Zhao Yun's soul is gone, and her face is so sad that she can't leave.
Oh! Ye Chen a sigh, this parting, too sad.
It's the nature that makes people. It should be a perfect relationship, but it has become devastated and only keeps the poor memory.
"You have three days. After three days, I will take you to the sixth wheel circuit." Emperor Huang took a sip of tea.
"Yes." Ye Chen bowed his hand and walked away.
He didn't go back to the ghost city, but went to the hell palace. He was going to leave in three days. He should say goodbye to the judge.
On second thought, the judge was not bad to him.
I do not know how many times, he fell in front of the hall, looking at the three characters of the hall, inevitably fell into a deep sleep, thinking trance.
A year ago, when I first came to this hall, I was just a soul.
Muddleheaded, he was sentenced to a brute way, which is still ridiculous in my memory. The book of life and death really gives him face.
"I've seen the great general." The ghost King saluted respectfully.
Ye Chen smiles and appreciates hundreds of dark stones, stepping into it step by step.
In the eye, he saw the judge and the black and white impermanence, put a table in the hall, a plate of peanuts, a pot of cloudy wine.
Ye Chen's mouth a pull, three people a pot of wine, a plate of peanuts, this is how poor, do not pay wages?
"Oh, Hello, rare guest!" See ye Chen come in, judge glanced at, put a peanut in the mouth.
"Come and see if you're still alive." Ye Chen did not that oneself is outsider, still pulled a bench to sit down.
This guy is also very conscious, a plate of peanuts, by his hand, not a few grains, a full mouth.
When it's done, it's the pot of wine that's done.
Judge and black and white impermanence's face, immediately black to the top, you ya, so conscious, really no big no small.
"Don't care about the details." Ye Chen immediately waved.
Immediately, on the left, there is a wine vat, and on the right is a sack of peanuts, which is absolutely enough weight and generous.
"Come on, keep going." Ye Chen placed three big bowls.
"Sensible." Judge and black and white impermanence are happy.
"I'll leave in three days. Today, I'm here to say goodbye." Ye Chen said, and gave three people a bowl.
"No wonder it's so generous." The three could not help but sigh.
"I don't know if I can meet again after this departure. I still remember that when I first came to the underworld, it was called Qingse."
"I'm going to leave in a twinkling of an eye. It's sad to think about it."
Ye Chen said a word, said the melancholy, sigh and emotion.
Look at the judge and impermanence, each clinks a cup to drink leisurely, did not listen to at all, you say your, I drink mine.
You're on the wrong set!
Ye Chen's face, also black, a capital embarrassment.
Judge and impermanence are happy, every time see ye Chen eat shriveled, inexplicably happy, no way, just want to laugh.
However, to be serious, the young man in front of him is really extraordinary and has made many myths. This is amazing.
Not to mention anything else, just like the previous battle of the Shura sea.
His fighting power is also obvious to all. He has integrated the forces of the supreme emperor, and his fighting power is even superior to Yama.
Countless enemies have been killed, which makes them such an old man ashamed.
The atmosphere is gradually harmonious. Ye Chen's jar of wine is so strong that it can't be dissolved by magic power. All four people have already blushed and their necks are thick.
How how how the sound, ring through the hall, also spread out the hall.
Doutemo was forced to drink, hook shoulder to shoulder, call brother, listen to the temple ghost king, also can't help but prick up his ears.
I don't know when, just see ye Chen get up, stagger out of the hall, before leaving, and give people some money.
After death, the judge and impermanence resolved the wine.
Don't say, looking at Ye Chen's back, it's really a bit reluctant to give up. Without this living treasure, it will be less fun.
"Talent!" The magistrate sighed and shook his head with a smile.
"I don't think... It's a little hot." Black impermanence wiped a forehead, sweat in exudation, wipe also can't finish.
"A little bit." White impermanence also pulled open the collar.
"Why is your head still a little dizzy?" The judge covered his big head and shook it in place. He was dizzy.
In three or five seconds, their faces were flushed.
It doesn't matter. What's important is that there's a strange feeling: an inexplicable evil fire is rising.
And then there's a woman I want to go to bed with.
Three people looked at each other, red face, and instant black as coke, as if to understand... What happened.
It's not a drink. It's a damn thing.
The problem is, who prescribed the medicine. It is obvious that ye Chen is the beast. The wine he brought is definitely wrong."Ye Chen, go to your grandmother." The judge stepped out of the hall.
Black and white and impermanence, the speed is not slow, follow.
However, the three goods are not to chase Ye Chen, but go to their respective residences, go back to their respective homes and find their own wives.
Here, ye Chen is in a good mood and hums a little tune all the way.
From a long distance, he could hear three people's scolding.
Yes, it's his medicine. It's the specialty of the first hall. I'm afraid the medicine is not strong enough. I pour it into a basin.
As for him, he had already taken pills in advance, which was specially refined by him. It was an exclusive secret recipe for aphrodisiacs.
"Smart me." It's funny. It's obscene.
Can imagine, the judge and black and white impermanence that black face, and after sleeping with his daughter-in-law, the picture of the earth shaking.
As he spoke, he had reached the pass of huangquan road. After thinking about it, he decided to say goodbye to Mrs. Meng.
"I've seen the dark general." The ghost King guarding the pass is very respectful.
"Take it for a drink." Ye Chen each stuffed a storage bag.
The two ghost kings are happy. Ye Chen is really good to them. Every time he comes, he has a reward and gives a lot.
Ye Chen has entered the pass, step by step, on the huangquan road.
However, at the end of the bridge, Meng Po stood still. Like a statue, she did her duty, unlike Chu Ling, who was eating melon seeds.
"Ye Chen, younger generation, I've met my predecessors." Ye Chen came forward and saluted Meng Po with respect.
"It's a pity that the world is full of bitterness." Meng Po kind smile, listen to his words, known Ye Chen and Chu Ling.
"It's long gone." Ye Chen smiles without joy or sorrow.
Mention Chu Ling, no heartache, put down is put down, although the process, is very cruel, very want to cry.
"Love! It's hard to think about it. " Meng Po couldn't help sighing.
"This time, I'm here to say goodbye." Ye Chen smiles, "by the way, ask for a bowl of Meng Po soup from the elder."
Meng Po kind smile, brush under the hand, a bowl of Meng Po soup.
Ye Chen served Meng Po's bowl and drank it all in one gulp. The soup was still so bitter and astringent that it melted all kinds of sufferings in the world.
"Just one bowl. There's no more." Meng Po took the bowl.
Ye Chen laughs, Meng Po is afraid of the pit. In the past, more than 100 bowls had drunk all the hell in the ten halls, which was a big thief.
"Let's go! Clean on the road. " Meng Po waved her hand.
Ye Chen did not speak, once again a ritual, gradually away.
Out of the netherworld Road, he still did not return to the ghost city, and went to the first hell hall, looking for nine Ming generals to have a drink.
After leaving, the nine Ming generals would roll out.
After that, they went to their respective homes. Those who had daughters in law looked for their wives, and those who had no wives went to Qing. Lou. If there were women, things would be easy to handle.
The sound of scolding resounded through the underworld, and the name of Ye Chen was scolded.
That's right. Ye Chen gave them nine, and also made some special products of the hall. The medicinal fruit was fierce, and it was made in the direction of death.
Before and after pit two, ye Chen this Si, is to stop.
On the vast land, he is boundless, the underworld is very big, vast and boundless, ten thousand years... Can't turn around.
Three days, for him, have become extremely long.
He had no attachment to the underworld. He just wanted to go home quickly. A year was like thousands of years. He thought about his hometown and his hometown people.