Brush—! Written in brocade, the imperial edict covered with a large vermilion seal was wrinkled. Under the light, Liu Yu, who should have long beards brushed against his chest and was handsome, had a hint of distortion.

"Sir, is this?" asked a middle-aged man in black robe right beside him frowned.

This is a room of about 100 square meters. The red pillars are carved and the crane incense burner emits a little agarwood. At this moment, the door of the room was closed tightly. On the Eight Immortals Table in the center of the room, there were exquisite fruit and dessert fragrant tea. Around this table, including Liu Yu, there were four men sitting.

They were all the generals who followed him at that time, Zhu Lingshi, Chen Tianzi, and Wang Zhene.

"Look at it for yourself." Liu Yu raised his hand, and the imperial edict flew to the center of the table like waste paper, clanging the jade plate containing snacks and fruits. Zhu Lingshi raised his eyebrows, grabbed the imperial edict and took a look, and his eyebrows also frowned.

"What did you say?" Chen Tianzi and Wang Zhene spoke almost at the same time. But Zhu Lingshi did not answer, but frowned and picked up the teacup and took a sip. Instead, Liu Yu gently stroked his long beard and sneered: "Chengxin, call me to come to Beijing to meet him."

No sound.

Five seconds later, the tall Chen Tianzi said in surprise: "It's gone?"

"Just this sentence!" Liu Yu slapped the table suddenly, and the teacup almost turned over.

The surroundings were silent again.

Chen Tianzi, Wang Zhene, and Zhu Lingshi, these three people can be called top military generals in any dynasty. They kill people like Ma and have a decisive personality. However, at this moment, they did not speak out strangely.

A few seconds later, Zhu Lingshi sighed: "Sir, the flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year."

"The current King of Qin is not the former child who was Chengxin." He gently stroked the wrinkled table with some emotion: "In the past twenty years of development, the new underworld has long changed. We... it's time to bow our heads."

He raised his head and pointed to the palace lantern above his head. It was an ancient palace lantern, but it emitted a soft light: "New energy opened the international door in one fell swoop, and even Sanchang no longer had the idea of ​​driving him down. With the establishment of base stations one by one, their relationship with China is much closer than that with us. Adults... the times have changed."

Liu Yu didn't speak, and after a long time he breathed a sigh of relief, he said in a daze: "Has I done something wrong?"

"You can't say it wrong," Wang Zhenye sighed: "Who didn't want to cede land and become king in the situation back then? The fault is that we didn't make up our minds, and there were two scoundrels, Yu Qian and Yang Jiye. The underworld is much more decisive than we imagined."

"After the Grand Court meeting, we missed the best opportunity with new weapons. Then, they immediately took down Pengqiu City."

"At that time... we almost couldn't get in. The next deterrence of the second generation of Yan Luo, followed by the return of the Ghost King Zhao, and Yan Qing was suddenly there. All of this happened almost three years."

"It's only three years..." He sighed, shook his head and said nothing.

It was dead silence again.

Finally, Liu Yu said again: "It is useless to say more about the past. What should you do if you say this imperial edict?"

Zhu Lingshi gritted his teeth: "Sir, are you worried... to settle the accounts after autumn?"

Liu Yu sneered: "The third King of Hell is definitely not a good person. Looking at his style of conduct, have you not discovered it yet?"

"He can tolerate it, far more than the second generation can tolerate it. But once he decides to start, there seems to be no failure case. To be honest, I am not afraid of the second generation. The second generation's style of fists will make you obey if you don't accept it. But the third generation... you can't guess at all

What he thinks about you? When he really wants to touch you, it may be a thunder blow."

He picked up the teacup, as if he wanted to take a sip, but he put it down: "Did Zhou Gongjin, Wang Meng and others show their loyalty in advance? Yes. What happened? He was still sent to the grassroots level for more than ten years, and almost no one knew that these famous historical generals were there. If it weren't for the turbid land war, they would have no place for them at all."

"If I answered..." His fists unconsciously clenched and unconsciously pinched the Jinxiu tablecloth to death: "If I answered..."

Is it the Hongmen Banquet waiting for him?

No... Only equal strength is called Hongmen Banquet. It should be said that what is waiting for him is the beheading of the Meridian Gate?

The entire imperial edict only had one sentence, which made him toss and turn and unable to sleep all night.

"Or...we can defect to Uchirasaka." Shen Tianzi murmured: "We have had a lot of negotiations with it over the past hundred years."

"Silly!" Wang Zhene said coldly: "What do you think the Eastern Army does eat? Why do you think Qin Hui is in the three eastern provinces? The financial center of the underworld is in the Pengqiu and the coastal areas of Bao'an! Why doesn't a man go to those places to suppress it and insist on Baba taking office in the three eastern provinces?"

"Believe it or not, if we have any abnormal movements, we will die if we don't want to die! We can't escape the Tsushima Strait! Also, how are you going to go through the Kyushu Masashi barrier? Our connection with Uchirorasaka depends on the Okumamaru. How long has the Okumamaru been missing?"

