I am super fuzzy and I am the top of the underworld [entertainment circle]

The time turned to December, and it was winter in Dragon City.

Qiong Ren's concert is tomorrow.

Gus flew from River City to Dragon City, and was taken to the venue by the staff waiting outside the airport.

"Your rehearsal is scheduled for this afternoon. Let me confirm with you again that you bring your own costumes, and use our staff for makeup and hair. Do you have any special requirements for the equipment? We Can be satisfied as much as possible.”

Gus shook his head, smiled kindly: "No."

"You are so talkative." The assistant who came to pick him up was a young Taoist priest, wearing a suit, but still tied his hair in a bun with a Taoist hairpin.

Gus looked at the Tai Chi pattern on the head of the hairpin: "Your hairpin..."

The Taoist assistant touched the hairpin and said triumphantly, "Our teacher Qiong made this for me and Wang Boduan. I heard that it cost a lot of money. Our teacher Qiong is really like this."

Meng Qingxuan gave a thumbs up: "Number one in the world."

The body of the Dao hairpin is much wider than ordinary hairpins, and it is very waste. The germplasm of this hairpin is very good, half purple and half green. The head of the hairpin is made of two colors, which is very rare.

Gus smiled: "Mr. Qiong Ren is so kind to you."

Meng Qingxuan turned to look at him from the co-pilot, looked at him carefully for a long time, and suddenly let out a soft "Huh".

Could it be that something was discovered by this trail?

impossible.

His disguise was flawless, Qiong Ren hadn't recognized him as Mr. Yu after meeting him so many times, he was just a little Taoist priest, and his eyesight would never be better than Qiong Ren's.

Gus: "Why are you looking at me?"

Meng Qingxuan touched his chin like Conan: "You are very similar to a statue I have seen."

Gus pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth and was about to say something when Meng Qingxuan continued.

"It looks so ordinary, it's hard for me to remember."

The arc that Gus's mouth forcibly pulled out was frozen.

Meng Qingxuan covered her mouth with a "snap": "Slip of the tongue, don't take it to heart."

Gus not only took it to heart, but also wrote Meng Qingxuan on the first page of his death list.

Everyone around Qiong Ren, everyone, really everyone made him feel tired.

In order to avoid talking to Meng Qingxuan, he adopted the common human method of refusing to talk and wore headphones.

There's no music playing in the earphones, it's just a show.Putting on the headphones still felt unsafe, so he closed his eyes again.

After a while, he heard the driver and Meng Qingxuan talking softly.

"Sleep?"

"Sleep."

"Is he the most popular person in "Chuangqing 3"? So ordinary, Uchiteng decided by default."

"That's not true. Youqiteng is quite serious this year, and it hasn't made a set of defaults yet."

Gus felt refreshed for a while, there are always people who understand and know that his popularity is genuine.

"He bought marketing, but he didn't find the right marketing company. No one knows that Mao's media is the most powerful now, and he doesn't know what pheasant company he is looking for. The conversion rate is so low. Now each fan can vote for several people at the same time. Wait until In the onepick stage, his ranking will definitely drop."

Gus didn't feel angry when he heard this.The process is not important at all, as long as the result is good, it is good.

Mao's Media?Gus thought to himself, this company has been in the limelight in recent months, and even the staff around Qiong Ren are boasting, it seems that they really have real skills, Qiong Ren can become popular so fast, besides good luck, there may be some other reasons. A company is behind the scenes.

It seemed that he should also cooperate with this company. If he could bring this company to his side, wouldn't it be a boost for himself and a stumbling block for Qiong Ren.

Arriving at the gymnasium, Meng Qingxuan led Gus into the stadium. Qiong Ren was rehearsing in the stadium, and the voice was relatively loud. Meng Qingxuan raised his voice slightly and asked: "Do you want to rehearse now or rest for a while? I will let them prepare in advance. "

Gus: "Now."

Gus has no interest in the idol business, and entered this industry purely to defeat Qiongren, but since he wants to defeat Qiongren, he must take advantage of all available opportunities.

