When I woke up, I became the King of Hades

Hua Tian caught Ming Mingde's expression, and was puzzled, the two people who couldn't hit each other had never met before, how could Ming Mingde look like himself.

Although he was puzzled, Hanada did not forget the business.

"Your guest? The Great Xu Dynasty really gave us face in the Western Regions, and let us watch a good show before entering the palace." Hua Tian looked in the direction where Xu Jinrong fainted.

Ming Mingde had seen Xu Jinrong pretending to be dizzy a long time ago, but he just didn't want to pay attention to it. After Huatian said, he had to quarrel with him.

"Hey, isn't this the eldest prince? Don't lie here. The emperor said he won't see anyone. Even if you kneel down to death, the emperor won't see you." Ming Mingde smiled kindly, but there was something in his words. talk.

"I don't believe that my father doesn't want to see me. It's you. You did it. You didn't let my father see me." Xu Jinrong was a little emotional and tried to rush into the hall.

While tugging with the guards, there was a crisp sound of the cup falling to the ground in the hall.

Xu Jinrong was so frightened that his legs trembled, he knelt down, and everyone else knelt down as well. Ming Mingde didn't kneel down, but stood aside, playing with the fly whisk in his hand.

"Get out!" There was a roar in the hall.

Xu Jinrong was so frightened that he blew the shit out of his ass, and withdrew all his men and horses, not even daring to say a fart.

"Prince, I made you laugh." Ming Mingde stepped forward and bowed. He was already thin, and his face wrinkled when he smiled, and he quietly observed Jianjian behind the curtain.

Jianjian sat on the chair without saying a word, playing with the tassels on his clothes.

He wore gloves on his hands and a gauze around his neck, so he couldn't even see a piece of skin, even though Ming Mingde had a sharp eye, he couldn't see through Jianjian.

"Does your emperor want to see our prince?" Huatian asked Ming Mingde in a strong tone.

Ming Mingde didn't reply, and looked at the flower field carefully.

Seeing that Huatian was about to get angry, he slowly said: "The emperor is sick, so he can't meet the prince for the time being. You saw it just now, even his own son couldn't see it."

Ming Mingde said again: "The emperor ordered me to arrange the prince well first, and then hold a grand banquet for the prince after he recovers from his illness."

"Then I'll have to work." Lan Zijun pulled the angry Hua Tian aside, and took Ming Mingde's words.

After Ming Mingde looked at Lan Zijun, he said to Xiyue at the end of the team: "Xiyue, you go to arrange the prince's residence, and you must take good care of the distinguished guests."

"Yes." Xiyue knelt down to receive the order.

Huatian and the others followed Xiyue after a few bends before arriving at their residence.

The landscape here is elegant, quiet and remote, which is very popular with Huatian.

"You are not needed here, you can arrange other things." Lan Zijun glanced at Xiyue.

Xiyue knew how to measure, controlled the speed very well, and retreated obediently.

Lan Zijun flicked his sleeve, the door closed automatically, and a hidden talisman was pasted on it, isolating the room from time and space.

"The eyes of that 'old crow' are really uncomfortable." Hanada sat down, poured a glass of water, pushed him to Kaneken who had just taken off his mask, and started talking.

Jianjian took the water and took a few sips.

"Do you know him?" Lan Zijun asked Huatian, "I think he looks at you in a wrong way."

"I was also wondering, but how could I know him." Huatian said with disgust.

Lan Zijun fell into deep thought, and didn't ask any more questions, and the others fell into silence.

After a short rest, Zhongli couldn't help being bored, and went out the door with a knife: "I'll go out and check first."

"Reckless, reckless, brother Zijun, don't stop me." Huatian shook his head in the direction Zhongli was going.

"I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed." Lan Zijun took off his shoes, sat on the bed, and added, "I don't like to share a bed with others, you can figure it out."

Hanada and Jianjian looked at each other, there was only one fucking bed here.

"Kenken, are you sleepy?" Hanada asked.

Jianjian shook his head.

"Let's go out to explore too." Huatian looked at the cumbersome and eye-catching big red robe on his body, and said to Jianjian: "Take off the clothes, I will find two palace clothes to change into, and visit the Bauhinia Hall tonight."

After finishing speaking, Huatian picked up a wooden stick and prepared to go out to rob two clothes.

Kaneken looked at Hanada suspiciously, but did not act for a long time.

"Don't worry, no one will be killed. I won't strike too hard." Hanada patted Kenken's head. He seemed to have misunderstood Kaneken's eyes. What Kanken worried about was whether he would be captured by the night guards. live.

"Hua..." Before Jianjian finished speaking, Huatian went out with a wooden stick.

Kaneken reluctantly began to undress.

After Zhongli went out, he was wearing the big red robe of the Western Regions, and he was walking on the road unscrupulously. Sanxue was hanging on his waist without any shyness, and all the palace people who passed by looked at him with wary eyes.

Zhong Li was very depressed, he didn't expect that he had already become the focus of attention, he had a whole body of abilities, but now he couldn't use them.

When troubled, a group of guards came towards Zhongli.

Zhong Li sank, thinking to himself: It's broken, has it been exposed.

"Are you a guest from the Western Regions?" the leading young guard, Wei Zhi, asked in a mild tone.

Zhongli rolled his eyes, he didn't seem to notice anything else, and quickly lied: "Yeah, I have nothing to do and went out for a stroll. I didn't expect Xu Dynasty to be so big, and I couldn't find the way back."

"I'll take you back." Wei Zhi said to Zhongli, then turned to the guards behind him and said, "You guys continue to patrol."

"Yes." The guards led the team away.

Embarrassed all the way, Zhongli racked his brains to find something to say: "You guys are tired from being the palace guards, it's already three o'clock, and you can't rest yet."

"Fortunately, I get a lot of salary here." Wei Zhi replied with a few words.

After a brief conversation, the two fell into an even more awkward silence.

Zhong Li couldn't help muttering in a low voice: This road is so fucking far.

In fact, Zhongli was really lost, and Wei Zhi took him in the opposite direction, and he didn't know it at all.

Walking to a quiet and deserted corner, Wei Zhi suddenly stopped and looked back at Zhongli.

Realizing that the situation was not right, Zhongli held Sanxue tightly, stepped into defense, and asked with an unnatural smile, "This doesn't seem to be where I live, guard, did you take it to the wrong place?"

Wei Zhi approached Zhongli and asked, "Are you the devil Zhongli?"

Wei Zhi's words made the whole atmosphere tense.

"Wei Shiwei, what are you talking about? How could I be the devil Zhongli? Didn't he die more than 100 years ago?" Zhongli opened his eyes and told nonsense. After staying with Huatian for a long time, he would not blush when he told a lie.

"Oh, I don't think it's possible." Wei Zhi smiled to himself, and continued to ask: "I heard that there is a flower in the Western Regions that can make people psychedelic. What is it called Luo Lai?"

"Mandala." Zhong Li replied to Wei Zhi, thinking to himself, this kid is still trying to trick me.However, this does not bother Zhongli, he is most familiar with mandalas in the underworld.