There was a lot of discussion. Liu Yu didn't speak for a long time. After a full minute, he waved his hand: "Prepare the horse."

"In three weeks, go to Chengxin to meet the emperor."

"In this week... bring all the documents we had communicated with Huang Quan Biryansaka! Take the other party's Yin Yu and go to Chengsheng together."

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The underworld of China, the six realms of reincarnation.

I don’t know which part of the six realms of reincarnation is here. The long corridor is ten meters wide, and on both sides are wall lights of the shaman head. Every five steps, a full-body hangs a shaman standing like a javelin.

There was no sound, and I didn't even know whether the evil spirits under these heavy iron armor were dead or alive. Only the ghost fire in the eyes watched the group walk deeper.

This was a group of red-robed servants wearing black hats, who were respectfully floating on the ground. And right in the middle, Qin Ye walked in the middle with his hands behind his back, stepping on the clouds.

This road seems to have no end, and the boring and similar scenery gives people the feeling of infinite circulation. Except for the circular hall that appears every kilometer, the three extremely rigid and inconsistent differences make people feel as if they have entered the world of reincarnation.

Finally, fifteen minutes later, what appeared in front of him was not the circular hall, but a huge door. It was twenty meters high and fifteen meters wide. On the iron-black gate, on the left is the Diting relief, and on the right is the Xiezhi relief. In the center is an extremely complex Luban lock, with thirty-two pillars.

Next to Luban Lock, Alsace was already here. Seeing Qin Ye's figure, he frowned slightly: "Why do you think of this place?"

Qin Ye waved his hand, and the servants on both sides immediately left like a tide. Until he and Alsace were left, he gently stroked the door and said lightly: "I have heard that the great route is windless and has the most stringent prison advance city in the world. When I see it today, it turns out to be true."

"...I'm sorry, this is called Kowloon Swallowing Prison, and it has nothing to do with Promoting City... Speaking of this, when can you get the Internet out? My Diamond Number is probably gone now!"

Boring, extremely boring!

Qin Ye gave Alsace a blank look in disgust

, This person... can't have a high status. Finally, he found a place where no one could express his feelings to each other. As a result, the other party said: I have graduated from kindergarten.

"Open the door!" Qin Ye shouted angrily. Now I think that even if I can't find a chance, even if I've been so quick... Wouldn't I be tired of carrying it like this every day?

Is this what is called gain and loss?

I gained power, but lost my worries?

Rumble... The extremely complex thirty-two-pillar Luban lock slowly opened in front of Qin Ye. Inside was a cold world.

There were pale ghost fires everywhere, without a trace of light. The lighting was made of huge candles. There was a huge passage in the center. On both sides were the head wall lamps of the underworld beasts, burning with ghost fires. But Qin Ye knew very well that if there was any emergency, these flames would erupt immediately. Turn this place into a sea of ​​fire.

This is the inflammation of reincarnation.

A flame that is more advanced than the fire of hell. Under the judge, he will die if he touches it.

Just on both sides of the passage, there are a total of ten gates. Each one is made of Class A ore to ensure absolute sound insulation. There is no gap.

This is the top prison in the underworld - Promotion... No, it is the Kowloon Swallowing Prison. Unless Alsace opens the door himself, there is no way to open it.

There is no light, no one. Once you are imprisoned here, you will face eternal darkness.

He came here to see someone.

Crazy... As Alsace opened the fourth cell on the left, a luxuriously decorated room appeared in front of him.

It is about 100 square meters, with a typical ancient Chinese style decoration. And inside, there is a person reading a book sitting quietly.

Or, the spirit of reading.

His body had been worn out, leaving only a pale soul. Being alone in this spacious room did not make people feel angry, but instead felt boundless loneliness.

His limbs were locked with a small silver chain. The silver chain was very long, enough for him to move in this room. It seemed loose, but those who were familiar with materials were clear. This was the spirit-destroying stone. With it, even Yama could not turn it out of the sky.

"Mr. Xu, long time no see." Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

Xu Fu quietly turned over a page of the book, nodded, and spoke calmly: "It's true. Sit."

The three of them sat down at the Eight Immortals Table in the center, and Xu Fu then said slowly: "The book I sent this time is good. I'll send the twenty-four histories next time. I'm going to re-compile the history of China."

"I'm interested." Qin Ye smiled slightly and said casually: "Mr. Xu is living here well?"

Xu Fu sneered: "I can still think of this person thanks to my love. Not bad, the King of Hell has trouble."

It's really good.

At least the second generation did not let him die after the soul-killing. However, the three souls and seven spirits were incomplete, and it was impossible to reincarnate. Qin Ye obviously would not release such a time-based/bomb in China.

Kowloon Swallowing Prison is his most suitable place. Even if you set up a laboratory for him, it would be fine.

Xu Fu now cannot get out of the six realms of reincarnation thousands of miles away.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief and looked straight into the other party's eyes: "I have a problem."

"What was the situation like in Donghua Guohai back then? How familiar are you with Huangquan than Ryosaka?"
Chapter completed!