the King of Hell was very busy. Tang Yun was just a little person.

But, who should this card be passed to? He doesn't want his descendants to suffer such suffering and responsibilities again, so he must not pass it to his descendants, otherwise he would have given it to Tang Hao long ago because it was too cruel.

Tang Yun thought about it and found someone else when he went back, or there would be someone more suitable for him. He didn't have to give it to his family, but he just didn't know when he would be able to go back.

It seems that Tang Hao has made enough money and is just waiting for the Ghost Festival. Haha, the King of Hell thought he had made me a move, but in fact they didn't know that they had already made a move for me.
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