Possibly, after a thousand years, two thousand years, or even after an era changes, such a description will be circulated in hell.
The hell has changed dramatically, the sky is full of ferocity, and the nine eunuchs have stolen the high position. Since then, the underworld has entered an era of high-pressure white terror.
Some people care about posthumous fame, but some people don't care.
For example, at this time, Da Changqiu was sitting at the crystal table, holding a jade cup in his hand, which contained the wine brewed from the tears of the souls of the dead.
The wine is cold, and ordinary people's souls will be frozen after drinking it, but for Da Changqiu, it's like drinking a cold summer drink, taking this little bit of comfort.
Beside Da Changqiu, there is a regular attendant, who was originally ranked tenth among the regular attendants, but now ranks ninth.
He was sitting on the other side of the table, not drinking, but holding two sharp bone spurs, knitting clothes.
It can be seen that his craftsmanship is very good, and he is also very particular. The silk thread used is also specially made from the extremely rare white hair of zombies.
White-haired zombies are not very rare, but it is very rare to find them before God chops them into slag and then take off their white hairs for preservation without any profit.
Fortunately, there is actually this inventory in a hall of hell, and I don't know why the king of hell was so idle to collect this stuff.
"Brother, something happened again over there."
Xiao Jiu said while knitting clothes,
It's as common as two siblings sitting on the threshing floor and talking about family affairs.
"Oh, I'm listening."
"It's time to take a look." Xiao Jiu said.
Seemingly hearing Xiao Jiu's deep meaning, Da Changqiu shook his head and said:
"Not yet."
"He's already like this, what else is there to dare?"
Xiao Jiu put the knitting needle made of bone spurs in her mouth and bit it.
"When he was sober, I didn't dare to tease him. When he was crazy, I dared to go forward?"
Da Changqiu pointed to himself while holding the wine glass and said to Xiao Jiu:
"Xiao Jiu."
"ah?"
"Do you want to become Xiaoba?"
The relationship between the nine permanent attendants is very good, ten fingers connected to each other, and it is them who are talking about.
Just in the midst of chatting, Da Changqiu suddenly stood up, shrugged his nose, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,
road:
"In the past, the miscellaneous people guessed whether this big Di Ting was filled with sand or mud."
"What about now?" Xiao Jiu answered immediately.
"It's actually flesh and blood."
Da Changqiu smashed it, smashed it,
road:
"Xiao Jiu, you sneaked to the bottom of Mount Tai to help me pick up some and come back to brew the bar.
It is said that the previous owner of the Nether Sea liked to make wine with the blood of the demon god, and the miscellaneous family also wanted to try it. "
"Brother, do you want Xiao Jiu anymore?"
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There are two flowers blooming,
The other side of hell suddenly became tense because of the roaring and blood-soaking atmosphere of listening to the truth on the top of Mount Tai.
And on the side of the bookstore in Yangjian,
Boss Zhou's eyes wandered around, trying to find something convenient to give "Qing" a beat.
?Because after this guy pointed at the old Taoist and shouted "It's you",
just stuck there,
The sequence of facial expression changes is:
Shock,
Very shocked,
Very shocked,
Incomparably shocked,
Very incomparably shocked!
What next?
The reason why I didn't think about using my nails directly was because I was worried that it would implicate Qing.
finally,
Qing's expression relaxed,
He looked at Zhou Ze blankly,
road:
"Do you know what I saw?"
Boss Zhou shook his head and said:
"I only know that if you continue to pave the way, I can't help but want to kill you."
Qing smiled,
I stretched my waist,
The little girl's body is nothing to look at even if she stretches her waist.
Especially when it was learned that the dominance of the body was a soul that was too old, the original cute behavior turned? Take the meat.
He saw a middle-aged man in fluttering white clothes jump off the giant ape,
walked in here,
Walked into the ruins.
The man in white stretched his waist,
To the terrifying giant ape behind him, he said:
"Is moving mountains interesting?"
The giant ape behind him nodded honestly while carrying the Tianmen hard.
The man in white seemed a little dissatisfied,
road:
"Why did I choose the little red that you didn't choose at the beginning? Look at you, you're so stupid, you won't even answer a call.
Moving mountains is not as interesting as moving Tianmen. "
The giant ape nodded dully, honest and honest.
The man in white was exasperated,
road:
"Forget it, Xiao Hong can't carry this thing, what should have grown in your brain has grown into your muscles.
By the way, is moving a mountain challenging? "
The great ape hesitated for a moment, as if he was not sure whether he should nod or shake his head to cooperate with the man in white.
The man in white looks up to the sky,
have no choice.
"It's really not as good as one generation after another, and it's also because the laws of heaven and earth are becoming less and less friendly to you monsters, making your breeds lower and lower.
If there is another chance to find a monkey under the seat,
I want to find one that can fight like the one next to my ancestor, and also has Xiaohong's brain. "
The giant ape continued to carry the Tianmen.
The man in white slammed his mouth, he couldn't bear it,
road:
"Okay, okay, you have to be as good at fighting as Purple Monkey, you have to have Xiaohong's brain, and you have to have your strength.
Without your strength, I can't get in here, can I? "
The giant ape grinned happily.
The man in white rolled his eyes and looked at the silly monkey helplessly.
"You can hold on for a while, if you can't hold on, tell me before you are smashed into mud, so I can go out first and you will become mud."
The great ape nodded vigorously.
The man in white turned around,
Go inside.
The old man found that the other party was looking at him, and the old man knelt down in fright.
The long-lost instinct of awe in the face of superiors has once again revived from the blood.
The man in white shook his head, ignored the old man, walked straight up to the altar, and walked under the headless sculpture,
Pointing to the sculpture in a tone of marked disdain and indifference,
road:
"Heh, is this a fairy?"
The old man knelt on the ground and continued to tremble, without any thought of going forward to reprimand An Gan for being so disrespectful.
He also knew that the other few remaining small miscellaneous fish were probably worse than himself.
The man in white yawned,
Reached out and picked up a big stone beside him,
The finger pointed at it,
The original stone was instantly carved into the face of a man in white.
The man in white carefully played with the stone carving of his head,
After confirming satisfaction,
directly flew up,
Put your own brain stone sculpture on the sculpture,
Since then,
The sculpture has a head again.
The man in white took out a jug of wine from his pocket,
Take a sip,
turn around,
Shouted with a little pride to the giant ape who was still struggling to carry the Tianmen:
"Ha this is a fairy." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com