Eternal gate

The war is over.

Those who gathered to fight were all taken away.

The spectators were still unsatisfied, and many of them were holding memory crystals to watch the replay.

For many years, the ghost town has not been so lively.

As for the outsider named Zhao Yun, he was really awesome. All the talents in Minghai were defeated. The onlookers strongly suspected that that guy was so awesome that the outer universe could not tolerate him. The Great God just threw this to him.

Zhao Yun appeared again, already in a majestic palace.

This is the Ghost Palace, where the Lord of the Ghost City conducts official business. It is similar to the Palace of Yama, and is quite similar to the yamen in the mortal world. There are also tables and cases. On both sides, there are rows of fierce-looking yamen servants carrying knives. Oh no, It's the ghost king.

"Zhao Yun, this matter is not over yet."

"My ancestor will never let you go."

"If you offend me, Ming Hai, your life will be worse than death."

There was a lot of noise in the hall.

The talents of Minghai are disabled in body and strong in spirit, even though they only have their souls left, they are still full of energy and vigor, and their minds are still confused? Notwithstanding the yelling and cursing, even the wisps of residual souls were restless, jumping up and down, as if they were going to bite Zhao Yun.

Ah... sneeze!

Zhao Yun's sneeze was full of annoyance.

There was a sudden silence at the scene.

Oddly enough, Zhao Yun's sneeze resonated with the thunder god's anger.

Shaofujun, who was beaten into a remnant soul, was almost destroyed by the shock.

Most of Shaofujun, who only had his soul left, fainted.

Of course, there are also some who are awake, but why are they shaking their heads? My eyes were full of gold stars, and my head was buzzing.

The saddest thing was Feilong Mingjiang. No one scolded him. He just woke up. He heard someone sneezing and fell asleep again, continuing the unfinished nightmare.

Well, the palace is much quieter.

When Zhao Yun closed his eyes, there was already another person in front of him.

It was the Lord of the Ghost Town, holding a stick in his hand, poking him here and there like he was studying an old antique.

The Ghost King's officers standing on both sides also had the same impulse. They also wanted to come up and ask Zhao Yun how many universes there are in your universe for people with your level of talent. Are they all like you and ready to fight? ...Lawlessness.

"What kind of physique do you have?" the Lord of the Ghost City asked while poking.

"Ancient Holy Body." Zhao Yun opened his mouth and came.

"Don't tell me, your bloodline and the Holy Body are really similar." The Lord of the Ghost City was still studying, and he was telling the truth. The Holy Body has strong energy and blood, and this kid's vitality is also extremely vigorous. The two bloodlines , are all equally domineering.

While they were talking, the two ghost kings, who were holding an abacus, entered the palace hand in hand and respectfully presented an account book.

Zhao Yun glanced at it and saw that what was written on it were all the losses caused by this war. Someone's house was destroyed, someone suffered from the disaster of pond fish, and there were even people who lost their wives. It was all kinds of things.

Anyway, it’s all clearly listed one by one.

Whoever makes the fight will pay for it. This is the so-called public settlement.

Isn’t it true that except for Qin Mengyao, everyone else is left here?

It's interesting to say that the city lord is not allowed to fight in the city, so why don't you come out so early! After the fight here, you are carrying a small book to settle accounts in the future. What do you mean, can you still get some benefits?

Fish it, you must fish it!

This would be the answer from the Lord of the Ghost City.

Don't ask, just ask if Emperor Hades leads him well.

"Don't look at it, just pay!" In view of Ming Hai's talented people, they were all dizzy, so the Lord of the Ghost City treated Zhao Yun first, and he was so considerate that he listed the numbers for him.

"I have no money and am a pauper." Zhao Yun said seriously.

"Merits, secret treasures, magic weapons, elixirs, original blood...together?"

"I......"

Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, he saw someone walking into the hall.

