When Ran Deng found that Yu Yixian ran away strangely, and Ji Fa ordered someone to tell him to come over, and when he thought of the huge pot and barbecue grill on the way when he came,
Curious, he finally asked the question in his heart!
May later,
Ran Deng's right eyelid jumped up 'da da da',
Because he saw Shu Ye walking towards him with a malicious look on his face!
Sure enough,
The next second¡ª¡ª
"You have the nerve to ask, you old bastard. Look at the good deeds that your apprentice has done. Thousands of soldiers will be gone if they say nothing. It even caused the merchant army to hunt down us all the way, and lost thousands of soldiers!"
"That Feather Wing Immortal is a spy sent by Yin Shang. You old man doesn't even know, so you have the nerve to ask?"
"I don't care about it, let it roll back quickly, pluck the hair and guts yourself, then put half of it in the pot and half on the grill, or you can go back to Kunlun!"
"My place in Xiqi is small, and I can't accommodate a big man like you!"
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Hearing these words, Ran Deng was stunned!
What the hell?
Let the winged fairy come back by herself to pluck the hair and remove the internal organs, half of which will be cooked and half grilled?
Poor dao
Who will leave this matter on and who will not run away?
At this moment,
Ran Deng ignored Shu Ye, then looked at Ji Fa and said, "King Wu, this was just an accident"
"Accidentally cost Xiqi nearly ten thousand soldiers?"
Ji Fa stood up with a dark face, looked at the lamp and said coldly: "This king's nearly ten thousand soldiers are dead, so Guangcheng's life is quite big, what about others?"
Ran Deng smiled wryly and said: "King Wu, Guang Chengzi is more uncomfortable than dying now!"
"Waste, it's all a bunch of waste!"
Ji Fa waved his hand, and said coldly: "This king is too disappointed in your teaching, and besides, don't let this king see Yu Yixian, otherwise he will definitely die!"
After speaking,
Ji Fa left in a huff, leaving only Ran Deng standing there for punishment!
at this time,
Shu Ye suddenly leaned in front of him and asked curiously: "Hey, where is Guang Chengzi? I want to pay homage to him!"
Worship?
Hearing these two words from Shu Ye's mouth, Ran Deng said that he was shocked at that time!
He looked at Shu Ye with eyes full of disbelief, his face was full of question marks and shock!
At this time,
But Shu Ye smiled slightly, and said shyly: "Although I'm usually a bit unkind and sharp-tongued, I still respect the dead. Don't doubt, what I'm telling is the truth!"
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Ran Deng organized the language for a long time, and then asked: "Do you want to see if Guang Chengzi is completely dead?"
"You old rogue, you are really a dirty bunch"
Shu Ye looked at Ran Deng with disgust on his face, and said coldly: "My Shu Ye's words are based on conscience, it doesn't look like you are all black-hearted, I have always respected the dead!"
"By the way, old rogue, where is Guang Chengzi now?"
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Resisting the urge and thought of punching Uncle Fei with a punch, Ran Deng took a deep breath, pointed to the high platform outside the city and said, "It's on the top, but Pindao probably won't let you go up there!"
"Can't you go? Then you won't go. Guang Chengzi is a shameless thing after death!"
After hearing this, Shu Ye slammed his mouth, shook his head and left!
behind,
Ran Deng looked at the back of Shu Ye leaving, and was confused again!
What about respecting the dead?
What about going to worship?
But when Shu Ye was about to go out, he suddenly turned his head to look at the lamp, and said with a smile:
"Old rogue, don't forget to bring back the traitor Feather Wing Fairy!"
"By the way, you don't have any hair on your head, and you look quite pleasing to the eye!"
heard the words,
Ran Deng's old face darkened, and there was a flash of fire in his eyes!
at the same time,
Nether!
The figure of Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly appeared here!
He looked at the dim world in front of him with a straight face, his whole body was not well!
Netherworld,
This is Empress Pingxin, that isIn this land of earth, the Taoism surrounding it is terrifying, even if he is a saint, he will feel great pressure!
After all, this is not a Nether Blood Sea,
In the sea of ??blood,
The power of heaven can still erode, but it is completely useless here, at least it is like this now,
After the body of Houtu transformed into the six realms of reincarnation, Netherworld completely lost the control of heaven and became an authentic world!
Thinking of this,
Yuan Shi looked at the gray netherworld in front of him, suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice: "Fellow Houtu, can you come out and see me?"
"No see!"
In the dim darkness, Houtu's cold and unceremonious voice came, but before Yuanshi could speak, Houtu's voice sounded again¡ª¡ª
"Lonely men and widows meet in private, what if someone gossips about it? Yuanshi, I will give you three breaths¡ªget lost!"
"Housu, you"
After hearing this, Yuanshi's lungs almost exploded, and then he suppressed the anger in his heart and said: "Pindao wants to get Guangchengzi's soul back!"
Houtu sarcastically said: "If you want to marry, you can marry? Don't you need a dowry? The royal family pays a lot of dowry for concubines. If you come here empty-handed, do you look down on me or something?"
"Fellow!"
Yuanshi was suffocated for a long time by Houtu's words!
Dowry?
Damn bride price!
It's been so many years since I saw Houtu, how did she become like this?
but,
Now it is still important to get back Guang Chengzi's soul, otherwise, if Guang Chengzi does not come back to life after a long time, once the soul leaves Netherworld, it will be sucked away by the list of gods.
I still have to stare at Xiqi, so I have so much time to stare at Nether!
As for being rough?
hehe,
Are you kidding me?
Let's not talk about the two times when I was beaten by Houtu in the prehistoric world, just talk about being in the netherworld,
It is estimated that his teacher, Hongjun, would not dare to follow the soil here!
so,
At this time, Yuanshi Tianzun had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked in a harmonious voice: "I don't know what kind of treasure the fellow Taoist wants What kind of treasure, as long as there is something in the prehistoric world, the poor Taoist will definitely get it for the fellow Taoist!"
"That's right, Daoist Yuanshi is also a sage after all, why do you always think about empty-handed white wolves!"
Houtu smiled slightly and said: "As for what I want, it's very simple. It's in Hongjun's hands. If he loves you so much, he will definitely give it to you!"
Huh!
It turns out that it is in the hands of the teacher, so it will be easy to handle!
Thinking of this,
Yuanshi Tianzun said with a relaxed face: "Fellow Daoist, please tell me, as long as it is not a good fortune jade plate, I should be able to ask for other things!"
"It's not a good fortune jade plate, it's useless for me to ask for that thing!"
Houtu casually said: "I want the fragments of the law of power that were lost in the Three Realms after the death of my eleven brothers and sisters. As long as you bring any fragment, I will take Guang Chengzi's soul back to its original form." here you are!"
Fragments of the law of strength?
oh!
Yuan Shi remembered,
?The three Qings inherited the heaven-opening merits of Pangu's father god, while the twelve ancestor witches inherited the power law of Pangu's father god,
Every ancestral witch has a fragment of the law of force in his body!
Thinking of this,
Yuanshi Tianzun turned his head and left without saying a word!
At this time,
Houtu's voice came from behind him¡ª¡ª
"Fellow Daoist, do you want Guang Chengzi's spirit?"
"No more!"
Yuanshi Tianzun said with a stern face: "Pin Dao is not familiar with him, you can keep it for yourself, fellow Daoist!"
After speaking,
Yuanshi disappeared into the netherworld, leaving only Houtu smiling like a flower in the six realms of reincarnation, and the soul of Guangchengzi playing in her hands,
After a while,
Houtu's pretty face froze, and he said to himself: "Strange, when did I talk so much?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com