I will resume update tomorrow, and there is still a last point of setting that has not been completed. I have referenced some information~~Sorry~

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is the sequelae of orgasm. After writing a plot with severe emotional fluctuations, I feel tired all over. The author who is good at writing this kind of article must have a deep understanding...

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Wei Youliang's eyes were beating and his newspaper was trembling.

This is a paper newspaper. The paper is just like the newspaper in the living world. It is not very good or bad.

He had heard that this was an underworld industry, and it was moved directly here by the Great Transfer of the Universe by King Yama. He worked overnight for a month before millions of newspapers were released and distributed to major communities.

Yes, community, this word made him feel extremely moved, feeling the familiarity.

He was still talking around him, and this was a community reading group - it is said that the so-called Yan Luo personally issued an order, which ordered that the list must be submitted within three days, and this was the establishment of the reading group. The purpose is to implement the spirit of the 10th National Congress of the Communist Party of China... No! Implement the will of Yan Luo in the underworld, such as now.

No ghost around them spoke. They were all ghosts from Shanhaiguan, Qufu. The most common kind. After death, they came to Shanhaiguan unknowingly.

At that time, they thought this was the underworld.

Yes... Such a majestic, majestic and magnificent city has gathered hundreds of millions of ghosts, how can it not be an underworld?

It was so powerful that the first time they knew about the king beast, they were so scared that they hid in their house and shivered. However, the king beast could not get close to it for three thousand meters.

It is so impeccable that it is worthy of the reputation of the world's number one level.

However, just a month ago, they realized that they... were actually rebels?

That is not the underworld, it is just a mirror and a water moon, and it is done by the evil ghosts. And the real underworld... is the famous Yang family army in history to suppress the rebellion?

This month, there is a complete curfew. The giant city, which was originally brightly lit at night, is now silent. It is like a grave. Countless underworld soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys at all times. Once they are found out going out at night, they will be taken away immediately.

"Everyone... take a look." He closed his eyes and handed the newspaper to other ghosts: "It's written very clearly..."

"I'll say one more thing." A soldier in ancient armor stood quietly in front of everyone. He said without hesitation: "Mr. Qin will not pursue the past, but will only punish the evil people. You are still ghost people. However, they are ghost people in the underworld."

"Everyone, why is the underworld called the underworld? You... will know soon."

Oh... By the way, Yan Luo seemed to be surnamed Qin... Wei Youliang shut up and thought to himself.

The person who said that is the "instructor" from Qin Yanluo to every community, who is specifically responsible for ideological and political work.

Perhaps because he was afraid that his words would cause the opposite effect, the instructor smiled slightly: "Kong Mo was a thief in the underworld, fled to Dongshan, and stole the treasure of the underworld, Lijing Palace. He could protect your safety at most. But this is just the most basic."

"Do you know when your loved ones will come down?"

"Do you want to dream in the world?"

"Only the underworld can do these! The real underworld is not a thief!" After saying that, the instructor nodded: "This is a special issue specially published by the Underworld Yin Media Group. You can take a closer look. The cause and effect of the matter is all above. And... at 6 o'clock tonight, there will be a live broadcast of the first ghost civil representative/conference of the underworld hosted by Lord Qin. I believe... your ideas will change."

Oh... By the way, and... That's what I reported a few days ago. The first Ghost Representatives/Conference... I heard that a total of fifty representatives have been selected from various regions. It will be held today.

Wei Youliang looked at the hourglass on the table, and there were still two hours left.

I don't know how many eyes are looking at this moment.

After keeping circulating, with Yin Media's strength, of course, it is impossible to satisfy the viewing of millions of Yin Spirits, so I can only take a newspaper to take turns to read it. I notified three days ago that it was their turn today, and it was the last group of this community. At the same time, it was basically announced that all communities had finished reading.

On his right hand was a somewhat obese ghost. He couldn't wait to take it over and immediately looked down.

"Great Victory!!" begins with two festive red characters, which are extremely eye-catching.

"The first expansion war in the underworld was in the east. After 19 hours of attack, the rebel Kong Mo's headquarters was captured. The treasure of the underworld stolen by Kong Mo returned to his post. In this battle, more than 500,000 enemies were killed, and our army paid the price of more than 60,000 Yin soldiers. It can be said that the first victory since the founding of the new underworld! It can be regarded as a model of winning with fewer and winning with strangers!"

"Kong Mo is a man who is insidious and cunning. He planned the crime of Confucius's rebellion in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in the world. He was called a Confucian sinner. After being sentenced to the underworld, his heart was undead. At the end of the old underworld calendar, the sinner Kong Mo stole the Lijing Palace, which happened to Ksitigarbha ascend to heaven and was in chaos in the underworld. Qin Yanluo was ordered to be in heaven in danger and succeeded to the third Yanluo. He did not have the energy to pursue the location of Lijing Palace and let him be free for a hundred years."

"However, the retribution of heaven is unhappy. A hundred years later, the underworld army will come to Dongshan again, level the Shanhaiguan, and regain Lijing Palace. The following is a real report on the war..."

Shashasha... all the ghosts around came over, and their faces changed continuously as they looked at the words above. After about forty minutes, the fat ghosts breathed a sigh of relief and turned over.

Below is an article introducing the collapse of the old underworld and the situation of the new underworld, which is very scattered. When I saw the life and death book, the Yan Luo Seal, Di Ting and other words, all the ghosts gasped.

