There's a ghost inside me

The world of Qinglian is vast and has a vast land and a vast world. In the history of the human race, it is second only to Taihao.

Taoist culture is popular in this world, with Taoist temples standing in a row. Even in a mortal city, ordinary people will practice Taoism, paying attention to being at ease with the circumstances, being pure and having few desires.

This makes the atmosphere in Qinglian world very good, at least there are not so many struggles, and the pace of life is slow. But over the long run, this will make people look down on the world, leading to losing their hard work and progress and laziness.

All in all, this is a place suitable for elderly care.

But now,

However, Qinglian World has undergone unprecedented changes.

The spirit masters from all over the world, men, women, young and old, came from all directions, injecting fresh vitality into this world.

Among the cities,

Those spirit masters with different costumes were crowded on the streets, plundering various rare treasures, and they were in full swing.

This attitude is like going to the market. When you see a good baby, you will buy it immediately and occasionally have a fight with other buyers.

In a shop selling common magic weapons.

An old man with a goatee beard stroked his beard and said, "This is really... I haven't seen such a lively scene in a long time."

"Didn't this appear in our Qinglian world?"

The guy said, "That scene was so grand, with all directions gathering, and even the distant Netherworld came the Spirit Master."

The old man picked up a magic weapon he had refined and said, "What a pity. If I had known, I would have learned that I would have learned from others. I would have sold some messy antiques, but these guys don't understand it anyway."

The reason is also very simple.

Compared to giving the source stone directly, giving gifts is definitely better, transcending from material things and having more heart.

Of course, in the final analysis, if you give a gift, you can falsely report the price yourself.

Don't look at the scene being lively.

But his ancestor was detained by his underworld, and he was waiting for the ransom!

Not to mention what is the essence of the underworld? The infamous gangster!

"Saint, Saint! Don't run away."

In the city, an old man firmly grasped the hand of a young girl and said bitterly, "We are not here to play. Fang Tian in the underworld is not a good person. If you catch him, how can the old man be in line. What are the explanations of ancestors?”

But not far away—

In a restaurant.

A man with a black robe with a fleshy face laughed and said, "Fang Tian, ​​look at what you are like now? A bunch of shit! Destroy our reputation in the underworld!"

Next to him, Fang Tian looked unhappy and muttered, "I have never attacked anyone who has no grudges or grudges. Not to mention, I have never even had those women..."

"Never?"

Chen Nuo asked in surprise.

Fang Tian stopped talking and just buried his head in drinking.

The black-robed Lao Liu looked at Fang Tian, ​​looking for a long time without a moment.

Suddenly, he widened his eyes, as if Columbus had discovered the New World, "No, I said you can't be a young man, right?!"

His voice was quite loud, like a thunder, which made diners around him look over.

"puff--"

At the wine table, several brothers all spit out.

"Lao Liu! Are you looking for a fight, right?"

Fang Tian was furious and slapped the table suddenly, stood up, "Did you show off after a few days of injury?"

The black-robed Lao Liu smiled and said, "I understand, brother, I said the wrong thing. Then, I will pay for the wine."

After saying that,

The black-robed Lao Liu punished himself with a cup.

Fang Tian was almost angry and was already angry.

As the Seven Great Strikes who were shameless in the past, it was nothing wrong with their reputation. They were originally like rats.

But now the underworld is on the stage. As a brother of Bei Ming, I was hurt by all kinds of evil by the world, so I felt uncomfortable.

At this moment—

"Brother is back."

Chen Nuo suddenly put down his wine glass, and the bronze mirror in his arms lit up, "Now I have arrived at the underworld, and I have my second brother."

The tone hides the unconcealed excitement.

"Walk!"

At that moment, Fang Tian and others set off immediately without any delay.

Can,

What the Seven Great Bandits never noticed from beginning to end is:

Just in the corner to the left.

An old man shrouded in the shadows was observing them throughout the whole process.

"Is these the rumored seven bandits?"

Next to it, there was a man in a green brocade robe with green bamboo embroidered on his cuffs, and his temperament was quite transcendent.

This person is Li.

As for who else could that old man be besides Feng Bo Zhenjun?

Feng Bo picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Not bad."

Originally, Feng Bo wanted to come alone on this trip, but Li was frightened by the last scene.

Good guy.

You can go out once when you go out. It’s a great truth, it’s normal to do something when you go out.. Before leaving, he left everything in a ring.

That situation was like dying, and everyone was afraid of having such a huge flag.

Li is not a ruthless person. No matter what, Feng Bo Zhenjun is his master, so he asked for it together.

"It's really lively."

Feng Bo looked at the children of the great families from all over the world on the street, his eyes deep and he could not see what he was thinking.

"The seven major bandits left so quickly. If nothing unexpected happens, Bei Ming should have arrived."

Li's eyes were as sharp as he saw the unfinished wine glass on the table, as smart as ever.

"Should you wait."

Feng Bo did not move, just sat in his seat, drinking wine, "After all the people from all over the world gathered in the underworld..."

At this moment,

Nearby, the voices of several men sounded, "By the way, the Underworld has made such a big deal this time, is Heaven really not moving?"

"Yeah! What else can the Heavenly Court do? Didn't you hear what Bei Ming said last time?"

"The Heavenly Court is in big trouble now! Dao Slaves, a continuous Dao Slave, comparable to a Taoist slave of a god! I'm scared to think about it, I think the Heavenly Court is difficult to protect itself..."

"Hey! Don't say this too loudly, so as not to cause trouble."

"What trouble can I cause? If you want me to say, the Heavenly Court should be gone long ago! It's so damn annoying! I've been waiting for it for countless years, and finally I finally waited for this day!"

A few words resounded throughout the restaurant.

These men were also drunk, talking nonsense, and dared to say anything.

But what is unexpected is-

"good!"

"The Heavenly Court should have disappeared long ago! So what about the gods? For so many thousands of years, who are not the most brilliant masters of those immortals? But no one can enter the thirteenth level. It must be the Heavenly Court behind the scenes!"

"Those group of heavenly kings and true kings just want to treat us as pigs and dogs for the rest of their lives!"

All the guests echoed excitedly at this moment.

In the Qinglian world, in the territory of the underworld, the world completely burst out with anger overwhelmingly, all kinds of insults, blood and wine poured into the brain, and I wish I could join the underworld now!

At this moment,

Li quietly looked at Feng Bo Zhenjun.

The old man's face looked like a stone sculpture, and there was no change at all.