Tomorrow's concert will be broadcast live, if he can win Qiong Ren's fans over, he will be so happy.

He looked around, and on the stage that had already been set up, Qiong Ren was singing "You Will Not End Well". , the Xiao sounded suddenly.

"I want to fly into the chaotic clouds, and let you fly the clouds and spread the rain."

The song seamlessly transitions from "You Will Not End Well" to "Chaos Cloud".

The mood of Qiong Ren's singing changed in a second, and the feeling of irritability and burning faded instantly, and the feelings of the audience also changed with his performance.

"Chaotic Clouds" is a lingering song. When you open your mouth to sing, you can see the mountains where chaotic clouds are piled up.

"Why are you standing here?"

When Gus heard Meng Qingxuan's voice, he realized that he had been standing there for a long time.

He was indeed a little shocked, but what he thought more about was his performance at the concert.

Performing after Qiong Ren, the audience can easily feel a gap, and he needs to use some other means to make up for the gap.

Gus was slightly impatient.

Who would have thought that it took him 200 years to finally become fully proficient in all existing spells and spells. Even if Yue Jue was reborn, he would not be his opponent.

However, Qiong Ren wanted to be willing to degenerate, insisting on living in this low-level industry, so that if he wanted to defeat Qiong Ren head-on, he had to become an entertainer.

So disgusting.

After the rehearsal, Qiong Ren came down to greet him: "Are you here? Go get familiar with the stage first, and communicate with the staff in time if you have any questions."

Gus nodded and said yes, he looked the same as before, a well-behaved trainee full of admiration for his mentor.

When he went around stealing incense from others, he often did missionary work, and he was not stage-frightened. After he went up, he performed normally, unlike a trainee who hadn't debuted yet.

Gus rehearsed three times before stepping off the stage after confirming all the details.

"You performed very well, but..." Meng Qingxuan hesitated to speak, "It's somewhat disadvantageous to follow our teacher Qiong, but it's too late to practice now."

How could it be too late?This is his custom-made body in order to enter the showbiz. It has an extremely wide range and the treble can go as high as the sky. Compared with Ziweixing from the sky, he prefers a person who climbs up step by step, so he hasn't had time to show his strength.

Tomorrow, many viewers will see another side of him.

"Mr. Qiong said let me take you to the makeup artist to discuss tomorrow's makeup and hair, print it out and paste it. It will save him from having to make up all the actors and make mistakes in his busy schedule."

Gus nodded. He went to the dressing room to see that the makeup artist was actually an octopus, and the most disgusting animal he had was an octopus.

Gus's character design is not to fight or grab Bai Yueguang, and he can't play big names at the mentor's concert to change the makeup artist, so he can only bite the bullet and sit in front of the mirror.

The octopus's hands were hugged together. In Gus's eyes, it was just two thick tentacles twisted into twists, with the suction cups exposed, making it look even more nauseous.

"Hey," the octopus suddenly sighed, "No, no inspiration."

"Honey, I hope your shape can show yourself, but I can't see anything worth showing in you now." The octopus bent down, looking at him with two huge eyes, and the fishy smell of the sea came to his face.

Gus didn't even fly into a rage at the octopus' rude words, he was suffocating.

He squeezed a spell in his hand, octopus, right? I'll turn you into a grilled octopus tonight.

"Is the painting finished?" Qiong Ren came in at the right time, and Gus could only put the spell back.

The octopus turned around, wiping the cold sweat off its brow, but luckily it was a wet sea creature, and Gus couldn't tell how nervous it was.

Octopus took out his mobile phone, swiped Weibo and said, "I have no inspiration, I'll go see how other people drew him."

"Wow!" Octopus exaggeratedly exclaimed, "You are on the trending list, congratulations."

It handed the phone to Gus.

Gus took a look and found that the top five hot search topic was #古斯商务#.

The reason is that Xiu Fan questioned Gus's first moisture.

The first place in the draft is always accompanied by bloody storms, fans scolding and fighting, but Gus took the first place silently, which does not conform to the basic rules of the draft.

