When... the bell at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night echoed in the streets of Seoul again. In Seoul, where there are many churches, the bells are not surprising. As soon as the bells rang, a familiar cold surged up.

At some point, the courtyard where they were staying was covered with yin energy. Qin Ye picked up the curtain and took a look. A gorgeous carriage led by eight skeleton war horses had stopped at the door. The groom and attendant stood respectfully on both sides.

More than that.

The car is a Chinese-style carriage, carved with the rising moon and the candle dragon lanterns. It is carefully crafted. The palace lanterns on the four corners are also in the shape of lotus flowers, which are beautiful. A trace of blue-blue smoke sank into the darkness with the burning of ghost fires in the palace lanterns.

Behind the carriage were eight ghosts wearing eunuchs' clothes, and the whisk was swayed on the right. After the eunuchs, the ghosts in the costumes of nine palace maids on the left, and the ghosts in the costumes of six boys on the right. The bright red red shore flowers on the left and the dark willow branches on the right. Finally, there were six ghosts in the ladies, wearing gilded canopies and supporting the colorful screen made of feathers of unknown Yin beasts.

After the convoy, there were ninety-nine Yin soldiers wearing new tiger armor. The ghost fire burning on the armor was like a long light in the dark night, majestic and solemn.

"What a big situation..." Wang Chenghao also came over and looked at him in surprise.

"Of course." Shang Yang sneered: "Liu Yu dared to collude with the underworld in the foreign land, and he would not be willing to die! What he is afraid of is the liquidation of the underworld in China, and he dares to put on the air of the so-called Lord of the Underworld in Hanyang?"

At this moment, all the eunuchs's whisks were swung from the whisk, from right to left, and shouted out a grand smell in a sharp voice: "The auspicious time has come, please get on the car!"

Swipe... All the ghosts were half kneeling on the ground. Qin Ye took Wang Chenghao, Oda Nobuta, and turned into Yinfeng and appeared in front of the car instantly.

"Welcome to the angel!" The ninety-nine ghost soldiers from behind said in a deep voice. Qin Ye got into the carriage calmly. After a few seconds, a whip sounded and the carriage roared away.

The low-lying chanting sounded, and Wang Chenghao curiously opened a gap in the window and looked over. The entire convoy was one inch above the ground, floating on the ground, with the yin energy rolling below, and the ghost fire above floating. As he walked, the guard of honor threw the money and paper all over the sky. Wherever he passed, all the lonely ghosts screamed and retreated.

He could hardly feel the carriage shaking, and the stability was comparable to that of the high-speed rail in the world. Qin Ye didn't have this interest to poke his head out to see, and the angel could not lose his posture. However, he still felt that the temperature around him was dropping rapidly.

"Have you entered the Yin-Yang crack?" He closed his eyes and rested. He could feel the light outside the car constantly changing, and his breath also started to be rich in yang energy, and now it was completely yin energy.

It should have arrived...

"Sigh Lulu!" Almost at the same time, the skeleton horse neighed. A gentle knock sounded outside the car door: "Angel, here."

Qin Ye opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and pushed the door and got out of the car. His eyes suddenly became clear.

This was the first time he had come to the foreign underworld.

Wherever you see, there is a small palace group, which is magnificent, with palace lanterns under the eaves, and the green ghost fires put a layer of weirdness on the golden color. Ladies stood beside the vermilion pillars, at least hundreds of ghost soldiers, carrying lanterns, patrolling the entire palace group.

He looked back and saw that outside the palace walls in the distance, the ghost fire was connected to the sky, which was a lantern lit by ghosts and people. Singing and dancing to the level, the ancient Chinese attics were one after another, and the ghost fire formed a sea of ​​stars. The prosperity of Hanyang was even only Pengqiu.

My own development time is still too short... Hanyang is like this. I don’t know how brilliant New Delhi, Cairo, and Athens are.

At this moment, he had the urge to go outside and take a look.

Only by knowing oneself and one’s enemy can one win every battle.

He withdrew his gaze and looked forward, where two ghosts had already come out.

Liu Yu, wearing a black official uniform, and Rumentsev, wearing a flamboyant marquis uniform.

"The Marquis Zhong's Angels came, and it was a mistake to welcome him." Lumentsev extended his hand eagerly, as if nothing had happened to the two of them. He smiled and said, "Please, Count Liu has arranged a banquet, and I'll wait for you."

Liu Yu's face was stiff and his form was stronger than that of others. He couldn't help but smile. He walked up with a smile and bowed slightly: "Now, I should call you Zhong Fujun. If you have any questions, please."

"Judge Liu." Qin Ye also smiled falsely and shook hands, regardless of Liu Yu's even more ugly face when he heard the word Judge. His eyes passed by the two of them and looked at the golden painted roof behind: "Gilded glass... for the royal family. It's beyond."

Liu Yu took a deep breath and pressed the idea of ​​chopping Zhong Kui and feeding the dog. He smiled and said, "Yes, I have ordered the rebuilding."

Qin Ye nodded and, accompanied by Rumentsev, entered the hall.

It has to be said that Liu Yu's dream of the emperor has become obsessed with it. As soon as he entered, Qin Ye immediately discovered that the entire hall was built according to the emperor's specifications. However, after obvious temporary modification, there is no Nine Dragon Chair on the throne now, but a shaman chair that meets the identity of the judge. But...

