After sending the wrong order, I got angry with the Lord of the Underworld

Thousands of years have passed between those memories and the present.

When Yu woke up, he still hadn't regained consciousness. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, and then slowly sat up while supporting the bed.

"There's something wrong with that painting..." Yu Qing pressed his forehead, and quickly went through the muddled thousands of years in his mind.

At that time, the Lord of the Underworld and Yuan Shu left suddenly, the Underworld suddenly lost its backbone, and many things were in chaos.

Before Yu Qing had time to be sad, he had to cheer up to deal with the affairs of the underworld, and it was already two months later when he rested.

The underworld has entered another sense of the right track, and Yu Qing can finally take a breath.

After a long period of time, he never gave up, and searched almost all the places he could go, trying to find some news related to Mu Yuanzhi, but he couldn't find it no matter what.

After being frustrated one after another, Yu Qing locked herself in the room directly, drinking away her worries.

Even Qing Xing, who was far away from the Yaozu, couldn't stand it anymore, so he came all the way to persuade Yu Qing.

"What are you doing? If Lord Underworld sees your current appearance..."

"Then he will come over and scold me in person!" Yu Qing interrupted Qing Xing, feeling even more depressed in his heart, he raised his hand and threw the wine jar, "It's okay to be disappointed, at least I can still see him."

Instead of just looking at that portrait like now.

Qing Xing was at a loss for words for a moment, and his momentum weakened a bit.And when he wanted to persuade him again, he couldn't get back the feeling he had before, so he could only sit next to Yu Qing and sighed, "I know you are uncomfortable, but Lord Mingzhu is not an ordinary person, he has his own considerations."

"Yes, he has his own considerations." Yu Qing sneered, raised his head and drank the wine in the jar, "And I was never in his considerations."

In the days that followed, Yu Qing was still looking for news about Mu Yuanzhi, but gradually, that emotion became less and less intense.

In the dead of night, Yu Qing looked at Mu Yuanzhi's portrait, and suddenly got stuck in the middle of speaking.

Yu Qing was stunned for a long time, only to realize belatedly that he seemed to have forgotten many things...

He couldn't remember the name of the Lord of the Underworld, he couldn't remember what had happened, and he even forgot why he was looking for the Lord of the Underworld.

Finding the Lord of the Underworld gradually became an obsession of Yu Qing.

Maybe I was too afraid that I would forget every bit of the past.So every night in the dead of night, Yu Qing kept recalling the scene at that time, even regurgitating the emotions when they parted.

But even so, he still forgot those memories.

In the days that followed, Yu Qing became confused. He tried hard to recall the things that had happened, but the harder he tried, the more memories he had forgotten.

Until one day, when Yu Qing looked up and found that the face of the Lord of the Underworld had disappeared from the portrait, he realized that he didn't even remember what the Lord of the Underworld looked like.

Afterwards, Yu Qing still didn't stop looking for someone. During that journey, he heard that Qing Xing married a charming female demon and gave birth to a lovely daughter named Jiang Yi.

After Yu Qing wrapped a big red envelope for Qing Xing, he broke contact with Qing Xing because he went to the extreme north.

When he came out and heard the news of Qing Xing again, it was the news of Qing Xing's death.

But at this time, Yu Qing's memory and feelings for Lord Underworld had been forgotten so much that only the silhouette remained.This obsession has also been diluted under the influence of time, becoming dispensable.

Yu Qing finally returned to normal, but finally became abnormal.

He becomes lazy, becomes silent.

He closed off all his emotions and became less and less like himself.

After another 1000 years, the underworld finally ushered in a large number of fresh blood, and finally someone can share the burden on Yu Qing.

He looked at the strange new partner in front of him, and only then realized how much time had passed.

After a long time, the ghost he knew was gone for a long time.

The four seasons in the human world rotate and the dynasties change, and the underworld also rotates continuously in the passage of time.

Yu Qing looked at the blurred portrait of the Lord of the Underworld on the wall, and sat in the main hall of the Lord of the Underworld for a day and a night.

His mind was obviously empty, but Yu Qing still thought about a lot of things, and finally released himself from that closed state.

He chose to let himself go.

At the end of the memory, Yu Qing had a sense of the vicissitudes of time. He put his palm on his forehead and showed a complicated wry smile, "Mu Yuanzhi, you really played a big game of chess."

He thought that he was never in Mu Yuanzhi's plan, but in fact that person was planning for him everywhere.

It's just that Yu Qing's opinion was never considered.

"Why do you make decisions for me!" Yu Qing rubbed her face and took a deep breath.

Too many things have happened in these years, and there is still a feeling of unreality after the memory comes back.

Yu Qing was digesting the excessive information and emotions when he suddenly felt his clothes being ripped.

He opened his eyes and saw a miniature skeleton man.

"Listen to the wind?" Yu Qing stared at the skeleton man with the size of a palm in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment, "You..."