Netizens who are idle and have nothing to do after digging deeply found that the Weibo marketing account that often posts Gus content, as well as the up masters who boast Gus on various video sites, all belong to the same company.

The traces of marketing should not be too obvious.

Gus took the character of Bai Yueguang, who is gentle and gentle, who does not fight or grabs. Many show fans say that he is a clear stream among trainees. Although there are few fans, he is very popular with passers-by.

General evaluation: "I feel like a gentle and hardworking good person."

[I thought it was a clean stream that worked hard silently, did not market, act as a monster, and did not fight or snatch, but I did not expect the design to collapse so soon. 】

[It is recommended that idols should not be set up in such a floating way. Xueba, warm man, loving wife and family, simple big boy, clear stream in the circle, it is these people who are more fierce than each other when they overturn. 】

The collapse of human settings is inevitable to make people ridiculed.

Gus knew how his popularity came from, and he was not in a happy mood when he saw the sudden turn of the online reviews.

He returned to the hotel and looked at Weibo to think of a countermeasure.

Most of the current comments are sarcasm, and Gus hates that sentiment, and he'd rather be hated than be laughed at.

But the fans who bothered him the most fell too fast.

The script he wrote for himself was to debut at the C position, become a hit and defeat Qiong Ren. He could easily take the first place by changing the background data, but that was just an expedient measure for attending the concert.

What he wants has always been a real victory.

By accident, Gus thought of Mao's Media.

Gus sent a message to the family computer, asking it to talk to Mao's media to see if the other party had any means to help him settle the matter.

The home computer sends and replies within 10 minutes.

【They say that their crisis public relations are very powerful and can change public opinion in an instant, but the asking price is very high, and they ask if you can accept it. 】

Gus is not good at typing, so he said in a voice: "How much?"

【3000. 】

It happened to be the only remaining property of Gus, and he almost suspected that the other party deliberately pinched this amount to ask for money.

As a righteous god, he doesn't need money, and he doesn't have the consciousness of making money. The money is all his belongings that he has saved in the world for 200 years, so it is inevitable to hesitate.

The family computer forwarded it to him a screenshot of the WeChat chat with Mao’s Media.

The customer service avatar of Mao's Media is a man with a scar on his face and a cigar mouth. His ID is Brother Jianghu Mao.

[Jianghu Maoge: 3000 million sounds like a lot, but it can buy him a bright future. 】

[Jianghu Maoge: Our company implements an annual subscription system, 3000 million of which includes his marketing and public relations for a whole year, and we can also be responsible for rebuilding a more fan-attractive personality for him.Of course, if he thinks it's too expensive, we can understand. 】

[Jianghu Mao Ge: Not every artist can earn 3000 million a year. He has no confidence in his own investment, essentially he has no confidence in himself. Our Mao Media likes ambitious people. 】

This sentence moved Gus. As long as he can achieve his goal, 3000 million is nothing. He also likes ambitious people.

He put the family computer in charge of the matter, and it quickly replied:

[They promised to solve this matter tomorrow, I will monitor the online speech, accusing you of marketing the speech to eliminate 90.00% before making payment. 】

When Gus was lying in the hotel, thinking about whether to continue to make money from the transfer array, in Yunyu Garden, the plush rabbit showed Qiong Ren his WeChat interface.

"He agreed to send the money?" Qiong Ren was a little surprised.

The Plush Rabbit nodded, its little head shaking with joy.

[When the contract conditions are met, the home computer will make payment.The judgment rules of the domestic computer are relatively mechanical, no matter what the process is, the payment will be made when the result is achieved. 】

The result will definitely be achieved tomorrow, but the method will definitely be beyond Gus' expectations.

The day of the concert.

Mr. Yu changed his face and took a seat in the front row. He saw that the best seats were already filled, and Hades was in the middle of the first row.

This was as early as he expected, and he prepared a big gift for Hades.

This great gift is unlikely to kill Hades, but it can make Hades feel heartbroken.

Mr. Yu arrived just in time, and soon after taking his seat, the concert officially started.

The bright venue suddenly went dark, and then lit up again in an instant.

Qiong Ren appeared on the stage and opened the concert with the lingering "Chaos Cloud".

