Qin Ye was ready to escape at any time. Alsace turned his back and held his hand tightly. Qin Ye only felt his temples jumping: "Let go! Let go! If we run away, we can still collect the corpse for the other party. If we are destroyed, we will be dead without a complete corpse!"

"This is your future Yan Luo's obligation. You have to stand for me! Believe it or not, you can run another step without Emperor Song Wu of this palace. I will take you off first!"

Qin Ye was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

After settling down on the restless future Yama, Alsace turned his head and looked coldly at the dilapidated ship: "Since you can see that he is the future Yama, even with our judges, you dare to move the underworld's luck and good deeds?"

Damn, you said it earlier... Is it interesting to see that I am losing my manners in front of the palace? Qin Ye unconsciously straightened his back.

There was no answer on the ship, and there was a dead silence.

Arthas continued to speak in a cold voice: "Or...Do you dare to provoke the majesty of Lord Diting? Even if you can't feel the exact location of the new underworld, I don't believe you can't feel the power of Diting that only the Yin of the Chinese Kingdom can perceive. Killing Yan Luo is like a conspiracy and never participate in the disputes between the three realms. Once you participate in the Heavenly Way of Emperor Wu of Song, no matter how strong you are, you are a judge. Are you sure you can afford it?"

It turns out that I still have a big taste in Di Ting... Qin Ye glanced at Arthas with resentment, "Woman, you are too ignorant and not qualified to have a baby for me." This important news can be concealed until now... Before he knew it, he actually stood up as a martyr's heroic posture, and his posture was a world of difference from just now.

Still no answer.

After three minutes, suddenly, a row of red lights suddenly appeared on the dilapidated ship. Immediately afterwards, the melodious sound of the guqin and the sound of the slap drifted.

Qin Ye then realized that there were rows of lanterns hanging around the ship. With the sound of drums and music, lights were decorated, rows of paper-breaking people swarmed out of the black door, half-kneeling on both sides of the door, a blood-red carpet flew out of the darkness and landed on the ground. The next second, a calm voice sounded: "It's just a joke... Aluo Shasa, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and your words are still so sharp. It seems... You have been wasted for hundreds of years under the Narao abyss."

The voice casually said: "The old underworld has indeed collapsed? In this case, all those who can survive are the elites. It is rare for you and I to meet again. Why not... come up and have a drink?"

"Please board the ship!" As the sound fell, about twenty half-kneel paper-killing people spoke in unison. Immediately afterwards, countless paper money fell from the air for no reason.

The dark night.

The lonely sea.

On the empty boat, there were paper money everywhere and people knelt on the ground. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would have been shocked.

Fortunately, no one of the scene was strictly speaking. Qin Ye's heart had long been trained by continuous supernatural events. He looked at Alsace, and the other party was still hesitating. But at this moment, he gently tapped the ground, jumped several meters high, and landed steadily on the crooked hull.

"What are you doing?" As soon as she fell down, Alsace's solemn voice came from behind: "This is not like you, your personality of not getting up early without profit... Could it be... you found profitable in Emperor Wu of Song?"

"Speak carefully. Remove the two words." Qin Ye gave him a blank look: "My stupid mecha martial artist... can't you surpass your barren brain?"

Before Arthas's anger broke out, he lowered his voice and said, "I ask you, how long has he been granted to Goryeo? How has the current Goryeo underworld developed? Is it a mature market?"

"Of course... wait..." Arthas immediately reacted and gasped: "You... are you... preparing to establish an overseas trade route? With Emperor Wu of Song? This is a scam with the tiger!"

If there are other solutions, of course I don’t want to... Qin Ye is also quite troubled. The problem given by Huang Liangchuan is too realistic. If he wants to maintain the fragile industry of the new underworld, he must open the trade route! Otherwise... the current prosperity will only be a flash in the pan.

Only by communicating with or without can the market be promoted. With the current consumption power and population of ghosts, it is simply not enough to maintain a new light industry.

And Emperor Wu of Song... although it is not the best choice, or even a very bad choice,... it is the only choice now!

It’s better than opening the country’s door and allowing foreign Yin Feathers to swarm in.

"As a Yama, can you tolerate your subordinates' independence?" Arthas's voice became unkind: "What's the difference between you and a fool!"

Qin Ye had already walked to the deck and looked carefully. Where were the lanterns hanging on both sides, but... heads one by one!

I had been dead for a long time, without any blood stains, and it was dug out from my forehead, and it was obviously hollowed out. The red ghost fire burned at night, and even the dense moths in summer did not dare to approach.

The opposite Black Gate seemed to lead to a deep area, and from time to time, bursts of heart-pounding ghost crying sounds came from inside. In conjunction with the paper-breaking people on both sides, the resentment of the guqin sounded like crying, and the scene was indescribable.

He slowly walked up the carpet and lowered his voice, "Then... go to war with him?"

Alsace stopped talking.

We must first settle the internal affairs when fighting against foreign countries. The new underworld has not developed, and everything is empty talk.

"Since there is no other choice, so what if he is independent? And... I am the future Yan Luo. Do you want me to criticize a judge? Isn't this seeking death?"

"...You often criticize me..."

Qin Ye glared at Arthas fiercely, "Woman, you are stupid. Can you chat happily? Can a domestic cat judge who is not dangerous and compare with a tiger judge who has just come out of the mountain?"

