At the mountain gate.

Yan Jun glanced at the formation that was forcibly broken through by the bull head and horse face.

His eyebrows were frowned and he turned to ask Judge Cui:

"How much salary do they have to deduct? Let's go back and fill it in for Daoxuan."

Judge Cui shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"Mr. Yan Jun, I've deducted it early in the morning and I still owe the underworld five hundred years."

"Is this happening? After the reform of Fengdu, hasn't the old accounts been written off with them?"

Judge Cui said innocently:

"Mr. Yan, what I am talking about is the new account. If I count the old ones, I'm afraid I will owe the underworld more than 7,300 years."

Hearing this, the King of Hell suddenly had nothing to say, his eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and his veins stormed.

"Where is the public account?"

"That's even more difficult, and several major projects are eagerly waiting for funding."

"The satellite city in Fengdu is currently under construction, and it is necessary to install the Disney Water Park, and another large amount of money will be filled in."

The King of Hell shook his face and said coldly:

"Which brain-dead project is this? Do you have to restore everything by learning 1-to-1 like the human world? Do I agree?!"

Judge Cui pushed his glasses and said calmly:

"In fact, this is what Lord Yan Jun, you personally requested, and what you requested is a perfect restore of 1 to 1."

"And the specifications of the satellite city were built based on the Magic City."

The King of Hell's face changed and he said furiously: "When will I..."

"Just half a month ago, you gave an order when you went to the City God Temple in Demon City in person."

Hearing this, the King of Hell seemed to have recalled something and rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

"Forget it, Daoxuan shouldn't care about this little money. And that's a stupid thing that Niu Tou and Horse Face do, so he asked him to find the two hob meats to go!"

"clear!"

Shaking his head, a black cloud appeared under the feet of the King of Hell and flew towards the Crystal Palace.

His eyes accidentally flew past the body of the Shocking Falcon.

The latter instantly felt cold all over and his face turned pale.

"It's really... it's the King of Hell?"

Yi Qingxue shivered and her hair stood up.

The Shocking Falcon was almost suffocated in horror, and finally recovered.

"I finally know why there are no people from the Taoist Palace. As long as they are not relatives and friends of the real person of Dishuiguan, they are not worthy of attending the banquet!"

"It shouldn't be more outrageous, right?"

"Wait, the underworld's yin gods gather together, and that's the top..."

At this time, the old man said aloud again:

"The Kitchen Lord is the only one who is the Kitchen Lord, please come to the banquet!"

Hearing this sound, Jingtian Falcon and Yi Qingxue were excited.

Everyone respects the Kitchen God, so there is no need to be afraid.

The two looked at the mountain gate with curiosity, but the figure of the Kitchen God was not seen.

At this moment, an old and hearty laughter came from behind the two.

"Hahaha! I'm here~"

The two of them turned their heads and saw an old figure flying towards the Crystal Palace by stepping on auspicious clouds.

With their astonished eyes, they swayed and turned into a big red official uniform.

He smiled and nodded, and walked into it.

Yi Qingxue pointed at the old man in shock and stammered for a long time and couldn't speak.

She couldn't recognize this figure. Not long ago, she sent her a big red envelope in the backyard!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Shocking Falcon asked in surprise when she saw that her expression was wrong.

Yi Qingxue shook her head.

She was wondering what are the identities of the other two old grandpas who gave her a big red envelope?

Speaking of which, she hadn't had time to dismantle those three big red envelopes.

Immediately afterwards, the old man's loud voice rang again.

"The Lord of Crystal Palace, East China Sea Crazy Dragon, please come to the banquet!"

Shocking Falcon grinned:

"The East China Sea Mad Dragon?"

"Who is so arrogant?"

Yi Qingxue's little face wrinkled.

"Bald, are you crazy?"

"Have you forgotten the big guys in front of you?"

Jingtian Falcon's face froze and he smiled awkwardly: "It shouldn't be..."

Not finished speaking.

A deafening roar suddenly came from his ears!

Jingtian Falcon and Yi Qingxue's heads were buzzing, and they hurriedly covered their ears and looked back.

I saw a huge figure soaring into the sky, with golden scales and a faint phantom appearing in the clouds.

A majestic and arrogant dragon head slowly poked out from the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the huge mouth opened and a dragon roar was heard again.

Immediately turned into a human form and fell to the front of the Crystal Palace. I was energetic and smiling.

Mr. Long pretended to be big and satisfied.

Nianxu showed a helpless smile:

"What's the bad name? I have to call you Donghai Kuanglong. Are you a child?"

Mr. Long smiled and said, "It's rare that I won't be so glorious when I have such a party?"

"It's okay to make such a big noise, it scares the child."

As he said that, he glanced in the direction of Yi Qingxue.

"Two friends, come to the banquet quickly."

The old man's smile sounded into Yi Qingxue and Jingtian Falcon's ears.

With a gentle wave, a auspicious cloud immediately appeared under the feet of the two, carrying them toward the Crystal Palace.

The two were shocked and then calmed down quickly.

Yi Qingxue looked at the kind-hearted and beautiful Nianxi, and was secretly curious.

These three old grandfathers, one is the Kitchen God, and the other is actually a dragon!

What is the identity of the third grandfather Nian?

What is the subject of the Drop Water View?

Is he an immortal in heaven?

At the same time, inside the crystal palace.

Mr. Lin and Zixu who were sitting below were also feeling relieved.

Watching one big figure after another enter, even the King of Hell was invited!

OK! Have they ever seen such a big formation?

On weekdays, I draw talismans and invite gods, and it is amazing to be able to invite a yin god of judge level.

Now, let alone the civil and military judges, even the City God and the King of Hell are guests of the Dripping Water Temple.

This made it difficult for both master and apprentice not to be frightened.

It was not until Yi Qingxue walked in that Zixu felt a little comforted.
To be continued...