The stage scenery seems real and unreal, and the clouds and mist are shrouded in the beautiful mountains and forests.

"I want to fly into the chaotic clouds, and let you fly the clouds and spread the rain."

"With the wind and the rain, you carry the wind and the rain, and pile up the chaotic clouds, and I will sleep in the clouds."

This song is quiet and lingering, with only piano and cello as accompaniment, and the gentle sound of wind.

The King of Hades thought of Yunzhu Mountain. The person who went to Yunzhu Mountain and Mengoubo to find the temple was the incarnation of a dragon man. He turned into a black dragon and circled several times on Yunzhu Mountain.

Attracted by him, the clouds gathered and hung on the mountainside.It seems that the cloud is hiding in the arms of the mountain, and it is like the mountain leaning on the arms of the cloud.

With a smile on the corner of Yan Wang's mouth, he propped his right cheek, quietly looking at the extremely dazzling Qiong Ren, his Aran, even the image was full of warmth.

After singing "Chaotic Clouds", the prelude to "You Will Not End Well" sounded immediately.

Singing order and rehearsal are reversed.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, but Mr. Yu always felt that when he sang "You Will Not End Well", Qiong Ren glanced at his side of the seat several times.

The ignited song came to an abrupt end at the line "It is like an infinite hundred thousand years", and the music and vocals were cut off at the same time, making every pore of the audience chattering.

The crowd around Mr. Yu cheered excitedly, and the voices of people crowded in all directions like a heat wave.

Qiong Ren held the microphone: "Today, a special guest attended my concert. He has a close relationship with me. Let us welcome him to the stage. Everyone applaud!"

The audience was very obedient, and warm applause rang out.

So early?

Mr. Yu frowned slightly, Gus should only appear at the end of the concert, can live concerts be messed up without following the procedure?

Seeing his distracted walk onto the stage, he immediately looked down at the bullet screen reaction with a strong sense of professionalism.

[Gus actually had the nerve to come on stage, and the hot searches are all over the place, so he must know. 】

[Just a joke, the pinnacle of Gus's idol career was because he changed his ticket to enter the game. 】

[If you have the ability to change tickets in Uchiteng's backstage, but you have such ability to use it to change tickets in the backstage, I'm speechless...]

[Youqiteng has called the police, waiting for the police to report. 】

The home computer sent a WeChat message.

[At present, no one on the Internet cares about your marketing. The contract is established. I just sent the final payment to Mao's Media. 】

When Mr. Yu saw this WeChat message, he didn't even realize what happened. He stared at the phone for a few seconds, and he didn't realize it until the heart of Gus, who shared his senses, was beating wildly.

He was tricked.

Mao's Media promised that the number of people discussing his marketing today will drop by 90.00%, and as far as the results are concerned, this is indeed the result.

But who would want to achieve results this way? ? ?

Qiong Ren smiled naturally, as if he didn't know what happened on the Internet: "What song are you performing today?"

Gus was already furious. When he thought that he personally gave away 3000 million to a fraudulent company, it might be that Mao's media broke out the ticket change today. He wanted to tear this company into pieces from top to bottom. .

Gus barely controlled his expression, smiled and said, ""Who Is the Hero" is a song I wrote myself."

Mr. Yu was a little sullen. He dug his own grave with his own hands and dug up the bones to make Gus a distraction.Gus, however, lived up to his expectations.As expected, Fan Gu was Fan Gu, and when something happened, he couldn't even control his expression.

Qiong Ren: "It must be a song that will leave a deep impression on everyone."

He looked at Gus, and suddenly smiled: "Everyone applauds, Yu! Sir! Sir!"

Gus's forehead was soaked in cold sweat instantly, Qiong Ren waved to him with a smile, and exited from the other side of the stage.

Qiong Ren actually knew that he was Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu looked indifferent, and thought, so he really knows that I am Mr. Yu.

The familiar feeling of humiliation came to him again, lingering in his heart. It has been 200 years, and Yue Jue has been reincarnated twice, why is he still as sharp as before, which is disgusting.