He still felt strange when he saw Tingfeng in the Three Lives Realm.But at that time, his mind was full of Mu Yuanzhi's affairs, and he directly valued sex over friends.

"What's wrong with me?" Tingfeng climbed onto the quilt with difficulty, the little skeleton finger pointed at Yu Qing and said, "I'm not important, what's going on with you and Lord Mingzhu!"

He remembered the scene where he once thought Mu Yuanzhi was a little boy, and almost wanted to die again.

"That's it..." Yu Qing coughed lightly, raised his hand and poked the little skeleton man in front of him, but failed to control the strength, and directly poked Tingfeng backward, "How did you change?" Is it like this?"

Tingfeng was directly buried under the quilt, and he struggled for a while before finally getting his head out. He cursed at Yu Qing, and then said: "Stop talking. That bastard Wuyou stabbed me in the back at that time , the strike is quite ruthless."

His soul almost dispersed at that time, and he survived by attaching to his own bones.

When Tingfeng entered the realm of hungry ghosts, his flesh and blood were devoured by hundreds of ghosts, and the skeletons left behind have undergone countless killings, and they are no longer ordinary skeletons.

"Then Master Mingzhu gave me a hand, and I lost my mind." Ting Feng patted his chest and said, "Why didn't you tell me that Mu Yuanzhi is Master Mingzhu!"

Caused him to say so many outrageous things.

"Because I just found out about it not too long ago." Yu Qing put on a wooden face, getting angry when thinking of that erasing memory.

He raised his hand to pick up the little skeleton man, got up and got out of bed, "How is the underworld now?"

"I don't know..." Ting Feng was very upset when Yu Qing clamped his head between two fingers, and kept struggling with his small arms: "Yu Qing! Let me down!"

Yu Qing used to think that he liked that kind of cute furry creature.But now I realize that I may simply like cute creatures.

I couldn't raise a fox back then, but now it seems good to raise a little skeleton man.

He coughed lightly, put Tingfeng on his shoulder, and whispered: "Sit still, don't fall."

Ting Feng, who has never been treated so tenderly by Yu Qing in his entire life: ...

Tingfeng carefully grabbed Yu Qing's collar, and asked seriously: "Yu Qing, if you are taken away, just blink."

"Shut up..." Yu Qing's joy of raising cubs was shattered the moment Tingfeng spoke. He recalled the content of the Three Lives Realm and squinted his eyes.

After more than three months, Tingfeng will be able to recover. It seems that he has to find a way to hinder Tingfeng's recovery process.

Ting Feng inexplicably felt a chill behind him, and wanted to say something, but then remembered the business, and hurriedly said: "By the way, when I got up, the underworld was already in chaos, and those ghosts are unrestrained, and they are very presumptuous now."

Yu Qing didn't find this situation unfamiliar, after all, he had already experienced it once.

So at this moment, he didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, he glanced at the painting, flipped the hem of his clothes and walked out, "Then let them know that I, the ghost king, didn't scream for nothing."

-

Seven days have passed since that terrifying sky crack.

In this catastrophe, the Lord of the Underworld used his body to mend the sky, and only one of the three ghost kings remained, and he was still unconscious. For a while, the ghosts in the underworld were completely free of restraint.

Although the resentment disappeared along with the Lord of the Underworld, some of the bad qualities in human nature will not change.

"Brothers, we have been in this dark place for so many years, it's time to go back to where we used to be!"

A bearded ghost slammed on the table and said, "Why do we have to live in this kind of place after we die! We are just as capable as those people, or even more capable than them!"

"That's right!" The ghost next to him echoed: "I met a Western ghost a few days ago, and they lived in style, and we are the only ones who are so aggrieved. They are also ghosts, why should we be wronged!"

"I want to climb the TV."

"I want to drill into a mirror."

"Then I'll go to the bathroom and scare those cowards to death!"

The ghosts chattered together to discuss the real version of ghost movies, and occasionally a few voices of disapproval came out, but they were directly suppressed.

"You guys are breaking the rules..." A young-looking ghost with glasses said, "At that time, you won't be able to reincarnate."

When the bearded ghost heard this, he became angry immediately.

He slapped the table louder, and shouted: "Joke! The Lord of the Underworld is dead, and those ghost kings are gone, so who can control us!"

"Oh?" When several ghosts agreed, a frivolous voice came from behind them, "Who did you say is gone?"

The bearded ghost froze, and it took a long time before he turned his head and saw Yu Qing in black looking at him with a half-smile.

And on his shoulder, there was a little skeleton man sitting.

"Master Yu, Yu Qing?" The bearded ghost stammered, "You...are you awake?"

"Yeah..." Yu Qing approached slowly, stepped on the table unceremoniously, "It seems that you are very disappointed?"

The bearded ghost hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, "No, no."

