The boatman's eyes brightened when he saw Rong Hua. It was obvious that he recognized Rong Hua's identity, but he didn't salute either. He just said with a smile, "thank you for reducing the old man's work."

Rong Hua said with a smile: "there is a time when all the 18 levels of hell come to an end. There shouldn't be so many souls left in this river."

"Yes, these souls are also pitiful. Most of them are trapped by love." The boatman sighed.

Rong Hua thought for a moment. It's better to set up a Sansheng stone at the head of the bridge and let those stupid men and women carve their names, so that they don't know if they want to continue the front edge. "

The boatman nodded: "that's a good idea, otherwise the ghost messengers will be too busy. Those souls who can't find each other's name on the Sansheng stone will understand that each other doesn't want to follow him."

Rong Hua thought, "it's better to set up a separate system to let the ghosts who left their names meet."

"That's fine, so as not to make a grudge." The boatman nodded.

After sending Rong Hua across the river, Rong Hua asked, "you are here. Don't you want to leave?"

"I like it here. The river is me, so I can't and don't want to leave. It's just that the scenery is a bit monotonous." The boatman left with a smile.

Rong Hua thought for a moment, took out the seeds of the flowers on both sides of the river, these flowers are natural growth in space, I don't know if they can live.

Back to the underworld hall, Rong Hua comes to repair it. He manages the underworld very well.

They discussed about sanshengshi and set up a department to take charge of those things.

The original underworld is now Rong Hua's leading military strategist.

He twirled his beard: "Your Majesty, even if there are Sansheng stones, you can't remember anything after drinking Mengpo soup."

Rong Hua nodded: "I forget this stubble. If I deal with all the complaints alone, I'm afraid I can't be too busy."

"Why don't you do it like this? I'm so obsessed that I let them jump into the river. The deadline is three years. We'll take over those who don't want to drink Mengpo soup.

If you can't stand it halfway, if you want to drink Mengpo soup directly, you can let the boatman catch it. "

Rong Hua nodded: "it's true that the military adviser said that if he didn't experience the cold, he would get the fragrance of plum blossom."

Hugh looked at Desser's military adviser: "it seems that you are still useful."

The sergeant immediately bowed himself and said, "I'm flattered."

Rong Hua said with a smile, "what happened to the accession to the throne?"

"It's ready. People from all walks of life are almost here to celebrate. It's the difference between the divine world and the demon world." Answered Hugh.

Rong Hua nodded: "I hope everything goes well."

Time flies. On the day of Rong Hua's accession to the throne, she is wearing a black robe with a golden dark character on her front and a golden dragon on her back.

Wearing a black jade crown on his head, he was not angry but powerful.

After a series of procedures, Rong Hua stood on a high platform and swore to heaven: "today, we Rong Hua have become the Lord of the underworld. In the future, we will be diligent in politics, supervise the outside world, and let our souls have a suitable place."

A thunder from the sky struck Rong Hua.

What's the situation? Is it easy for me to be a Pluto? You split me.

Besides, do you think I'm happy to be the underworld?

"Boom..." another thunder.

Rong Hua found that his back was itchy and the electric current ran wildly in his body, but there was no harm.

Her wings couldn't hide and came out. Fortunately, she had a Dharma suit on her body, which could open automatically, otherwise she would damage a piece of clothes.

It's just that the white six wings are now cut by thunder like the dog's.

"Can't people in the divine world be Hades? Are you going to split my wings

As soon as Rong Hua's voice fell, another thunder came down from the sky. As expected, the target was her wings.

The power of the way of heaven could not resist, so Rong Hua gave up resisting these tiredness.

Those guests are not so friendly. They don't know what kind of people they are from. They said bitterly, "I would say that there is no woman who can be the king of the underworld. You see, heaven forbids her."

"Yes, heaven killed her."

Rong Hua's wings have been cut black, night engine can't help flying up to help her block thunder.

"Don't come here. I'm fine."

The night sky pauses, he doesn't leave, just quietly watching.

Lightning seems to be brewing a final strike in the sky.

"Are you really OK?"

Rong Hua nodded: "this thunder is only aimed at my wings. It's possible that I can't have the wings of the gods when I am the Hades. After all, it's not the same world."Night sky clenched his teeth: "it's not fair."

Rong Hua light smile: "there is nothing fair and unfair, heaven to master the balance, he naturally has his reason."

"Boom..." the last thunder was very huge, thicker than people's, directly wrapped Rong Hua in it.

However, such a terrible ray did not damage the altar half a minute.

Rong Hua shakes his wings. As a result, his wings are broken and even his bones are gone.

However, she found that her bones were hardened by the thunder and became more tenacious, and her wings began to itch.

Soon, bone began to grow at the speed that the naked eye could see, and the shape of the bone was still six wings.

Thunder and lightning began to contract, all condensed on her wings. When thunder and lightning were completely absorbed, the bones of her wings began to grow meat quickly, and then... Golden feathers.

"My God, it's golden wings."

"Golden six wings, how is that possible?"

"It's impossible. Why don't people in the divine world have golden wings?"

"The darling of heaven."

"Maybe they have great merits."

"It's as if she helped to revive the demon world and the divine world. The underworld was in a mess, and she cleaned it up."

"No wonder it's not too much for such a great merit to have golden wings."

"Well, do you know the ronghua airspace? A whole new world, and that's what she opened up. "

"To open up a new world? It's amazing... "

"How beautiful..."

Rong Hua stood on the altar, the golden wings dancing, countless golden fluorescence scattered, beautiful people dare not look directly at.

Night engine sky looking at Rong Hua, suddenly have a kind of don't deserve her feeling.

Rong Hua see night sky's cramped, she stretched out her hand.

Yeqingtian went to hold her hand.

They stood on the high platform and looked down upon the living beings.

Duan Canghai laughs. It turns out that he doesn't deserve to stand beside her.

Is the God high? Without her gaze, it's better than a grain of dust.

This unprecedented ceremony of accession to the throne has finally come to an end, but this moment is forever imprinted in people's hearts.

The people who despise the underworld have put away their edge, and those who can have golden wings are not weak.

As an exception, long Huai, who came to watch the ceremony, looked at the people walking around him and covered himself under his cloak and said, "do you see that? Can you do it? "

The person under the cloak was actually Feng Jinxiu. She gave a sad smile: "I can't do it. At this moment, I know how far away I am from her. At that time, my mother abandoned me. I also know that."