For Gus, to sing or not to sing?this is a problem.However, he didn't have time to think about it, and Gus had to open his mouth when the accompaniment sounded, but he lost his footing, and the first word broke, and good-natured applause rang out from the audience.

Qiong Ren stood on the side screen and smiled, which is kindness to others, but not necessarily to Mr. Yu.

Indeed, Gus felt nothing but anger.He would rather be hated by others than accept the kindness of alms.

As soon as his mood collapsed, he couldn't control his voice even more. The overall pitch of this song was not low. He sang badly, and the piercing high notes continued, which doubled the torture to the audience. Even Mr. Yu himself wanted to strangle Gus to death.

Feeling the malice from the real body, Gus's cold sweat flowed from his head to his eyes.

The audience booed and shouted in unison: "Get off the stage! Step down! Step down!"

The voices converged into a tidy sound wave.

Gus became furious. Anyway, the real purpose today was to sabotage the concert. This idol is destined to fail, and he no longer hides his strength.

He flew out a spell, and the spell fell to the ground, giving birth to a burning monster.

The spectators ran away in fright, causing a stampede in the densely populated stadium.

"Flame curse?"

Hades sat on the spot, and a weak petal flew out of the air, circling around the demon, and cut the demon into a spiral shape.

Qiong Ren sucked in his saliva, the shape is a bit like roasted gluten sprinkled with a lot of seasoning.He tried his best to look at Mr. Yu with eyes that were not so eager to eat barbecue: "Stop pretending, let's make a quick decision? Don't disturb my concert."

Mr. Yu's face gradually became the same as Gus, but the expressions of the two were completely different. Gus was furious, while Mr. Yu was indifferent.

Streams of yellow water emerged from his surroundings, turning into yellow dragons and rushing to the gates of the gymnasium, surrounding the gymnasium.

Spectators in the stadium screamed and ran, trampling on each other, and the scene was chaotic and miserable.

Dirty blood stained the ground.

Mr. Yu nailed the talisman paper in the direction, and injected a divine light from his body into the magic circle, and tall buildings and buildings appeared in the circle, enveloping the King of Hades.

"This is a phantom formation that I have only cultivated for 200 years. Your Yama will probably be trapped in it for a long time. I know he has multiple incarnations, but after all, the incarnations communicate with each other. As long as one is confused by the illusion, the others will also be confused." will fall into it together.”

Mr. Yu smiled like a spring breeze: "Don't worry, I don't have the ability to kill Hades, but you may not be able to survive until he comes back. I have already arranged countless formations outside the gymnasium, so don't expect anyone to rescue you."

Qiong Ren looked relaxed: "Really?"

Mr. Yu couldn't help frowning, the situation was so dire, why did Qiong Ren not respond.

Perhaps because of his extra mortal bones, Gus's emotions are much more obvious than Mr. Yu's. Fear and unwillingness, anger and shame, his face is like a palette of emotions.

He rushed towards Qiong Ren, Qiong Ren caught his fist with one hand, pulled Gus with his strength, pulled the clothes around his waist, and spun around on the spot like throwing a discus, trying to shake Gus Throw it out.

boom!

With a loud noise, Gus slammed down on the stage. His leg bone was broken once, and it was broken again after 200 years. Mr. Yu also felt pain.

"So you still have this weakness." Qiong Ren caught the momentary unnaturalness on Mr. Yu's face.

Mr. Yu sneered: "You want to defeat me and my distraction alone?"

Qiong Ren smiled sweetly: "Who says I'm alone?"

Those spectators who were howling and rolling on the ground, trampled to a bloody mass suddenly fell silent, running around like headless chickens, and the fans also stopped their movements, and everyone looked at Mr. Yu together.

From their half-missed eye sockets, from their bleeding brains, from their broken arms and shoulders.

Mr. Yu was terrified, and even his soul, which should no longer exist, was also trembling. Even he himself was surprised, and he thought he would never be afraid again.

Qiong Ren: "I posted a post on the Underworld Weibo to look for your clues, and accidentally found more victims of Mr. Yu. I invite all the victims to be attached to paper figurines and be my audience.

