Fat birds are self-improvement

The actions of the dead soul aroused Ming Ji's fury, and of course she knew Ming Ji's intentions for this man.Such obstinate eyes and personality are undoubtedly the best playthings for the Underworld Lord who likes the new and dislikes the old. His entry into the Underworld Lord's court will mean his falling out of favor!

"Who do you think you are?" She lifted up the insignificant soul of the dead, and dragged him to the bank of the dirty Santu River—the river was thick and dark, filled with resentment from the Three Realms, and anything that got in the river would be destroyed. Immediately dissolved by corrosion, even gods and demons cannot escape.

She really wanted to throw the soul of the dead into this dirty river, even if it was against the order of the Lord of the Underworld, she must not let this man compete with herself for the Lord of the Underworld's favor!However, in the end she gritted her teeth and suppressed the anger in her heart.

Throwing the soul of the dead on the shore fiercely, a black flame ignited in Ming Ji's hands, she grabbed the flame with her hand, and sent it fiercely into the chest of the dead soul—"Lucky guy! You will get the soul of the dead." Blessings to keep your fragile soul alive, but you can't get rid of my curse, I want you to start from the inside, a little bit of corruption and collapse!"

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Underworld Lord, the supreme ruler of the realm of death, the immortal underworld god.

His palace is the black city standing on the floating lotus island in the Heihe River. That city deters the entire underworld with his terrifying authority. In this realm, he is the unique venerable, the supreme person.

No one can resist even a look from the Lord of the Underworld.The fear of him is deeply rooted in the hearts of every citizen of the underworld.Even Ming Ji, who is very jealous and the most arrogant in the entire underworld, has no choice but to obediently send the nameless soul she deeply hates to the palace of the underworld lord.

On the quiet and majestic imperial court of the Lord of the Underworld, Mingji kneels on the ground seemingly in awe, but she is actually jealously watching the Lord of the Underworld playing with the dead souls in the seal.

"What a beautiful person." The Lord of the Underworld has a deep and deep voice full of magic power, but when he is angry, his voice can even make the soul of the underworld scatter, and his eyes also have the magic power of death. It is said that his power is no less than The ancient god of creation.No one dared to look directly at Mingzhu's stern and elegant appearance, not even the most favored Mingji had the guts to do so.

"Like thousands of years of ice, cold and beautiful." Underworld Lord stroked the cheek of the dead soul appreciatively, "The soul of a god is indeed more beautiful than the stars, Shang Xi, the dead Moon Emperor, the God of Ice, you have to become My forever slave."

And the soul of the dead who has been sealed has empty eyes at this moment, like a doll.This made the Underworld Lord feel slightly dissatisfied.What he wants is the pleasure of taming the proud peacock, not such an empty shell—but, the soul that fell into this place from the heavens will soon be swallowed by the breath of the underworld, memory and feelings, and become such a puppet .

The Lord of the Underworld has plenty of time, and he doesn't mind spending a little more time to make this lofty Moon Emperor a plaything that suits his wishes. Since the spirit body in the heaven cannot adapt to the underworld, then let him be reborn in the mortal world, accept the torture of the mortal world, and be tortured by the mortal world. Re-endowing a human heart, then when he dies and falls into the underworld again, he will be a mortal through and through, and will not be deprived of his mind because of the conflicting attributes of the sky and the underworld.

"You will no longer be a god, but my plaything for eternity." The long fingernails of Lord Ming scratched across Shang Xi's face, and then imprinted a cold kiss on Shang Xi's forehead. A black badge imprint was left behind, which was the seal of the Lord of the Underworld engraved on Shang Xi's dead soul.

From then on, he will only belong to the Lord of the Underworld.

"Mingji, take him to the wheel of rebirth. I want him to fall into the mortal world and become a mortal fetus to endure the most severe torture in the mortal world. Only the soul that has gone through hardships is the most delicious plaything." Narrowing your golden eyes, "You have to follow him into the mortal world, and harvest his soul until he is shattered by the hardships of the mortal world and becomes a mortal who is thoroughly bewitched by emotions and desires."

"Yes, Your Majesty Ming Lord!" Ming Ji clenched her fists tightly, feeling extremely resentful in her heart.

She will definitely "fulfill" the Lord's order!

Mingji, who was full of resentment, brought the sealed soul of Shangxi to the huge and magnificent Wheel of Rebirth, where countless dead spirits entered the cycle of reincarnation.Only the powerful nobles of the underworld have the power and mana to decide to enter the next life of the reincarnated soul——Shang Xi’s next life has already been determined by the Lord of the Underworld—

Shangxi in the next life will be the prince of a dying dynasty. As the son of a concubine, he is doomed to be discriminated against and tortured from birth. He will fall in love with an imperial brother who will never love him. Brother, he will use all means to climb to the throne of the emperor, even selling his body to win over the crazy general who loves him, but the pure and noble emperor brother will never reciprocate his feelings, and he will become a tyrant if he falls into mad jealousy , until he is kicked out of the throne by the real lover of the emperor's brother who wages a war, he will be tortured, become a beggar, and become a male prostitute played by countless people, and he will fall in love with the second person in despair - a humble rich businessman, They will spend a quiet time getting to know each other, but they will not get real happiness. The rich businessman died in the robbery when he went to business, and he will escape from the torture of the rich businessman's wife. He was recognized by the rebels at that time, and was finally humiliated in public in front of the royal palace amidst the insults of the people. His painful soul will be harvested until that moment.

