I silently put the two dogs into the space city, and instantly dealt with the group of zombies and returned to the shore. The Pinpoint Novel,...

"who?"

I was a little curious. Could it be that if I could appear in the inner King of Hell Palace, it was the fake King of Hell, who was suspected to be the one from the Emperor of Fengdu?

"Nether rat ghost demon!"

Ren Shuai looked depressed: "That ghost actually regarded my bedroom as his back garden!"

My head is full of black lines. That person actually placed the Nether Rat in the Palace of Hell? This is the treatment of the Queen of Hell! Of course, the King of Hell has no queen.

"Master, Lord Hei Ri, what's this for Lord?" The fat corpse king looked at Ren Shuai, who claimed to be an adult, almost scared to pee.

"I don't know the King of Hell, I don't want to mess around anymore!" Ren Shuai obviously had some other experiences. He was very upset when he heard this. He changed his usual careless appearance and glared at the eyes of the two corpse kings seriously. His aura burst out, and he was really decent.

"My Lord Hell forgive me, but the villain is rude"

I'll go. Although I handed over the corpse pill, maybe the previous corpse driver was too intimidated. These two corpse kings might still rebel again at the critical moment, but at this moment, they were completely devoted to it. They had no desire to resist Ren Shuai, Yu Wei and I!

Ren Shuai told us that fortunately the one who was not in the underworld and had been entangled with the Netherworld Rat for a long time, he kidnapped, and he took away the reincarnation mirror of the inner King of Hell Palace in a righteous and open manner!

Looking at this guy and the huge version of the Reincarnation Bagua Mirror that was transformed into like a magic trick, I was completely ashamed.

Isn’t this thing the huge bronze mirror I used to return to the provincial capital from the Inner King of Hell Palace?

At that time, this thing was placed in the inner King of Hell's Hall, mysterious and powerful. Unexpectedly, Ren Shuai, the guy who returned to the inner King of Hell's Hall for the first time, took the thing back.

"What's the use?" The fat man turned around the reincarnation mirror for a few times, his face confused.

"Hehe, with this door, I can go wherever I want in the ghost world," Ren Shuai laughed proudly.

Yuwei and I were bright in our eyes. In this way, this thing is really a good thing. Although Ren Shuai had the ability to travel through the Yin and Yang realms at will, the trick was that he could not locate and appeared in or near the underworld at will, which often caused unnecessary trouble.

With this huge version of the Reincarnation Mirror, it’s really awesome.

Moreover, there are still some points that I don’t even know if I’m even elected as a coach.

This thing is in the ghost world, and you can choose to lead to the provinces on earth at will. Although each province only has a way back, it is much more convenient after all.

I even thought of a super awesome usage

For example, if I am in a hurry to go to Jiangsu Province now, I don’t have to fly, I just need to let Ren Shuai take us into the ghost world, and then use the reincarnation mirror to choose the way home to Jiangsu Province!

I'll go, this thing is faster than taking a plane.

Even my eyes were so excited that my eyes were lit. This was simply amazing. I wonder if it would be so smooth.

Of course, we don’t have time to verify these things now. After all, there are more important things to be solved. After leaving the small coffin mountain range and returning to the car, we asked, the two corpse kings knew everything.

"We don't know who he is, but he just said that he is not handsome, well, he is indeed not handsome, no, he is super ugly." The fat corpse king is also a funny guy. As he said, he off topic. Who fucked him asking if the corpse driver is handsome or not.

The fat man was speechless at the little fat man who was slightly thinner than him and glared: "You have followed that old guy for so long, but you only know this? Is he handsome or not? Is it our fault?"

"No, we also know that his natal name is Wang Delong, he is fifty-four years old, has two daughters, lives in Hong Kong, his hometown in Guangdong."

The Skinny Corpse King actually knew Hong Kong, and obviously knew a lot. After all, seeing that the guy had been dead for less than two thousand years, there must have been more than a thousand years. At that time, Hong Kong was probably just a small fishing village, right?

"Living in Hong Kong, Wang Delong?" The fat man looked at me hesitantly, with suspicion on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Yuwei and I looked confused and excited: "Have you heard of this guy?"

Unexpectedly, before the fat man answered, Lao Tian, ​​who was sitting in the cab, looked at the thin corpse king in shock and said in a daze: "Wang Delong, the one of the two major actors in Hong Kong?"

Two big actors? What the hell?

Yuwei and I have never paid attention to the entertainment industry and the film industry. Who knows who the actor is? Is this Wang Delong very famous?

"Uh, Nanwa, what should I say to you, two kings, two actors, and two actors, don't you even know?" Fatty yi covered her forehead and rolled her eyes.

"Is it really him? Could it be the same name?" Although Yu Wei didn't know what the actor was, she still instinctively asked her doubts.

We looked at the two corpse kings one after another, but these two guys looked at us in a daze, obviously not understanding any of the King of the Kings and the Kings.

The fat corpse king reacted faster, and was stunned for a moment before shook his head and said, "We don't know what the actors are but not the actors, but we know his birthday."

Yi was born in 96 years, on July 15th, and was taller than 78 meters.

With the description of the Fat Corpse King, the Fatty quickly searched the information of the movie king Wang Delong with his mobile phone, and found that except for the different birthdays, the other information was completely consistent.

"Why is the birthday wrong?" The fat man was a little anxious, and looked up at the fat corpse king with sweat.

"I don't know either, but he was definitely born on the Ghost Festival!" The fat corpse king said confidently.

"No wonder, birthdays are worthy, information, and even ID cards, but he said it is as much as it is." I sneered. If it were him, then this corpse-driver would be too hidden, and his identity in the world of the world is so shocking.

"Look at it, is it him?" The fat man searched for Wang Delong's photos and enlarged them to show them to the two corpse kings.

"Yes, it's him. He and his disciples dug our graves and refined us into the corpse king. I can bear him even if I turn it into ashes. Look, there are moles in his eyebrows and hairline. Although it is not obvious, it is very special." The thin corpse king shouted indignantly.

I couldn't imagine that this mysterious corpse-driven family, and whose magic power should be above me and Yu Wei, was actually a king-level figure in the entertainment industry? This guy debuted in his teens. He is now in his fifties, and has been in his thirties for more than thirty years, and he is completely different from the hidden cultivator we imagined.
Chapter completed!