"It's too late if you don't." Yu Qing paused with a smile on his face, and directly sank his face, pointing to a few ghosts among them, "Want to climb the TV? Want to drill into the mirror? And want to go to the toilet to scare those cowards to death?"

Every time he said a word, a ghost shook like chaff.

The moment the ending sound fell, the ghost with poor mental quality had already knelt down on the spot, "Master Yu Qing, I know I was wrong."

"Since you know, go and receive the punishment yourself." Yu Qing glanced at them, his tone cold, "Why are you standing there? Do you want me to send you there in person?"

The ghosts looked at me and I looked at you, got up slowly, and walked to the other side.

But before he took a few steps, the bearded ghost suddenly stopped and winked at the ghosts around him.

"He's just a ghost now." The bearded ghost whispered, "I was seriously injured before, and I haven't recovered yet."

But now they have more than a dozen ghosts, all of them are full of energy.

The ghost closest to him raised his eyebrows and said, "But he is the king of ghosts after all."

"As long as we kill him, we can also be the king of ghosts." The bearded ghost looked back at Yu Qing and smiled meaningfully, "You don't want to be crushed on your head for the rest of your life, do you?"

A dozen or so ghosts looked at each other. Although fear was written on their faces, their eyes were full of ambition.

At this moment, Yu Qing's voice came from behind again, "What? Are you really planning to let me take you there?"

The bearded ghost turned around, and smiled from the lower half of his face covered by the beard. He put his hands behind his back, gestured to the dozen or so ghosts, and then slowly approached Yu Qing, "Master Yu Qing, We were just talking about it, why bother to go online like this?"

Yu Qing naturally saw their small actions. After so many years, he hadn't encountered a ghost who dared to provoke him for a long time, so he couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

Ever since, Yu Qing folded his arms, watched the dozen or so ghosts slowly approaching him, and smiled, "Aren't you hilarious, don't you have any ideas?"

When the voice fell, the dozen or so ghosts had already surrounded Yu Qing.

Ting Feng was also surprised when he saw this scene. He was about to say something, but before he could say a word, Yu Qing squeezed his head and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Fuck! Yu Qing, let me take a look!"

As a ghost king who was killed from the Hungry Ghost Dao, Tingfeng was very interested in this kind of thing.

But Yu Qing didn't give him a chance at all, and directly drew his sword and flew towards the dozen or so ghosts.

In fact, Yu Qing had an easier way to deal with it, but Lord Ghost King is very irritable right now.So I chose a troublesome but very relieved way.

The long sword fluttered in the air, the cold white light flashed slightly, and was covered in blood in the next second.

The ghosts almost fell down before they even had time to scream.They may not have realized their own death. At the moment of death, their entire faces were frozen in fear.

Seeing this, the bearded ghost almost ran away, but before he could take a few steps, he felt a sharp pain in his lower limbs and fell directly to the ground.

The sword edge slid across, and his legs were cut off directly.

"Master Yu Qing, I was wrong!" The bearded ghost looked at Yu Qing who was walking towards him, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I know I was wrong, Mr. Yu Qing, and I won't dare again!"

The blood on the long sword gathered and fell drop by drop, and suddenly the hilt turned slightly, and the unstained sword reflected the bearded ghost's frightened look at the moment.

After struggling for a long time, Tingfeng finally popped out of Yu Qing's clothes pockets. He hung his hands on the edge of the pockets, shook his head helplessly, and said with emotion: "It's just how hard to think about it that I provoke you at this time. Yu Qing."

After the Lord of the Underworld left, Yu Qing was simmering with a fire in his heart, worrying that he had nowhere to vent it.

"You can't kill me!" The bearded ghost kept backing away, his pupils dilated because of excessive fear, "I did something wrong, but according to the rules made by the Lord of the Underworld, I am not guilty of death!"

"Rules? Underworld Lord?" Yu Qing laughed and stopped in his tracks, "Did you remember the rules at this time?"

He just heard the ghost clearly say that Mu Yuanzhi is dead, and they don't have to follow the rules.

"I..." The bearded ghost sensed an opportunity and hurriedly said, "Master Underworld..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, Yu Qing blocked his throat with a sword.

The moment he fell down, the bearded ghost's eyes were full of disbelief.And Yu Qing wiped the blood on his sword indifferently.

"Among the rules made by the Lord of the Underworld, you are indeed not guilty of death." Yu Qing looked at the bearded ghost who was only breathing, and said in a slow voice: "But now that the Lord of the Underworld is gone, this rule is mine. It's up to you."

When the bearded ghost heard this, his eyes widened a little, and he kept making "ho ho" sounds from his throat. The blood flowed more and more, and he died when he could piece together a complete word.

The ghosts watching all around also took a step back subconsciously, feeling inexplicably frightened.

"From today onwards, I will take over all the affairs of the underworld." Yu Qing put away his long sword and looked at the ghosts, "If you can't abide by the rules set by Lord Underworld, then I don't mind using mine to treat you."