magic barrier

There is a guy with divine breath next to the ghost king... It's quite unbelievable to say this.

There are many great gods and small gods in the God Realm. Although they each have their own roles, there are not many who can truly emit such a level of divine aura unintentionally.

After eliminating all those who were too small, too low, too low, and not enough power, Meng Feibai couldn't figure out who this clerk really was, and why he was wandering around the underworld in a ghost vest...and even became a ghost king's cronies?

No matter what kind of god this person is, he would like to praise him loudly: young man, you are very promising.

At least it is much more promising than mixing in the God Realm! (How much do you want to see God Realm)

It was originally because of the deal with Yidao, but now it is a windfall, much more interesting than expected.

Meng Feibai stood up with a faint smile, his eyes turned from the shattered image to the monk's face, the chin with a little stubble made Ran Deng feel a little more vicissitudes.

With a flick of Meng Feibai's hands, sharp nails protruded out of his head without a sound, "swish" a few times, and Deng Deng's chin was as smooth as before.

Ran Deng grinned silly, and touched his face happily.

Meng Feibai snorted coldly, "Is it fun?"

"Cough, it's okay."

Before he finished speaking, his sharp and cold nails were already approaching.

"Cough, I was wrong, wrong, wrong, it's not fun at all, thank you thank you..." Ran Deng quickly grabbed his wrist.

His wife didn't marry back home, so he couldn't easily go blind.

The situation is a bit deadlocked.

Meng Feibai's hands were clamped by Ran Deng, and most of his body leaned over, the two bodies were tightly pressed together seamlessly, but Deng was still flattering him, and the warm air hit him with a sweet smell. face.

What a beep—

It's not that he wants to keep it like this, but that at this moment he can't get rid of the strength of his hand that can't turn on the lamp.

The number one demon in the demon world is no match for a mortal monk.

Meng Feibai remained calm, but his heart had been beaten up a hundred times!A hundred times!

"Are you finished?"

"Huh? Say... it's over."

"Let go when you're done."

"Ah, oh." Ran Deng reluctantly lingered on his wrist for a few seconds before letting go.

Meng Feibai quickly put his hands behind his back, not letting him see the already purple circle, this trip to the underworld is more interesting, there are unexpected things everywhere in life.

Not only the clerk surprised him, but even Ran Deng, one or two of them couldn't see through the vest immediately.

Seeing that Meng Feibai got out of bed, Ran Deng naturally got up too.

At this time, the outside meeting was coming to an end, and most of the content was a summary of the Six Realms Conference, which was nothing more than the old ones.

The following is about the latest rectification plan of the underworld. I didn't expect that the first person to be transferred would be Meng Po.

Meng Po soup was cooked every day according to the routine, but there was no need to go to Naihe Bridge. Meng Po was sent to Fengdu, and the job of distributing Meng Po soup fell on Hei Wuchang.

Very good, Heiwuchang's face is as dark as his name.

Bai Wuchang's complexion is not very good, and Hei Wuchang is a temporary agent, not a thorough deployment, so his job as Lord Wuchang needs to be done as usual, and he has to do another job inexplicably.

Distributing Mengpo soup is not tiring at all, but you have to stay at the bridgehead to distribute it all the time, and you can't move your body at all.

Not surprisingly, Bai Wuchang might have to do double jobs.

They hated it so much that they wanted to kill the ghost king on the spot!

No, isn't it bullying the two of us to be loyal to the king's veins?

Bai Wuchang was extremely angry, "It should be too late for us to rebel!"

Hei Wuchang said coldly: "I think this is a good thing, labor and management have long wanted to change teams!"

The ghost king was expressionless, "Do you two dare to wait for me to leave before discussing the matter of rebellion?"

The clerk, "cough cough, the sky is dry and things are dry, be careful with candles..."

The judge said, "Ah, if you want to talk, talk well, can you stop letting the will-o'-the-wisps go... It scared the baby to death! Daughter-in-law, I want to go home and QAQ..."

Zhong Kui, "So we can all withdraw when it's over."

In addition to Meng Po, the second person to be transferred is Luo Sha. Meng Po belongs to Ping Jiang. After being transferred out, he walked towards the main hall of Yan Luo. In the future, all he will be in contact with is the absolute priority of the underworld.

It's true that every family is happy and every family is sad.

After Raksha was promoted, his original work fell to the bull-headed horse-faced brothers.

The honest bull-headed brother twitched his mouth and wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't have the courage to be black and white, otherwise he wouldn't be teased and bullied by a group of little ghosts.

Ma Mian always squints his eyes and smiles, unable to tell whether he is happy or angry.

Everyone present has their own ghosts.

However, there are a few who really feel wronged for Po Meng.

But the hell is so cruel, it's useless for you to work hard and abide by your duty. Think about those ghosts who are still crying at the bottom of the eighteenth floor, how much they want to climb out of that place and enter the Hall of Yama to become a big ghost officer!

Po Meng bid farewell to all the ghosts, facing the many different eyes, her heart was extremely clear.

He went back to the bottom of the Naihe bridge to tidy up briefly, Bai Wuchang looked at him with a stinky face, "Take away what you don't need, I won't move here."

"I'm used to these, so I'm too lazy to change them." Granny Meng stood up straight, and packed all the quilts and sheets into a small cloth bag the size of a palm. This piece of cloth is one of his abilities, and he packed it with him.

The combat ability is negative, and it is perfect for daily life!

