The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Qin Lian ran up to the third floor with a bang.

Song Lingfeng followed closely behind her.

Mr. Qin in the hall took a sneak peek and saw that Qin Lian's figure upstairs had indeed disappeared, and then coughed lowly.

He sat up slightly and said majestically: "Xiao Lian's birthday is coming soon."

"Yantao, do you think you should call your father-in-law? Ask him to come back to attend Xiaolian's birthday party?"

Yan Tao heard the sound and nodded: "He will come back."

Qin Chao sat aside.

Desperately, he moved to Mr. Qin's side.

"Old man."

"Can I not take pictures?"

Mr. Qin pretended not to hear, and after saying a few more words to everyone, he sighed quietly and said: "I'm old, and my energy is really not as good as when I was young. I have to go and rest."

Xiaoqi received Yan Tao's instructions and sent a message to Yan Zun.

Underworld Division.

The Court of Magistrates.

Yan Zun dealt with the last ghost brought up.

He pinched his brows lightly, sat behind the desk, and with a serious face began to think about what gift to give to his granddaughter.

After a moment, he sighed quietly.

It’s so hard to give a gift.

He simply stood up and decided to go shopping on the street.

Yan Zun changed into casual clothes, walked out of the Judge's Mansion, and wandered slowly in the Heroic Soul City.

The residents of Heroic Soul City are all souls who entered the underworld after death.

Although they entered Hades, they still had to live.

Yan Zun turned around the intersection of two streets, and the sound of bustling hawkers immediately hit his ears.

Yan Zun walked in slowly.

On this street, the vendors setting up stalls wear different clothes.

There are scholars wearing ancient scholar's robes.

There are also businessmen who wear gold and silver bridges and look like wealthy people.

Of course, there are also modern people wearing miniskirts and shorts.

There are even many wearing strange costumes.

Those people are heroic souls from other universes.

What they sell is burned to them by their descendants or as tributes for sacrifices.

The items sold by the heroic souls can only be used in the underworld.

If you take it out, it will turn into ashes.

However, Yan Zun is different.

He is the judge of the underworld, and the things in his hands can still be used even if they leave the underworld.

The things in this place are not very precious, but they are more rare.

The offerings of each universe are different.

Oh sure, maybe the form doesn’t have to be a sacrifice.

Anyway, once the things are in their hands, that’s it.

Yan Zun wandered leisurely on the street.

In a corner, I saw a small stall that no one cared about.

The stall owner looked like he was only five or six years old.

Compared to the colorful products on other stalls, the stalls on display were all small stones with dim colors.

Yan Zun paused, slowly knelt down and picked up a stone.

When I picked it up, I found that the touch of this stone was extremely special.

The surface of the stone looks rough, but in hand it is as warm and smooth as jade.

Yan Zun raised his eyes and looked at the stall owner: "What does this thing do?"

The owner of the stall sat quietly at the back, his eyes as clear as a puddle of clear water.

"Animal breeding stone."

Yan Zun narrowed his eyes.

Animal breeding stone?

The stall owner took out a stone from himself.

The stone in his hand was no more than the size of a fingernail.

The stall owner moved his fingers.

The stone actually emitted a bright light, and a plump red carp jumped out of the center of the light.

After the red carp jumped out, it fell into the stall owner's arms very humanely.