Die with the boss [Quick Transmigration]

Luocheng drew the last stroke of the word "正" on the wall, exactly sixty times, three hundred days, nearly ten months.

He looked back, Si Chen was still lying quietly, his long eyelashes did not move.

This is probably the longest time this God has slept since he lived for tens of thousands of years—so long that Luo Cheng wished he could go back to three hundred days ago. His self beat up.

He is now trapped in the Nether Sea, he can't get out, he can't be woken up, he doesn't have to sleep even if he is hungry, and he doesn't seem to be any more cute than before when he looks at Si Chen's face every day.

Now he just wants to wait for someone to come back and let that guy know why Brother Cheng is called Brother Cheng.

The external pressure is now being borne by Ji Chuan, but he is the one who is guilty of the crime, and Si Chen's stabbing this time is really too big, not to mention him, even the King of Hades is almost unable to bear it.

The rules of heaven are strict, and the way of heaven is ruthless.

After drawing the character "正", Luo Cheng sat back on the ground, leaned against the edge of the bed and closed his eyes, habitually grasping one of Si Chen's wrists, catching his slow pulse with his fingertips.

Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations in the space field outside the cell.

Luo Cheng's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes and looked up.

The door opened, and after seeing who was coming, Luo Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Master Warden?"

It was Jiuyi who walked in.He didn't put on his hood today, revealing a snow-white and cold face, with golden pupils and cinnabar moles at the corners of his eyes, which added a touch of seductiveness to his whole body (?).

I am used to seeing the spooky appearance of the warden of the Nether Sea, if it weren't for the unmistakable black robe, Luo Cheng wouldn't be able to react immediately.

"Luocheng," Jiuyi said expressionlessly, "follow me."

"where to?"

Jiu Yican's golden eyes showed a slight wave, "36 Chongtian."

There was no surprise or panic in Luo Cheng's heart, but a sigh when the big stone fell to the ground: It's finally here.

After all, in the end, he was the one who "let go" Si Chen, so he never thought that he could escape punishment.

Luo Cheng put Si Chen's wrist back properly, adjusted his clothes at last, then stood up and stretched his muscles easily, and smiled freely: "Then let's walk."

The door was slowly closed, and before the last gleam of light disappeared, no one saw Si Chen's fingers on his lower abdomen trembling slightly.

36 Chongtian.

"Why does Your Majesty suddenly want to hold a meeting today? The last time was... about fifty years ago, about the God of Jichuan, right?"

"That's not true. My god, I heard from the little boy from Si Ming Xingjun's family that the one who came up this time seems to be the Hanba from the underworld."

"It's him! Oh, isn't that still the work of God Sichen?"

"That's not right! Tsk tsk tsk, why are these old ancestors, one or two, so unstoppable! Is it because they have lived for too long that they are mentally abnormal... Hey, there is a word in the Western Holy See ... 'psychopath'?"

"Hey, you're quite foreign!"

"That's right, when I went to the Western Holy See for exchanges 500 years ago, my little god, I was the deputy envoy!"

The ghosts of Luocheng have been born for 500 years, and this is the first time they have visited such a grand place as the Heavenly Court. Apart from being icy and icy, it is not as lively as the Hell, which is as quiet as a mausoleum.I don't know how those gods lived here.

In the empty hall, the snow-white columns soared into the sky, and the long steps on both sides, like court seats, were full of blurred figures hidden in the white light. Standing in a ball of dazzling golden light, everyone present couldn't look directly at him.

The only two aliens present were Jiu Yi in black robes and Luo Cheng in casual clothes.After the warden of Youminghai brought him, he bowed and quietly withdrew. Luo Cheng sensitively heard the whispering laughter from the spectators on both sides, and couldn't help frowning.

A voice like a thunderbolt came from above, extremely majestic, "Kneel down."

Luo Cheng's heart was shaken, a fishy sweetness rose from his throat, and he was about to kneel down involuntarily when his knees softened, but at this moment, for some reason, he had a reflexive attack, and his brain twitched, and he refused to kneel.

There was a burst of sound on the long steps on both sides, and the voice of the Emperor of Heaven became more and more severe: "Kneel down!"

The sound spread like a wave, and the shadowy gods and immortals on the long steps said in unison: "Kneel down! Kneel down! Kneel down!"

Luo Cheng spat out a mouthful of black blood, and finally couldn't bear the coercion of gods and Buddhas all over the sky, kneeling heavily on the ground.

"Damn it." He licked the blood between his teeth and cursed secretly.

At the head of the long steps on the left, a white figure came out and said loudly: "Hanba Luocheng, born in the human world six years ago in 850, joined the Underworld Reincarnation Department five years ago in 850, and was promoted to the deputy of the Reincarnation Department six years ago. Director, he was promoted to the acting director of the Department of Reincarnation six years ago. During Luo Cheng's tenure,..."

Luo Cheng tried to move his body, but he couldn't move as if he was being suppressed under Wuzhi Mountain.

"... During the last mission of Luocheng, when he was hunting down the former director of the Department of Reincarnation, Si Chen, the fugitive from the underworld, he ignored the strict rules of heaven and bent the law for personal gain..."

"...Affecting the safety of the Six Realms deserves heavy punishment!"

The words fell to the ground, echoes echoed into the sky, and there was no sound in the hall.

After half a stick of incense, the Heavenly Emperor said: "Luocheng, are you guilty?"

Luo Cheng gritted his teeth tightly, the sudden pressure on his body almost made him kneel down on the ground.

He raised his head to look at the dazzling golden light at the end of his line of sight, resisted the urge to blink and dodge, and said word by word: "My minister...convicted."