Produced by Mengpo in the underworld, a must for wives.

Bai Wuchang's face was pitch black, "Actually, you are afraid that I will get you dirty, right?"

Granny Meng looked at him sideways, "Yes."

Bai Wuchang, "..."

All friends!

Do you want to be so straightforward, Hun Dan, do you dare to be more cleanliness?Deservingly frigid!

Granny Meng easily put the small light yellow cloth bag into her arms, patted the robe and left, leaving behind the black Wuchang who was smoking from seven orifices, and kicked wildly at the stone bed that Po Meng used to use.

It seems to regard it as the ghost king.

Things are going wrong this year!

Thinking about the Yaoguang Ghost Jade Hammer that will come out at some point, it's really quite embarrassing!

"I don't know what that guy, the ghost king, really thinks of us as cheap labor!" After Granny Meng left, Bai Wuchang walked in angrily, "It's fine if he pays his salary on time, nima—— Why are we blind and standing behind him!"

Hei Wuchang glanced at him, and said calmly: "If we hadn't been blind back then, would we still have a way to survive now?"

"Yes, it seems that we have to continue to be blind." Bai Wuchang is not necessarily the absolute ghost king party, but the absolute black impermanence party.

Because of love!

But he likes black impermanence, except for the unscrupulous Meng Feibai who steals dreams, no one else knows.

Fengdu is connected to the largest gate of ghosts in China. Ordinary people with psychic yin and yang abilities can enter and leave freely as long as they hold the customs clearance certificate specially approved by the underworld or approved by the ghost messenger.

There is no shortage of monsters, a race that tends to be dark and likes to move around, it can be regarded as a hodgepodge gathering place.

Although Po Meng doesn't have much real power and doesn't have a ghost order talisman, even though he is now in Fengdu, he is still a great ghost official who has been with the ghost king for more than a thousand years.

With the same official title, he is now the most powerful ghost in Fengdu. All the ghost messengers who were ordered to welcome Po Meng did not dare to neglect at all.

The leader of the ghost messenger is the Duling of Fengdu. He has existed in this place separated by yin and yang for thousands of years. He knows in his own mind which side has the trust of the ghost king and which side has the chance of winning.

Being able to ascend to the ghost position at the time of the six worlds of cholera, an ancient weapon thousands of years ago, the ghost king is definitely not something that can be easily defeated.

Those old subordinates who are just about to move are nothing more than the ghost queen of the past.

It's a pity that many people who are in it can't understand it.

With a kind and elegant smile on his face, he spoke slowly, "You are welcome to visit Fengdu, Meng Da."

Granny Meng nodded her chin expressionlessly, "It's business as usual, I'll just take a look."

"Okay, please feel free."

Neither are fuel-efficient lights.

There were more or less smiles on the faces of the ghost messengers present, but their feet were off the ground, and they were dressed in uniform black robes. They didn't have much kindness, but there was a kind of creepiness.

Often times like this, I can see the importance of appearance.

The city walls of Fengdu are blue and black, and the stone floor has been washed for tens of thousands of years. I don't know how much blood and wind and frost it has been stained with. To be able to thrive in such a place where fish and dragons are mixed, it can be seen that Fengdu Lingling has the ability to adapt to the wind.

Talking about people when seeing people, and talking about ghosts when seeing ghosts describes him like this, but Granny Meng doesn't despise such ghosts, and the underworld has never been a kind place.

On the contrary, he is willing to deal with this worry-free ghost.

They always know what you most hope for and what you like to see the most, and they only benefit and help each other.

After Granny Meng flung her sleeves and left, Du Li's personal civil servant stepped forward to drink away all the ghosts, and said in a low voice: "Boss, he has been sent down to our place to become an outcast, why are you being so polite to him? "

"You." Duli smiled, and shook his head helplessly, "After all these years by my side, I still haven't made any progress. How could Po Meng be sent down?"

He was the first ghost official under the protection of the ghost king, which showed how much the ghost king valued him.

"Ah? Isn't it decentralized? How do you say this..."

"Think about it with your brain, if the ghost world is in chaos, where is the place where the entire four maps will be least affected?"

"Of course it's us..." Feng Du.

"do you understand?"

Duli waved his paper fan, walked away slowly, leaving the civil servant floating alone, and gradually figured it out.

This Meng Po was originally at the Naihe Bridge, and she had no soldiers, generals or real power under her command. Once the turmoil in the underworld was unavoidable, she would be involved in it. Now, Hei Wuchang, who has the most domineering personality, took over. Soft persimmons.

Moreover, Po Meng had no power in the first place, but now that Fengdu is being sent to the lower levels, the entire Fengdu will stand behind Po Meng, a great ghost official.

Power and force are all there.

The ghost king is really good at calculating!

The civil servant thought it through, and broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.

Sure enough, there is no one in the underworld for free, and things that he can figure out, how can Po Meng not know?No wonder he was so calm just now.

The civil servant began to think about whether his subordinates were disrespectful to Po Meng just now...

I'm afraid that it won't be long before Fengdu has to stand up and protect himself.

The author has something to say: Does anyone understand the meaning of my title?

The first is the beginning of the foreshadowing, the first refers to the story of Bao Yu and Zihua, the second is the development of Meng Mo Ran Deng, the third is the Six Realms Conference, the fourth is Meng Po and Yi Dao, and the fourth It's also over now.

Fifth, do you have anything you want to read? If not, I will write it as originally planned.