Computer Girl, can you understand your identity? Your danger disappears the moment you enter the Summoner's Canyon!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ye stepped into the dark door: "Since you can't do it, don't force it, sooner or later there will be a moment of submission. Why should he be independent? Isn't it because the new underworld is not strong enough? When we become truly strong in the future, isn't it just a matter of just one sentence to conquer Hanyang?"

"And..." His eyes flashed slightly: "The identity of King Hanyang... I'm afraid that the benefits you can dig out are much more than you and I imagined. Of course, the premise is that this official can make him agree..."

Just as I entered, my eyes were dark. My body seemed to have crossed the 100-meter channel in an instant, and the next second, the lights were already on in front of me.

This is a hall with an ancient Chinese style.

The palace built in the Han Dynasty also incorporates some architectural styles from the Song and Ming dynasties. The atmosphere is elegant, and the utensils used are not gold or vermilion, and all are exquisite. On the nine dragon throne in the center, a man wearing an imperial crown and a golden dragon robe was looking at them with interest with a glass of wine.

He is not tall, but at first glance, it gives people a sense of majesty as if he is watching the mountains.

He was not young either, with gray hair and thin body, but no one dared to ignore his existence.

This is a man with his own BGM... Qin Ye only took a look and confirmed the answer. After learning about his own safety, he glanced at the other party with a very cold look.

In the dark eyes of Emperor Wu of Song, there was a golden ghost fire burning. It seemed as if he could feel Qin Ye's eyes. The ghost fire shook, and then his shriveled face cracked a faint smile: "The Lord of the Underworld in Hanyang, I have seen the Lord of the Underworld in China. Please sit down."

There was also a table and chair below. Obviously there was no place for Alsace to sit.

This is an extremely proud man... Qin Ye sat down and quickly guessed the character of Emperor Wu of Song. The other party set this meeting as an emperor's meeting. There was no one around, and Alsace could allow her to come in, but he did not allow her to sit and discuss.

As both judges, in the eyes of the other party, she is far inferior to Qin Ye.

Status gap.

"I really didn't expect it." After a silence, Emperor Wu of Song smiled and said, "The Yama Seal will eventually fall into the hands of such a little ghost, and it has also been approved by your consent. Is this... he lucky, or is it that you, the old and young, are you, desperate to seek medical treatment?"

A killing intent flashed in Alsace's eyes, and at this moment, a more powerful murderous intent followed her like a shadow. She suppressed her.

"I'm so sorry." Qin Ye supported his chin with one hand, and didn't even look at Emperor Wu of Song. He looked at the ceiling in a daze, and tapped the table with the other hand: "Under the leadership of this king, the GDP growth rate of the underworld has reached 1,000% in just one year, and has officially entered the ranks of surpassing Britain and catching up with the United States. At present, he can store all the Yin Lings, Gui Gui, and Gui Gui, and Gui Gui, and have food to eat."

Emperor Wu of Song was stunned.

You wait...

This opening...it doesn't seem to match the current style...

Without giving Emperor Wu of Song to react, Qin Ye was polite: "This year is a year of great success in the history of the development of the new underworld. The establishment of the first Yinjian Department of the Underworld and the full bloom of the underworld project have demonstrated the vigorous development of the new underworld. At the first ghost civil representatives of the underworld, and at the first plenary session, the ruling group headed by this official determined the strategic goals of the new underworld and clarified the practical path."

Emperor Wu of Song stopped holding the wine glass.

The pale and bloodless lips opened slightly, as if they wanted to say something, but they didn't say a word.

It was completely different from what he expected... I talked about governance, political system... I talked about work... I became a fake emperor?

"...Full implement all decisions and deployments of cities, counties, villages and towns, and under the strong leadership of the Party Committee, government, development zone working committee, management committee and town party committee, seize the opportunity and forge ahead. The whole underworld focuses on the "three major tough battles" and focuses on the "five improvements", scientifically coordinates the key points, promotes implementation on the front line, coordinates the promotion of stabilizing growth, promoting reform, adjusts structure, benefiting people's livelihood, and prevents risks..."

The scene was silent. Arthas looked at Qin Ye like a ghost, and was so numb that he was shown by this operation!

What are you doing about a thousand-year-old government work report?!

And it has been temporarily modified according to local conditions?!

It is simply a beautiful flower! Chen X is showing off! Seven-showing! The creation is so beautiful! The mountains and rivers are beautiful! The only one is beautiful! The lady of a family!

"... Strengthen basic guarantees, install 353 transformers, set up 87.86 kilometers of high-voltage lines, 51.17 kilometers of low-voltage lines, solve more than 100,000 households with ghost and civilian electricity problems; carefully organize and carry out animal epidemic prevention work... Sorry, this is still under the plan... Complete land rights confirmation of 377 households and 6928.644 mu, with a 99.5% right confirmation rate, rectify more than 900 illegal road occupation and operation behaviors of mobile vendors, standardize more than 400 mobile stalls, and demolish 18 illegal buildings..."

At the end, Qin Ye had already stood up, pulled his collar, and glanced at Emperor Wu of Song disdainfully: "The above is the workload of the local government this year, all of which is the one who promotes supervision by me. Please correct me by the King of Hanyang."

When... the wine glass in King Hanyang's hand fell to the ground, the wine spilled all over the floor, and his beard was trembling.

What the hell is this!
Chapter completed!