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270. Chapter 270 Thunder Rolling

"He is my boss, I'll listen to him!"

Ren Shuai's face is natural.

In the air, King Xizhi's majestic face was stunned for a moment, and then looked at me incredibly. When he discovered my strength, he frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect that Ren Shuai, who was so awesome in his eyes, would actually follow a master like me.

"Sir, he is just an ordinary Taoist priest, not even a congenital spiritual body, and he is not worthy of being your boss." King Xizhi was kind and tempted, with a bitter expression on his face.

Grandpa and I were also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the golden lock in my body that recognized my ancestors could not even see the strongest man in the four directions after blocking my system and the sky eyes!

"You know nothing!"

Ren Shuai stared at King Xizhi with some dissatisfaction, and directly exaggerated.

King Xizhi and Meng Po were both stunned. I think that over the past thousands of years, no one has scolded him like this, except Gu Moru and his elders, right?

"He is my boss, and Bai Wuchang handed me over to him personally. I have already determined that no one can replace him!"

This is the first time we have seen Ren Shuai, a laughing ghost, with such a serious face.

My fat grandfather and I were warm and we smiled knowingly.

"Bai Wuchang? What is he? He doesn't deserve to carry your shoes! Don't you know that you were yin in your previous life?"

Before King Xizhi finished speaking, thunder rolled on the other side of the river, slashing his face to the point of terrible sight. Even his wife kept twitching, looking at the air worriedly.

"Damn, what kind of thunder? It's so fierce that it's slashing the soul and mind of the Ghost King in the Four Territory into this way! If it's slashed on the body, wouldn't it be instantly turned into ashes?"

The fat man screamed, and hid behind me. This guy stretched his head and his head, his eyes turned, as if he felt it was unreliable behind me, and then instantly moved behind my grandfather.

"This is" Grandpa's eyes narrowed slightly and hesitated: "Leak the secret of heaven and be punished by heaven and thunder?"

Gu Moru looked at his indifferent face and gloated, and smiled: "I deserve it. This guy was chopped before he could reveal his secrets. I'm happy!"

I couldn't help laughing, and when I saw King Xizhi so angry that he was so angry that he was glaring at him, but he looked helpless, he felt very happy.

The sky thunder fell for half a minute. At the end, it directly slashed King Xizhi's face so badly that it finally dissipated unwillingly in the dark air.

Although this face is part of his soul's mind, it is not weak. Now that he is split into this shape, the strength of King Xizhi will be reduced by at least 20%.

Meng Po Gui Queen finally looked at Ren Shuai in horror, her eyes flashed, and she immediately threw down the big pot and disappeared instantly.

We were a little fucked. We didn't expect that the first road of Xizhi King would end with such a sturdy ending in this way

"Boss, this thunder is so fierce. If it hits me, it will make my soul scatter!" Ren Shuai was a little scared.

We didn't answer him, but looked up and down with strange eyes, even Gu Moru and Grandpa, the strongest.

"What are you doing?" Ren Shuai was like a big yellow girl, and was looking backwards by our eyes, clamping the chrysanthemums tightly.

Damn! This guy is too narcissistic, my buddies don’t have that hobby. Besides, even if you need it, you won’t look down on him. You don’t even have a physical body. What the hell!

"Nanwa, what was the old ghost in Xi just now going to say? What's the yin?"

The fat man walked out from behind his grandfather, and this guy was not ashamed and began to study Ren Shuai heartlessly.

"How do I know! Anyway, I think it may be related to the underworld or ghosts and gods!" I rolled my eyes.

"Underworld? Is he really the King of Hell? Otherwise, how could he have the King of Hell mark on him?" The fat man suddenly realized his face, stomped his feet, ran to Ren Shuai smartly, and held Ren Shuai's palms tightly, and said excitedly:

"Brother, no, Brother King of Hell, I will take care of you in the future to catch ghosts and rob tombs!"

Ren Shuai was passive and shook hands with the fat man frantically. It was not until the fat man finally pulled down Ren Shuai's right arm with a puff, so he was so scared that this guy let go and threw Ren Shuai's ghost arm into the air.

Ren Shuai was confused by the fat man's strange behavior, and he caught his arm in a daze and then put it on his body.

We were also amused by the fat man's nonsensical actions. However, the fat man's words reminded us.

Gu Moru shook his head with confusion and said, "It should not be the King of Hell, but it may be some other existences in the underworld."

After discussing the story, no one could determine the origin of Ren Shuai. Finally, everyone followed Huangquan Road to Huangquan Villa.

Xiao Shuangshuang's clothes changed, and became almost the same as the current woman. After learning about what happened next to the Forgetful River, the woman was even more happy and held Ren Shuai tightly, as if she had found a treasure.

I shook my head, too lazy to care about the relationship between these two guys, and said goodbye to Gu Moru and prepared to leave.

"Wait for me, I'm leaving too!"

Gu Moru rushed into the Huangquan Hotel, simply packed up a large cloth bag, then stood in front of the Huangquan Hotel with complicated eyes, saluted and sighed:

"Let's go! From tomorrow night, there will be no more Huangquan hotels on this Huangquan road. Those lonely ghosts who are confused and enter the sub-ghost world, please be blessed!"

"This hotel is well, why will it be gone tomorrow?" He Yixuan seemed to feel a little reluctant when she saw Gu Moru's melancholy expression.

"Because of the things that support Huangquan Inn, they will disappear tonight." Gu Moru smiled bitterly: "At that time, my ancestor of Huangquan Dao relied on that thing to suppress the King Xizhi, the leader of the four ghost kings."

We nodded, and didn't ask what it was, it was the secret of the Huangquan Dao.

We five people and two ghosts formed a strange combination, going against the Yellow Springs and heading towards the entrance of the ghost world.

"It's said that Huangquan is irreversible, but I don't think so!"

Halfway through, the fat man said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Gu Moru looked at the fat man with a smile, and then I felt his aura change. In an instant, the whole path of the underworld turned into a ghost path, with evil ghosts flooding, and the wind blew the bones. At the same time, many countless ghostly ghost eyes stared at us, as if they were ready to rush up to tear us into pieces at any time.

"Damn!" The fat man jumped up and finally understood what was going on. He turned his head and looked at Gu Moru with a shy face, and said dryly: "Senior, Taoist Master, Master, I am a clumsy!"

Gu Moru smiled faintly, then pinched his left fingers and moved his lips slightly. In less than a second, the road of Huangquan returned to normal again, and we were relieved.

Although the ghosts and monsters before us were not very lethal to us, they were very difficult. If they rushed up, it would be a bit of a headache.
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