"You are an important actor in the show at the concert today. As for the name of the show, let's keep it a secret."

Mr. Yu never cared about living people, so he didn't even realize that the people around him looked alike, and it was even more impossible to know that these paper figurines were made by a person named Zhang Qingming who risked sudden death.

All the paper figurines were burned by Qiong Ren himself, and they were arranged to be possessed in a unified way. As long as you don't identify them carefully, you won't feel that they are not human at all.

It happened that Mr. Yu didn't pay attention to living people. There were so many "people" in the gymnasium, he only saw Qiong Ren and Yan Wang, and the others were worthless to him.

Not knowing that it is a sin to despise itself.

The souls who had been harmed by Mr. Yu rushed out, and everyone had a City God Order issued by the Dragon City God.

"They are looking for revenge against you under the order of the city god, you can't hurt them."

Ai Yinyue was the first to rush over, kicking Mr. Yu hard.

"My foot!" Ai Yinyue hugged her leg and jumped away, "He can actually bounce back damage!"

Obviously, you yourself can't beat others but hurt yourself, Qiong Ren complained silently, clenched his fists and said: "It doesn't matter, well played, I unilaterally announce that Ai Yinyue gets a point!"

Mr. Yu re-sealed, intending to kill all these ghosts.

He has no impression of the faces of these people, so what if they kill and kill others, the weak are killed, it is the fault of the weak, should they blame him?

What is the City God's order? It's really whimsical that the little ghost officials of the underworld also want to restrict the righteous gods.

The index fingers and thumbs of his hands are facing each other, the last three fingers are crossed, and then the wrist is turned over, the thumb, index finger, and ring finger are put together, and the rest of the fingers are directly touching, like a pagoda.

It was the Great Golden Light Jue that the scar-faced man Guo Yuan had used once, but the same formula was in his hands, and the momentum was incomparable.

The tyrannical golden light swayed like ocean waves and ripples, with him as the center, spreading outward.

The ghosts instinctively felt that the golden light was unbearable, and Ai Yinyue shouted: "The wind is tight, scream!"

They fled collectively, and even took Gus with them before they ran.They could see clearly that Mr. Yu was very powerful, but Gus was easy to bully.

Distraction is the enemy, too, and they must be treated equally.

A microphone flew over quickly from the stage, and it seemed that he could hear the whistling wind. Mr. Yu subconsciously wanted to hide, but found that the microphone hit his hand.

The soiled soles kicked him in the face, kicking him out for three steps before stopping.

Qiong Ren stood in front of him, a little puzzled: "It's only three steps, you are so resistant."

Mr. Yu: "..."

After all, he is also a god, what does Qiong Ren think of him, does he think he is a waste like Guo Yuan?

Qiong Ren suddenly opened his face, and clenched his fists: "It's only fun for those who are resistant to beating, otherwise every time I don't use much force, I will be half dead every time, and it seems that I am very cruel."

Ai Yinyue and other ghosts were beating Gus in groups, and they couldn't help turning their heads when they heard this sentence.

"Boss, are you okay with yourself?" Ai Yinyue yelled, "You are simply a capitalized ferocity."

Qiong Ren punched Mr. Yu, and the latter tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't dodge completely, the wind of the fist brushed along his face, leaving a crack on his face.

"Look, I didn't even hit him, it's so cruel."

Mr. Yu: "..."

He was very sad.

He is a person who pays attention to the sense of ritual, and every time he harms Qiong Ren, he chooses an important node in Qiong Ren's life.

But Qiong Ren never followed his thoughts, his sense of ritual was repeatedly frustrated by Qiong Ren, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

What Gus is good at has almost no room to play under the siege of ghosts. The ghosts swarmed up. Although the damage caused was limited, Mr. Yu would feel the same pain when he hit Gus.

That's all for Ai Yinyue, and some of them had been jailers. They pulled out two huge maces from somewhere on their bodies, and beat Gus violently.

At the other end, Qiong Ren grabbed Mr. Yu by the collar, and punched Mr. Yu hard in the face without paying attention to any tricks.

