Chapter 427 Yin Yang Express (36)

Mingshu watched Ling Yan slap Gu Yi to pieces.

"Why did you kill him?"

"Just to kill him." Ling Yan was confident, his mission was to kill him, "Why don't you let me kill him?"

The little boy on the MMP side has not been resolved yet, and another boy fell in love with him.

Mingshu hehe, this little goblin must have come to oppose him.

Mingshu took out a steamed bun and took two bites.

In the end, he was so angry that he pressed Ling Yan and gave him a beating.

Ling Yan frowned, with a look on your face that you beat me for someone else, making Ming Shu speechless for a while.

Wake up, young man, you are a collapsed character, hello! -
When all the celestial masters woke up from the weird environment and found that the matter was over, they were stunned again.

Is this over?

What about letting them save the world?
Where is the world that needs to be saved?
Was it a fake world they were saving?
"Buried..." Xie Hui looked in the direction of the stone temple and muttered to himself. After a while, he looked at Mingshu who was eating a steamed bun next to him, "If we don't dig it out, there won't be any problems, right?"

"Then it will explode?" Mingshu suggested.

Xie Hui twitched the corner of his mouth, "This is your body inside."

Mingshu smiled calmly, like an expert outside the world, "They are already dead, so why care about the body."

Thanks back: "..."

Who was squatting in front of the body before, dying, alive, or resurrected?
is it him?
is it him!
Of course it can't just be left here like this, several celestial masters discussed and decided to set up these formations so that ordinary people can't come here.

As for Ling Yan... he can only go back to the nineteenth floor of hell.

After all, no one knows when the resentment in his body will control him. If it controls him to do something devastating, who is to blame?
Mingshu looked at the ruins and silently ate two mouthfuls of steamed buns.

The soul-suppressing talisman is reversed and it is the soul-relieving talisman.

Zhao Desheng wanted to know about the Western Chu Kingdom, so he snatched an old ghost from the underworld. He failed the first time and was expelled from the world of celestial masters.

Later, he experimented for many years and finally succeeded. He got the Lonely Wing out.

Ling Yan said that Gu Yi coveted his power a long time ago. That was the time when he was released. Gu Yi was a very powerful celestial master at the time, but he went astray. After Gu Yi died, he was beaten to the first place in hell nine floors.

If Su Tong was used in the first place, Gu Yi's strength might not be so weak.

Su Rou died, Gu Yi also died.

All I have left for hatred is... Lingyan.

I ran to the wilderness, and the result turned out to be like this, so why did I come?
MMP.
-
Hearing that Yan Wang heard that not only did he not restore the things, but also destroyed them, he was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.

But Mingshu didn't go back to the underworld at all, but just packed Ling Yan back to the underworld, and she was eating pig's trotters at Shen Xianyue's house at this time.

Su Rou disappeared, and Su Tong's family was too busy looking for someone to make pig's trotters for her.

"My lord, don't I need to follow Su Rou?" Xiaohong floated around Mingshu, it was too tortured to see that she couldn't eat, and she almost moved her mouth several times, "There is a man next to her, The yang energy is too strong, every time I get close to him, I feel uncomfortable."

Mingshu snorted.

Another goblin wants to rob my cook.

Xiaohong: "..."

Sir, what does this mean?To follow or not to follow?
"Shen Xianyue..." Shen Ying came down from upstairs and saw people sitting in the kitchen, she frowned, her eyes were clearly displeased, but she didn't say anything, "Let's go back to the main house for dinner tonight."

Shen Xianyue silently put the freshly made pig's trotters in front of Mingshu, and refused lightly, "Brother, I'm not going."

Probably due to scruples, Shen Ying endured it, "I'll pick you up tonight."

Shen Ying didn't give Shen Xianyue a chance to refuse at all, and left in a hurry after speaking.

Mingshu glanced at Shen Xianyue, and continued to gnaw on her pig's trotters.

Shen Xianyue pursed her lips, her expression was as cold as ever, and she couldn't see anything.

Mingshu's pig's trotters haven't finished gnawing, and the deadly calls from the headquarters of Yinyang Express keep coming in. There is no such thing as shutting down or disconnecting the Internet in the underworld black technology.

Can you resign?

Yin Yang Express Headquarters.

As soon as Mingshu entered, he saw that two of the belts used to convey the couriers had been destroyed. At this time, the couriers had piled up at the entrance, which looked quite spectacular.

"what happened?"

The little ghost explained tremblingly, "I don't know who put explosives in the courier, and it directly blew up both conveyor belts."

Mingshu raised his eyebrows, "So bold?"

"No, we have already sent someone to catch it, but now there is something wrong with the conveyor belt, and only the strength of an adult can fix it."

Mingshu: "..."

Feelings are what made me come back to be a repairman?

Conveyor belts require a lot of Yin Qi, and Mingshu, as the person in charge of Yin Yang Express, can only roll up his sleeves.

The conveyor belt was not finished yet, and there was a backlog of news, so that Mingshu didn't have time to eat pig's trotters.

"My lord, there is a ghost complaining about our poor service attitude."

"Yin Yang Express is the only one and has no other branches. If you want to have a good attitude, you can set up a five-star one yourself."

"My lord, some ghosts say that our speed is too slow."

"Let him fetch it himself."

"My lord, there is a ghost here... um..." The little ghost suddenly faltered.

"What?" Mingshu looked up.

The little ghost didn't dare to read, and handed the tablet to Mingshu, "Your Excellency, you can read it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he ran out in a hurry.

Messages popped up one after another on the tablet.

[Post me your An Ge to the nineteenth floor of hell]
[Post me your An Ge to the nineteenth floor of hell]
[Post me your An Ge to the nineteenth floor of hell]
Mingshu: "..."

Who connected to the Internet on the [-]th floor?
MMP is a good ghost, what kind of Internet is on! ! -
Ling Yan stayed on the empty nineteenth floor, better than last time, at least he was not handcuffed this time.

When Mingshu came, what he saw was Ling Yan lying on the ground with nothing to do, the light above his head shrouded him, and he looked extremely lonely.

Mingshu took a deep breath and walked over slowly.

"An Ge, when can I go out?"

Lingyan's voice was faint, as if he could hear the sadness.

He's going crazy here.

"Go out and destroy the world?" Mingshu squatted beside him, "I don't want to be your accomplice."

Ling Yan could see her when she opened her eyes. She was fine at first, but suddenly became gloomy, "An Ge, you wish I could get out, so you can go back to that Xie Qingqing, right?"

He knew his physical condition, so when he was sent back, he didn't say anything.

But for such a long time, she didn't even look at herself.

Has the conscience been eaten by the dog?
"That's right, are you angry? I'm looking for eighteen little boys outside, so you can just stay here."

You killed two of my hatred targets, but I didn't settle accounts with you, and you still challenged me.

Lingyan snorted coldly with his nostrils, turned over and pressed Mingshu to the ground, and dropped an icy kiss, arrogant and domineering.

The huge space is full of ambiguous atmosphere.

In the light, the figures of the two overlap, lingering and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)

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