Sudden!

Du Ziren realized something amazing.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

"Jiang Chao! What are you doing?! Stop it quickly!" Du Ziren stepped forward and stopped him.

As the Ghost Emperor, Du Ziren's cultivation is naturally unfathomable. He grabbed Jiang Chao's arm and dragged Jiang Chao aside.

The camera turned to Xiao Zunfeng, and saw that his body was already transparent, and his whole body was covered with golden shoe prints.

He is a tuberculosis ghost.

It's even more miserable now.

He trembled his hands and hugged his head. If he didn't look closely, he thought he was dead.

"Rareless! You dare to beat the Yin Guan in the court again! Are you afraid of your life??" Du Ziren roared.

Jiang Chao smashed the flip flops in his hand.

Another scream.

Jiang Chao broke away from Du Ziren's hand.

"What does it have to do with you when I teach my subordinates? What's wrong with beating Yin Shen? Are there few Yin Shens I, Jiang Chao, have beaten?"

"This is the General Judgment Hall. Even the General Judgment Palace didn't say anything. Why did you jump out and do something wrong? Are you fucking a slut? Do you deserve a slap?"

Du Ziren has been a ghost emperor for thousands of years and has never been scolded like this.

The voice of the Chastander sounded.

"Tsk, what should I do? The Yin Zhengshi is seriously injured. How can I serve my sentence?"
Chapter completed!