He's an old man in black robe, what a look on his face! It is darker than his robe. Judging from the totem on the robe, it must be General Tian Ming from the Chujiang Palace. He is not here to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to pick up people, that is, General Feilong Ming. The reason why he has a dark face , First, you are so cruel to Zhao Yun! Second, to the Lord of the Ghost City, you are so idle! Let the younger generation make chaos in the city, and only jump out to shout after the fight is over.

"I haven't seen you for a while." The Lord of the Ghost City pinched his beard.

"Be careful when you go out in the future, don't get robbed." The old man in black robe glanced at it and dropped a storage bag, which was called compensation. There was Feilong Mingjiang and Qin Mengyao. These two little kids, It’s really not a worry.

"Have a cup of tea before you go?"

"No time."

The old man in black robe left a message and took off Long Mingjiang and disappeared.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Zhao Yun. He was annoyed. This guy is a real talent! He is a man who cherishes his talents. He doesn't know if this little brat has a wife.

boom! boom!

As soon as the black-robed old man left, he heard a roar outside the hall and a large number of figures fell down.

There was no need to ask, and one knew that they were from Minghai. Their faces were darker than the others. The dignified young master Minghai, together with the seventy-two young masters, were actually kept submissive by a quasi-sage.

It’s embarrassing, it’s so fucking embarrassing.

It was because of their anger that everyone looked at Zhao Yun's face, which was particularly cold, and they had the urge to kill on the spot. However, remembering Ming Zun's warning when he came, they suppressed their anger.

Speaking of Ming Zun, he was particularly angry.

However, Emperor Hades gave him a dream, asking him to read more books, practice calligraphy more, make more little dolls, and stop getting involved in the affairs of his descendants.

Isn't this clear enough? ...Don't touch that outsider named Zhao Yun.

The first level of officialdom is overwhelming, he must listen to what the boss says!

As for our own talents, we have to keep them tied up in the future. Don’t offend anyone named Zhao. Without such a strong background, there is no way to fight.

"In the future, avoid walking at night, be careful of falling into pits." When the strong men left, they all left a message to the Lord of the Ghost City. You, the Lord of the City, are really fucking interesting. Fortunately, my descendants are still alive, otherwise, your mansion will be destroyed.

"Fire is very harmful to the body." The Lord of the Ghost City disagreed.

He hangs out with Emperor Hades. This is a fine tradition.

Feilong Mingjiang was picked up.

Young Master Minghai was picked up.

A group of young masters were also picked up.

The huge ghost palace is quite empty. Only Mr. Zhao is left. He can still look around. It would be nice to have a backstage! He just put down the money and took the person away. Unlike him, no one asked him if he had eaten.

"Stop inking." The Lord of the Ghost City yawned.

Zhao Yun lowered his head and glanced at Zifu, his little baby! Didn't you even cover yourself up? He was about to be abducted. Although he didn't want to give it, could he do it without giving it?

"Hey!" Before he could pay, he heard the Lord of the Ghost City laughing.

Another person came outside the hall, a beautiful figure with an unparalleled face. There was also a touch of elixir fragrance in the woman's fragrance, which made people nostalgic and intoxicated.

That's right, it's the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop, who just came from Liangxiang Mansion.

All the old guys came to pick up people, and she stopped by to pick one up.

"What kind of wind has brought you here?" The Lord of the Ghost City smiled brightly.

"What kind of wind can there be? Yin Feng'er!" The owner of the Plum Blossom Shop glanced sideways, and hung a storage bag in the air. After that, he picked up Zhao Yun and left, making the owner of the ghost town look embarrassed.

Do you still want to talk about ideals? Leaving now?

Also, what is the relationship between these two, and why did the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop come to pick him up?

"Thank you, senior." Zhao Yun said sincerely, but he didn't expect the owner of the Plum Blossom Shop to pick him up.

"No need to thank you, just lend it to me for a few days." The owner of the plum blossom shop said leisurely.

Mr. Zhao didn't take a steady step, tripped when he was leaving the palace gate, and fell headfirst.

"Help me make elixirs." The plum blossom shop owner added.