This is something that only the orthodox underworld has!

I...really followed the rebels?

The newspaper introduction is very detailed, from the ascension of Ksitigarbha to the wise and magical Qin Yanluo taking over the third King of Yama, all of which are detailed. Lord Qin is simply perfectly not like a real person! The evil charm is so fierce that you can't close your legs!

Dead silence.

There was only the sound of newspapers flipping on the scene, and finally, they saw the last page.

It was a list filled with countless names.

"I would like to commemorate all those who died in this Wuyang Eastern Expedition."

"Founders of the Kingdom: Mu Guiying, Yang Yande, Zhao Qi."

"Cheng Zili, Wang Youde, Lei Ming, Tang Wenshan, Qi Xiangwu, Long Qin, Wang Lun, Feng Rao..."

It’s probably tens of thousands!

Holding this newspaper, he seemed to be savoring the tragic battle. I don’t know how long it took for the newspaper to return to Wei Youliang’s hand. He held it respectfully with both hands and handed it back to the instructor.

Just as the other party took it, suddenly, a melodious bell rang in their ears.

When... when... surrounds the entire Shanhaiguan.

Everyone looked at each other, the ghost fire flashed, and the heart that had just calmed down began to thunder.

This is the Ten Thousand Soul Bell on the top floor of the city in the city. Master Kong once said that before the most critical moment, the Ten Thousand Soul Bell will not ring, and you are safe.

However... Qufu was broken, and the bell still has not ringed. Instead, it is ringing now, which is really ironic...

Lord Kong cannot keep us safe.

Then... it may be good to be with the real government. But first, we must determine what kind of government it is. Just look at the things in the newspaper. They have died once and are old enough. Is this government the so-called real underworld, or another rebel...

They, this time, only believe in their own eyes.

Open the door and walk towards the nearby party square - the above said that all ghosts must gather in the square.

Brush... As the door opened, an incredible scene surged into their eyes. Although they were used to it.

Most of the Qufu Shanhaiguan still looks the same. The difference is that many buildings that have never been seen appear around the city.

One of them is a huge white building covering an area of ​​at least a few thousand meters, which is about twenty meters high, but only one floor, as magnificent as the Temple of Athens, with high stairs below. It is also a bit like the Great Hall of the People in the world, and in the center is a pattern of listening. Pure ancient Chinese architecture, carved beams and painted buildings, gorgeous and majestic.

This is something that Shanhaiguan has never seen before... Wei Youliang looked at the building blankly, just like this Shanhaiguan... It suddenly appeared overnight... It seemed like it happened half a month ago...

It was so clear that I could hardly see the roof, but a couplet on the building was reflected in my heart like a flame.

I was blowing the lights in the middle of the night and was in a strange dream.

The third update is about to reflect the worm that breaks the heart and turns the paradox.

The more I looked, the more I felt scared. I didn't dare to look at it anymore. He quickly slid across his eyes and looked at other buildings.

Another building is equally majestic and magnificent, with seven floors in total, and the eaves are full of sculptures of the underworld beasts. The same couplet is clearly invisible, but it is reflected in my heart.

Yin and Yang fish, black and white.

Between humans and ghosts, different paths are the same.

There are three buildings around, the former military camp, the city in the city that is not close to, and now several tall buildings are shining. One of them is very far apart, no... it should not be called one, but one.

A dry tree.

The tree was full of strange human face fruits, countless ghost fires circling among them, and... they were filled with skeleton crows all over the trees! There were only two small red dots in the empty eyes, one was opened and one was shrunk, making him feel chilled.

No matter what!

Gripping his teeth, he took a deep breath and walked out.

Just look at this one if you don’t know what to do!

No matter what... that man named Qin cannot kill all the ghosts, right?

The rabbit is still biting when he is anxious!

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"You don't seem to care at all?" In a tall building, Alsace held hands and rolled his eyes to Qin Ye: "Why are you busy with this month? You seem to have forgotten?"

"Qufu has been defeated, but how to be stable and how to contact the previous work is the top priority. Now you are dragging me here..." She looked around.

This is a room of about a kilometer.

On the ground is a relief sculpture of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, surrounded by the eight divine patterns of the dragons. It is very high, and you can almost overlook the whole city from here.

"Are you finally coveting the beauty of this palace?"

Qin Ye, Ye, was also proud and stood in front of Arthas with his hands behind his back, stretched out one hand and hooked it: "Don't talk nonsense. I've been waiting for a long time today!"

"Come here, I'm going to hit ten!"

Arthas glanced at him: "Why are slutty young people so arrogant?"

"I don't know..." Qin Ye began to kick his legs and stretch his muscles and bones: "I feel like I'm about to evolve from the style of the second-year painting into a hot-blooded comic... Now I feel that I can easily settle you?"

Titicaca... He beat his neck and there was a crisp sound. He nodded comfortably, yes, feeling good.

Then he looked at Arthas like an enemy who killed his father: "It's time to settle our account!"

Arthas agreed deeply: "Yes, our bad fate is more than 400 chapters... It's really complicated..."

Brush... The wind lingers, and Qin Ye's Yin-Difference appears. Just when he is about to take action, Alsace said gracefully: "I admit defeat."

Then he turned around and left without looking back.

Wave your sleeves without taking away a cloud.

Damn?

Qin Ye’s eyes were all out behind him.
Chapter completed!