Ming Ji used her magic power to peek at Shang Xi's next life's fate, this poor soul who was played by the Lord Ming in the palm of his hand!Just let her add a few more strokes to this miserable fate!

Along with Shangxi being pushed into the wheel of rebirth, Mingji also opened the barrier around her body and threw herself into the rolling torrent of reincarnation——

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Due to the dislocation of time, it was already 20 years after Shang Xi reincarnated when the Great God Fengwu descended into the mortal world.

The dynasties in the world change and the prosperity and competition seem to have never changed. The glorious Dayin Dynasty in the past seems to be in troubled times now--vassal kings are in chaos, natural disasters are changing, foreigners are knocking at the gate, only the Jiangnan Imperial Capital is still addicted In the midst of drunkenness and luxury, there are singing and dancing everywhere.

Entering the mortal world, there is a vast sea of ​​people. Feng Wu and Young Master Yue in human form followed Shang Xi's faint aura to find this place, just in time to meet the palace to celebrate the emperor's birthday, recruiting artists and art groups from all over the world, and posting the imperial list all over the capital.

The person in charge of organizing this event was Zhu Shangxi, the fourth prince born to the legendary court lady.

Fat Niao thought he would spend a little time to find out which one is Shang Xi's reincarnation, but when he was strolling in the street wearing a gauze hat, he heard the people's discussion about the emperor's list and the emperor's birthday banquet, and immediately (⊙_⊙) ——Zhu Shangxi, what a good name.

Young Master Yue, lying on Feng Wu's back, said: "In this case, we will also go to reveal the imperial list and apply for admission to the palace. You and I play the piano and dance, I believe it is no less than other artists. We have no reputation here, alone It is absolutely impossible to enter the palace, but some art troupes can be advanced to enter the palace with the crowd. With your appearance and my talent, it is not difficult to join the art troupe, but I am inconvenient and cannot move around. You put me in the tea stall first Put it down and look for the art troupes that are recruiting, now the major art troupes are bound to compete with each other, they must poach each other, lack of pillars, you go back quickly."

"Okay!" Fat Bird (⊙v⊙)

So Fat Bird put Young Master Yue on a nearby tea stand near the street, and went to look for it excitedly, while Young Master Yue sat there leisurely tasting tea.

Sure enough, notices for recruiting people were posted everywhere in the song and dance workshops in the capital. The major dance troupes competed to the death. , So after looking around, he signed and pledged at a recruiting table without looking back, and the hiring salary offered by this company was dozens of times that of other art groups!

It's just that the fat bird with little life experience obviously couldn't tell the difference between the letter of appointment and the deed of sale. He only cared about the pledge, and asked the recruiter expectantly without even looking at it: "Don't you take the exam?"

"What kind of test did you come here voluntarily? By the way, you don't look bad in your clothes. Why did you come here voluntarily? Could it be that your family is in ruins? Lift up your hat and let me see your character. If you don't look good, I won't give you such a high money." The man said coldly.

So Fat Bird obediently took off his gauze hat.

The recruiter was stunned.

"I still have a friend, he wants to come with me, okay?" Fat Niao quickly recommended for Mr. Yue.

"Come... come..." The man blankly handed out a blank contract of sale, and Fat Niao signed it for Young Master Yue.

So, not long after, Mr. Yue, who was waiting for the fat bird, was waiting for a group of big men in short jackets, who surrounded him, and one of them said fiercely: "You are the man named Yue Youtan! Your prostitute!" The contract has already been signed to our owner, we will come and pick you up to Ziyue Tower, and if you want to run, we will break your legs!"

"You don't need to break my leg, I'm already a paralyzed person who can't move." Young Master Yue said coldly.Bingxue, who is smart, guessed what happened when he heard it - he should have taken care of it himself even if he was climbing, Fat Bird is really unreliable - obviously, Fat Bird confused the art troupe The difference between brothel and brothel.

This daredevil.

Mr. Yue was carried to the most famous mansion in the capital. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a group of people surrounding Feng Wu. He couldn't stand up, so he was put on a chair by the door and looked at the group of people. Surrounded by Feng Wu, he was admiring or obsessed, but Fat Niao still didn't know the situation. When he saw Young Master Yue coming, he waved his hand at Young Master Yue: "God Meow, I found the art troupe!"

"You wait to pick up the guests." Young Master Yue sighed.

The boss of Ziyue Tower was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth - Mr. Yue looked at the boss's expression, thinking that he should not talk about going to the palace now, I am afraid that the boss would not agree with Feng Wu to step out of this brothel again.Tomorrow, the recruitment time for the imperial list is over, and it seems that we have to find another way.

The boss really didn't want to waste it, so he decided to take Feng Wu as the main card to pick up customers tonight, but Mr. Yue was left out in the cold because of his physical disability, and no one cared about him.