Just like the golden glass roof outside, small things can be changed, such as Panlong Giant Column, Candle Dragon Palace Lanterns, Diting Murals... but these cannot be moved away.

"It seems that Judge Liu has been doing well in the past century?" Qin Ye said with a smile as he walked.

"Thank you to the King of Hell to be healthy." Liu Yu's smile was almost stiff. He wanted to throw the cup as a sign now, and immediately rushed in to chop the Chinese angel into pieces!

However, the same thing is said, I can't, nor dare.

If you lose, you have to admit it. If you are beaten, you must stand at attention. No matter how proud a person is, he must bow his head in the face of the Basic Law of Survival.

Including the only thousand people killed in history.

Qin Ye said oh clearly and suddenly said, "But Judge Liu heard that sleep is not good?"

Liu Yu's face was almost ashen, and he didn't speak, and the corners of his mouth were still professional and stiff.

The slap was slapped on the face, and he guessed what the other party was going to say below. He moved his hands several times on his waist, but was grabbed by Rumensev and glared at him fiercely. His back was trembling so much that he calmed down.

Qin Ye would not consider the feelings of the loser, nor would he consider the ideas of the traitor. Youran said: "If I hadn't had a bad sleep, how could I have a big dream of spring and autumn?"

"Mr. Zhong!" A sentence was like digging a live volcano. Liu Yu's anger finally erupted. He shook off Ruméntsev and held his hand, stared at Zhong Kui, and said from his teeth: "The three kings of hell have promised me to be independent! What do you mean? Could it be the instructing of the King of Hell? As one of the four permanent members, the king of Hell of China is so unfaithful? What does this make other underworlds think? How do you treat the king of Hell of China honestly?!"

Rumensev sighed and closed his eyes.

Some people have easy changes in their own nature, but difficult to change their nature.

It seems that Russia shouldn't bet on Liu Yu, otherwise... he wouldn't be so embarrassed today.

Don’t he know that what the winner says is the truth? Nothing the loser says is useless. A contract? It’s just waste paper, especially when talking about a contract. If he is the King of Hell in China and tolerate the independence of the twelve heavens at his doorstep, that would be a huge joke.

The international underworld society will swell the face of the third king of Hell... This nature is like China's declaration of Taiwan/independence, which is simply impossible.

"It's ridiculous!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ye's voice was louder than him, and he sneered: "The three kings of Hell agreed. However, there was no date for announcement, and no official international notice. Before you were formally independent, you brought foreign underworlds into the vassal states of China! Did you deceive Lord Diting and could not hear it? Or did you deceive the second king of Hell no longer care about the world?!"

"As a vassal official in the twelve heavenly lords of China, you are eager to betray the motherland for unrighteousness, and intercepting the motherland for unkindness! The underworld of China did not announce it and did not believe in it and did not believe in it! You are ashamed of your great reputation in history!"

"You..." Liu Yu's face turned into pig's liver.

He was reminding Qin Ye that he always pointed out the third King of Hell, just to tell the other party that he had not told the Russian underworld this trump card, and the current situation of the underworld! Don't force him into a hurry!

However, unexpectedly, Qin Ye immediately came back, listening carefully and second sentences made him realize the current situation more clearly.

Di Ting is still there... Although the second one has not come forward,... fate has appeared! This is no different from the second king of Hell in the new underworld!

Even if he was killed by a thousand people, he would not dare to face monsters like the second king of hell.

That's a person who shouldn't belong to this world!

"Two." Rumentsev had to come out to smooth things over, and said dryly: "Why discuss these things? Everything happened. Everyone has their own misunderstandings. Today we are here just to find ways to solve this problem? Come, please sit down."

"The way?" Qin Ye adhered to the fine tradition of being arrogant and looked at Rumentsev in confusion: "Isn't it the compensation for the Russian underworld to trespass into the vassal states of China?"

He turned his sleeves and left: "If it's a way...sorry, I think it's more appropriate to discuss with the Tsar the second king of Hell."

Why do you... ask for some names that shouldn't be mentioned at any time?! Is it okay to mention someone's name foul?!

Rumentsev suppressed the disgust in his heart, grabbed Qin Ye's sleeve, and smiled sincerely: "Yes, compensation. The Russian underworld must have corresponding compensation. After that, let's go through this article. Marquis Zhong, please sit down."

Qin Ye snorted coldly and sat down at the top without hesitation.

Wherever the angels of the Yin Kingdom of China were sent, they must be the leader.

"I don't have to say anything extra." As soon as I sat down, facing the delicious food on the table, Qin Ye didn't even look at it, and said directly: "First of all, Hua Guo is not in the mood and doesn't plan to care about this matter."

This was planned before coming, and he would not force Liu Yu to be too cruel. Otherwise, if he really told the current situation of the underworld in China, both sides would suffer losses.

If you want to kill, you have to kill him with one knife! Don’t give him the chance to ask for help or reveal the news!

Liu Yu and Rumentsev both breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is no need to beautify this time, everyone knows it. So... take a look at this." Qin Ye's fingers flicked and a scroll flew into Lumentsev's hands.
Chapter completed!