Knocked his entire jaw out of place.This is not the power that a normal person should have at all. Mr. Yu was in a trance for a while, almost thinking that the person who beat him was Yue Jue. He hadn't become a god yet, he was still that weak Taoist priest.

He touched his cheek and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, I like this, we will be upright..."

As soon as he spoke, he received a second punch in the face, in exactly the same place as the first.

Mr. Yu's skull hummed, and the corner of his mouth cracked, and a drop of yellow liquid leaked out.

What flows in his body is the water of the gate.

"Wait a moment……"

Qiong Ren grabbed his shoulder, pressed his shoulder and raised his leg, and hit his nose hard with his knee.

What followed was just a one-sided beating.

Qiong Ren smiled: "The villain died because of talking too much, don't you know?"

It's not that Mr. Yu doesn't want to resist, but he really can't resist.

It is true that God has divine power, but magic and martial arts have always been two systems. He has spent so much time researching spells and spells. Although his martial arts are far superior to ordinary people, it is difficult to resist Qiong Ren's beating.

Because Qiong Ren's movements were too fast and his strength was too great, he didn't have time to react at all, his abilities were tightly suppressed, and he couldn't use them at all.

The talisman on his body flew out by itself and stuck to Qiongren's body, but as soon as it touched it, it was bounced away by the golden light of merits and virtues on Qiongren's body that was much thicker than before.

Qiong Ren punched to the flesh, and Mr. Yu was beaten passively. After all, Qiong Ren was still a mortal.

If Mr. Yu stood still and let him fight for ten years, it is estimated that he would not be able to inflict any fatal injuries.

But although the harm is small, the insult is great.

It was only then that Mr. Yu realized that he had made a mistake when he scolded Guo Yuan as a waste, and it wasn't Guo Yuan's fault.

He was beaten so helplessly, he glanced at the phantom formation next to him, and pulled Qiong Ren into the phantom formation with all his strength.

Qiong Ren's hand only touched the edge of the phantom array, and was sucked in.

He smelled the familiar smell of disinfectant. Both the dean and the agent were not in good health. He often went to the hospital to see them when he was a child.

The corridors of the hospital are not quiet, especially in the inpatient department. No matter day or night, there are people, and the family members who accompany the bed sleep outside the door or sit in the waiting area.

Occasionally, in the middle of the night, I would hear nurses running in a hurry, a flatbed truck passing by the door, and then there would be heart-piercing cries.

He wondered in his heart, since it is a phantom formation, there must be something confusing, why did he see the hospital?He has no psychological shadow on the hospital.

Only the room at the end of the corridor was lit, and told him that was the destination.

Qiongren saw Mr. Yu on the road, and he was folded in half and locked in the fire box.Will the illusion still sanction the master?Qiong Ren was so surprised!

"This is you?"

Mr. Yu just wanted to die as soon as possible. When he saw Qiong Ren's face, the indifference on his face could not be restrained.

The illusion he created was so powerful that it could make a powerful god like Hades fall into the illusion, but because of the overwhelming power of Hades' consciousness, he turned against the guest and swallowed everything, even causing the owner of the illusion to be thrown into the fire box as soon as he came in.

Qiong Ren didn't stay long in front of Mr. Yu, he walked towards the lighted room, and when he reached the door, he saw the figure he was most familiar with standing half a meter away from the door.

"Yan Mo," Qiong Ren called him, "Why are you here?"

Hades turned around, with a stern expression he had never seen before, almost frostbitten, but his eyes were red again, as if there had been a tear that did not fall there.

Qiong Ren vaguely guessed something, his footsteps were unconsciously light and soft, Yan Wang's hand rested on his side, clenched extremely tightly, his joints turned white, but even this movement was silent, his body did not Not trembling at all.

On the hospital bed was Qiong Ren's face. He was already very old, with gray hair and weak breathing. It seemed that as long as he lost his equipment, he would lose his life immediately.

The moles of tears under the eyes are hidden in the wrinkles, the corners of the mouth are drooping due to aging, and the person is emaciated.