Only then did the Emperor's voice show a trace of satisfaction, and he turned to all the gods present and asked: "What do you think, how should you punish?"

A voice said: "As Si Ming Xingjun said, if it affects the safety of the six realms, it should be severely punished."

"There is a precedent in the underworld. How should the director be punished if his negligence has caused serious consequences?"

The King of Hades hurriedly came out, bowed his head and said: "I report to Your Majesty, you should be imprisoned in the Nether Sea, and you can't get out unless the world amnesties you."

A voice immediately dissatisfied: "Fifty years ago, the heavenly regulations abolished life imprisonment, and now the longest sentence is only 50 years. Isn't 1 years too cheap?"

Who the fuck is that voice!It is too light to ask Lao Tzu to spend 1 years in prison!

Luo Cheng immediately looked for the reputation, squinting his eyes to carefully identify the figure in the white light.

"Then according to Taiyin Shangxian's opinion, what should be the sentence?"

But this question was not asked by the Emperor of Heaven. As soon as the voice came out, all the gods in the temple changed their colors.

Luo Cheng's whole body shook violently, and he turned his head to look with such force that his neck was almost broken.

The tall and thin figure walked in slowly, and the leather shoes knocked on the ground with a crisp sound.He looked down at Luo Cheng, then retracted his gaze, and knelt down in an extremely upright manner.

"Criminal minister Sichen, come to receive punishment."

"Si Chen practiced the art of dividing souls, perverting it, and causing a big mistake for the world of reincarnation. It is really an unforgivable crime. Thinking of Si Chen's contribution to the safety of the six realms that cannot be ignored, although the merits cannot be offset, it is still possible. Discretionary consideration. Punish Sichen and confine him in Nether Sea. The sentence is 1 years. Amnesty and commutation are prohibited. After the sentence expires, he will be deprived of his status as a god and enter the tenth reincarnation."

"As the acting director of the Samsara Department, Luo Cheng not only committed the crime of dereliction of duty, but also acted as an accomplice, which seriously affected the reputation of the Samsara Department and the majesty of the heavenly rules. Fine Luocheng, deprived of the status of the acting director, and reduced to an ordinary employee of the Samsara Department, 1 No promotion for ten thousand years."

The Middle East, a land of five seas and three continents.

AbaSaud, located on the border between Saudi Arabia and Yemen, on the surface, is an ordinary small town.

But it also has something unusual - as a small border town, this is where the major mercenary forces are entrenched.

Old Mulder opened a "pharmacy" in the city, and many regiments would come to him to replenish their reserves.

"Dingling, ringing—" the glass door of the small shop covered with thick yellow sand was pushed open, and with the sound of wind chimes, a tall young man walked in with his head bowed.

It was an Asian man in his twenties. His fair skin seemed out of place with his surroundings. He was wearing a short-sleeved black T-shirt, field pants, and military boots. The windproof scarf blocked the lower half of his face below his nose.

He raised his head, revealing a pair of clear and sharp phoenix eyes, but in the next second, they turned into a very pleasing crescent shape.

"Oh, Luo!" Smoking a pipe, Old Mulder greeted him with a thick slap like a cattail fan, "Everything is ready!"

Luo Cheng pulled off the scarf and said with a smile: "The money is also ready."

Old Mu De laughed and said: "Talking about money hurts feelings, talking about money hurts feelings, well!"

Luo Cheng pulled down the backpack on his back, took out a thick dollar bill and put it on the table covered with a layer of dirty grease.Old Mulder counted the money with a smile on his face, but Luo Cheng was not in a hurry to go to the warehouse behind to order the goods, but leaned against the counter, raised his watch to check the time, and then looked up at the corner of the ceiling, where the poor signal Small screen TV.

The speech of the leader of the opposition was being broadcast on TV. Old Mulder looked up with no surprise, lowered his head and continued to count the money, and asked habitually, "How much is this guy's head worth?"

"500 million, maybe?" Luo Cheng shrugged, "Anyway, it's the same back and forth."

Old Mulder took a deep puff of his cigarette, shook his head with a smile, and after counting the money, he slammed the banknotes on the table, then turned and walked towards the safe with satisfaction, "This guy is at the Mohad Hotel next door. , Luo, you didn’t come here specially to assassinate him, did you?”

Luo Cheng laughed: "You shouldn't be buying medicine here, you should be writing, it's a waste of talent."

"Come on, old Mulder doesn't even read all the big characters!" Old Mulder locked the safe and laughed loudly, "Besides, it's written that I make a lot of money selling medicine?"

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

Luo Cheng bit his lip, counting silently in his heart.

"Aren't you going to get the goods?" Old Mulder walked back and nestled in the broken sofa.

Five, four, three...

Luo Cheng supported the table with one hand, raised his eyes and smiled at him: "Uncle Mude..."

Two, one.

With a sudden effort, he supported the table with one hand and volleyed to Old Mulder, grabbed his collar and yanked hard, and the chubby man fell to the ground with him.

All the glass burst in an instant, the lingering chandelier in the room was completely dead, and the shop was plunged into darkness.

On the street outside, the sounds of people running, cries for help, car horns, and bullets bouncing one after another like beans in a hot pot gradually sounded.

Old Mulder clutched his old waist and cursed in pain: "Fuck/You, Luo..."

Luo Cheng knocked off the broken glass above his head and stood up, laughing: "Surprise! The party begins—"

[You can't stop, do you have to make such a big commotion? 】

Luo Cheng took out the carbine from his backpack and quickly assembled it, his expression suddenly became tame and satisfied, with a smile like a child begging for praise.

[How about it, am I handsome? 】

【……so so. 】

【Hey, don't be shy, baby~】

【To shut up! 】

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