Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

This group of wandering souls seems to have some background, and they have no worries about smashing up noodle restaurants on the streets of Shangjing.

Even when they noticed that Fang Chen had the aura of a wanderer, they didn't take it to heart.

Jue Wudi is now just an ordinary wandering soul, without the cultivation he had in the human world.

Faced with the siege of more than a dozen wandering spirits, he could only protect his wife with all his might.

The wandering soul who attacked Fang Chen took a chair and hit it on the head. As a result, his lower body was swept by a kick, and he knelt down with a plop on the spot.

He was still about to get up, but he was stepped back to the ground. The huge force pressed him so hard that he couldn't move. He could only curse continuously:

"You bastard, how dare you step on me? Do you know that Mr. Riyou Weihu from this street is my third uncle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the weight on his back increased a little, making him scream in pain, and the yin energy in his body began to dissipate.

When more than a dozen wandering souls in the store saw this, they were immediately startled and stopped their movements. One of them pointed at Fang Chen and shouted:

"Relax your feet, are you tired of living!?"

Jue Wudi and the other two were slightly injured and helped them to Fang Chen's side. When Jue Wudi saw the wandering soul being stepped on by Fang Chen, his expression suddenly changed.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, let him go quickly. This person has a decent background."

The strength of Riyouwei in the underworld is compared to that of Jindan and Yuanying in the human world.

Even the newly promoted Riyouwei is also a Jindan monk. Although such cultivation is nothing in Shangjing, in this street, it is definitely a first-class existence.

What's more, the person behind the other party represents the Riyou lineage. Although this lineage does not have its own bureau, it has a transcendent status in the underworld and is closely related to all major bureaus. Even the most ordinary wandering soul knows this!

Jue Wudi looked pale. He would rather offend Fang Chen than offend the people at Fang Chen's feet.

The former is just going to the underworld and cannot stay in the underworld for a long time.

But the latter is a real local snake!

The commotion in the noodle shop attracted many wandering souls nearby to look around. Some shopkeepers from nearby shops poked their heads in. After seeing the situation inside, they all expressed pity and pity.

"Shopkeeper Jue is finished. He probably won't be able to gain a foothold in Shangjing."

"That's Master Hu's nephew, right? Why did Shopkeeper Jue provoke this evil spirit?"

"I heard that when he was in the human world, he was a fierce ghost. Later, when he came to the underworld, Mr. Tiger personally went to pick him up. This shows the affection between uncle and nephew.

Now that my nephew is being beaten, how can Mr. Tiger just let it go..."

Several Yin Wanderers happened to be passing through this place, and when they discovered that there was also a Yin Wanderer involved in this matter, their eyes showed curiosity.

But when he heard the whispers nearby, he suddenly became awe-inspiring and stood watching from a distance, not daring to get close.

There were whispers outside the noodle shop.

The atmosphere in the noodle shop became increasingly cold.

"Where does this sneaky person come from? He doesn't have eyes? How dare he step on you, Grandpa Tiger!?"

The wandering soul at Fang Chen's feet kept struggling, cursing, and trying to escape.

There were more than a dozen wandering souls nearby who did not dare to act rashly. One of them had to pretend to be relaxed and persuade him with kind words:

"Your Excellency, this is just a misunderstanding. Please let Mr. Tiger go. Let's sit down and have a good chat. We won't get into such a quarrel over a noodle shop owner.

If Mr. Hu knew about this, the matter would not be settled. "

After saying this, he looked at Jue Wudi and winked, his eyes cold.

Jue Wudi sighed deeply in his heart, moved his lips, and whispered:

"Fellow Daoist Fang..."

"Fellow Taoist Jue, although you and I were not on the same journey back then, your attitude at that time was definitely not what it is today. So what if you become a wandering spirit? Is there no other way to go?

If you take one step back, others will take one step forward. If you take two steps back, others will take three steps forward.

You want to live an ordinary life, but have you ever thought that you can protect your wife and children? "

Fang Chen said calmly.

Jue Wudi's expression kept changing.

At this moment, a little wandering soul ran over with a bunch of candied haws:

"Dad, Mom, these candied haws on a stick are so sweet, you should eat one too."

The expressions of the absolutely invincible couple changed dramatically.

The little wandering soul looks about five or six years old, with an innocent look on his face.

As soon as he appeared, he was lifted up by the other party, and the candied haws fell to the ground.

"Let Mr. Tiger go, otherwise he will be gone."

The other party smiled darkly.

The little wandering soul was so frightened that he started to cry loudly.

Jue Wudi and his wife were extremely anxious and looked at Fang Chen repeatedly.

At this moment, a wave of greetings suddenly came from outside.

"Master Hu, you are here!"

"Master Tiger is inside and is being held hostage by a wanderer."

"Quickly, let Mr. Tiger go in."

The small street, which was not particularly prosperous, was now very crowded. A strong man with a big body and a round waist stood at the door of the noodle shop with several Japanese soldiers.

Cold, lightning-like eyes flickered back and forth between Fang Chen and the young man at his feet.

After a while, he suddenly chuckled, "Your Excellency, let my nephew go first. Is there any misunderstanding..."

"If there is any misunderstanding, come and tell me."

The crowd behind them suddenly dispersed, and a group of people came over. The leader had a smile on his face and looked very young. He was a handsome young man.

But the wandering souls around him were all wearing the uniforms and robes of the Hidden Guards Division.

"It's the Yinwei Division!"

"That... hiss, Yin Lord's armor!?"

"Hidden Guards Si-kun!?"

Among the spectators, some were well-informed and could recognize the Yin Lord armor on Xia Ji at a glance.

Master Hu was stunned for a moment, and before he had time to react, a group of people came from the other side.

The leader of the group has long hair, a resolute face, and moves like a dragon or a tiger. He is none other than Xing Jintuo, the Martial God Sijun.

He was followed by a large group of masters from the Martial God Division.

"It's the Yin Lord armor again!?"

"Martial God Si Si-kun!?"

Someone exclaimed.

Master Hu's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, another group of people came over.

The man has a middle-aged appearance and a gloomy expression. He looks like a hunting wolf. Anyone caught by his eyes will feel a chill in his heart.

Most of the masters around him were like this.

"Zhan, Zhanling Si Sijun..."

Master Hu looked horrified. He had met Xiao Langshuai, the leader of the Lingzhan Division, because for a period of time, the Riyou lineage cooperated with the Lingzhan Division to clean up the remnants of the Spiritual God Sect in the underworld.

"What are you doing here?"

With a faint smile, Shen Tucang came over with a group of high-level officials.

The wanderers on this street took a breath immediately when they saw Shen Tucang appearing.

The wandering souls present also showed expressions of fear and awe.

The predecessor of Shen Tucang was Judge Sijun!

In that era, the Judgment Division and the Underworld Division were the two most powerful functional offices in the underworld.

Immediately after, it was Kong Jin, the Secretary of the Soul Control Division.

Yin Cao Si Si Jun Qi Tianran.

Yin Zusi Sijun Qiu Jing.

Then, Master Hu saw the highest official in his lineage, Riyou Jundu Yunxu.

And, Night Tour with Jun Jingxue.

It can be said that the most famous people in Shangjing in the underworld, in less than ten breaths, all came to this small street that is inconspicuous in Shangjing and may not even set foot on it once in a hundred years.

"Right, I saw all of you Si Jun when I visited Weihu Forest!"

Master Hu immediately turned around and didn't know which way to kneel. After hesitating for a while, he lowered his head and knelt down towards Du Yunxu with an extremely respectful expression.