Qiong Ren never worried that Hades would fall into an illusion. The senses of his seven incarnations could control whether they could communicate with each other, and his thinking was independent. Even if one incarnation fell into an illusion, the other incarnation could remind him in time.

Now, King Hades stands here, silent for a long time, he is not confused by the illusion, it is just that people are born, old, sick and die, this is an irreversible law of nature, and he still cannot accept that Qiongren will become like this one day.

What keeps his footsteps in the illusion is not fictional illusions, but the real future.

Qiong Ren couldn't find the right words to comfort Hades, because this is the reality that will appear in front of Hades one day in the future.

He can beat the gods with his bare hands now, but one day, he will lie in a hospital bed and live on a ventilator. "Yanmo."

Yan Wang turned his head to look at him, and hugged him into his arms very lightly, as if he was hugged by a cloud.

To watch a loved one grow old and die while he is forever young is a terrible torture.But it is also impossible for him to selfishly let his lover enter the underworld with a youthful attitude.

He is reluctant.So there is only one foreseeable path left.

"Don't worry, I'm the King of Hades." Hades gently stroked his curly hair, "I can always find you."

Qiong Ren buried his face on the side of Yan Wang's neck, and Yan Wang felt the hot tears wet the place where their skins met.

"Little crying bag." He gently stroked the curly hair behind Qiong Ren's ears.

Qiong Ren hugged him a little tighter, his voice choked up: "I don't want to..."

He didn't say he didn't want anything, but Hades knew it.

"Let's go out," Qiong Ren said, sobbing, "I want to hit someone, but you must, must not help, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Yama:"……"

"Okay. I'll help you cheer."

Qiong Ren nodded aggrievedly, Yan Wang took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and wiped it for him.

"Go home today and touch the dragon's horn for you, okay?"

Qiong Ren looked up aggrieved: "Really? You won't lie to me, do you need to do anything else after touching the dragon's horn?"

Yama:"……"

"Take care of Mr. Yu first, okay?"

Qiong Ren nodded: "Yeah, let's go!"

As soon as Hades thought about it, the illusion dispelled instantly, and the old man on the hospital bed dissipated into the air.Neither of them looked back.

When the phantom array was lifted, Mr. Yu was extremely ashamed and angry. He knew that it was impossible to achieve his original goal, but before he came, he had already prepared for the worst.

As long as the fact that he is the river god of Mengou Bo is not exposed, as long as Mengou Bo and his jade statue are still there, he will always have a way out.

He chanted a short mantra, and Gus's body swelled slightly. It wasn't that Gus was swollen from being beaten for too long, but that he was about to explode.

Yan Wang frowned to save people, Mr. Yu flew out a talisman, disturbing his vision, a vortex appeared under his body, and the river water that surrounded the gymnasium rushed back to him.

Knowing that he was going to run, Qiong Ren rushed forward and grabbed Mr. Yu's hair.In the vortex, Qiong Ren subconsciously closed his eyes, opened them again, and found himself in a Taoist temple.

"here is?"

"This is the Taixing Temple I rebuilt. Have you seen that table?" Mr. Yu said, "You used to sit under there and read a book."

Qiong Ren: "I followed you here, you don't seem surprised."

Mr. Yu sighed: "You never follow the path I set for you. I should also surprise you occasionally."

Qiong Ren: "You can't run away."

Mr. Yu sneered: "It doesn't matter, since that day, after you destroyed the statues I have collected for 200 years, I have figured it out. If I want to win you, I am always a little bit lucky, but if I kill you, the contest between us It can be written off.”

"Have we ever had a fight?" Qiong Ren sat at the stone table, leaning against a big tree, with one leg crossed, "Don't make your one-sided confrontation into a destined opponent, okay?"

This posture coincided with Mr. Yu's memory, and he was in a daze for a while, as if he had returned to 200 years ago, and he could still hear the explanation with the accent of the old temple master when he was teaching.

"My real name is Yun Si, Yun is Yunzhu Mountain, and Si means a small ditch that does not flow. Your previous life was my junior brother, named Yue Jue, Yue is a tall mountain, and Jue is a pair of jade. I used to be very envious