"If we go to Dongcheng Mansion, we will have a steady stream of think tanks in the future. But the King of Dongcheng only recognizes money, not people. If the souls coming and going have valuable things with them, he will let them enter the city.
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"If not, just send them back and throw them into the Wangchuan River. How can you say that there is such a thing?" Yudu became angrier as he spoke: "To be honest, the fact that the underworld is like this really has something to do with the four kings."
"These guys, before the Tenth Palace of Yama, they were just some flatterers without any real talent or learning. Now that Yama is gone, they have soared into the sky."
"It seems that there are many injustices in the underworld." Ye Haoxuan said with a smile, "Has the letter arrived?"
"It should have arrived." Yu Du then remembered that he was now talking to a demon who burned down Baili Wangchuan, and his tone immediately changed from the indignant one to respectful one.
"Then why haven't they come yet?" Ye Haoxuan smiled, and his tone became sinister: "If they don't come here, I will really set fire to it."
"Don't... don't." Yu was anxious. He didn't care about the four kings in Fengdu. He cared. Once Ye Haoxuan started a fire, he would have no time to escape.
"Who in the city dares to break into Fengdu?"
At this time, a majestic voice came from the city wall. Ye Haoxuan raised his head and saw a group of people standing on the huge city wall.
The one in the middle is dressed in gold thread and covered with brocade and satin. He looks extremely luxurious, but this guy pursues luxury too much, so he doesn't know how to match it at all.
There are too many luxurious things on her body, and when added together, they look a bit nondescript. Her dressing sense is that of a nouveau riche, which makes people laugh and laugh.
However, Ye Haoxuan has concluded that this guy must be the legendary Dongcheng King Fengyang, but Ye Haoxuan doesn't know how this guy has the confidence to become the king.
Judging from his deer-headed and rat-like appearance, he has nothing to do with the king.
But in comparison, the guards on both sides of him were much stronger than those of Yudu and others on the city wall before. The strict formation and the uniform black-armored spears made people look intimidating.
These are the Yin soldiers born and raised in Hades, and they are not comparable to those like Yudu who come here to join in the numbers.
"Are you Fengyang, the king of Dongcheng?" Ye Haoxuan smiled. He looked up at the top of the city wall and said, "Open the city gate and let me in. I will go back after I find something."
"Bold." King Dongcheng was furious. He pointed at Ye Haoxuan and shouted: "Where did the ghost dare to call me by my name? This is Fengdu in the underworld. Is it possible for a mortal like you to come here? Believe it or not, I will put him here now."
Are you going to be thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, where you will live forever and never be reincarnated?"
"I don't believe it." Ye Haoxuan felt a little dry when he heard this guy's threat, so he answered dryly.
"You..." Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan didn't care about his threat at all. This was completely unethical. This made Feng Yang unable to remember how to respond to Ye Haoxuan's words for a while.
After all, he didn't have to take action personally for the souls who came before. Even if a person with great virtue came here, he would probably blackmail them. But these souls had just arrived in the underworld and didn't understand anything, so they could only whisper.
She trembled and allowed him to plunder her.
But Ye Haoxuan didn't take this trick, and he didn't pay attention to Feng Yang at all, which made Feng Yang feel a little depressed.
"This is the King of Dongcheng. There are souls living under the city. Please come and pay homage."
On the contrary, a Yin soldier behind Feng Yang turned the spear in his hand and gave Ye Haoxuan a sonorous and powerful shout. This Yin soldier was powerful. His voice was so powerful that he immediately calmed down the place.
"Oh, it turns out that there are talents in the underworld." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm Ye Haoxuan, I wonder who this is?"
"The next level cavalry guard of the East City Throne, Ling Feng." The guard turned his right hand and pointed the spear in his hand at Ye Haoxuan, and he shouted in a deep voice.
"Ye Haoxuan, let me first find out where you came from." King Dongcheng seemed to have someone's backing. He took out a book of life and death and flipped through the pages about Ye Haoxuan's life.
But after he took out the birth certificate, he was stunned for a moment, and his hands and feet were cold.
I saw that there was a blank space behind Ye Haoxuan's life and death page.
"This..." Feng Yang felt at a loss. For a moment, he didn't know where Ye Haoxuan came from.
The life and death book records the reincarnation of everyone, no one is exception, but there is a blank after Ye Haoxuan's name, which makes Feng Yang a little confused.
This situation rarely occurs, but if it does, it means that Ye Haoxuan's status is transcendent, and he is not under the control of the underworld. This kind of person has his own destiny and his own path.
It is an existence that is not under the jurisdiction of the ten directions. Generally speaking, such people are extremely powerful and rarely appear in history. For example... the ancient great powers, their lives and deaths cannot be recorded in the life and death books.
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But they are ancient powers, powerful, extraordinary and saintly. They do not enter reincarnation, and their physical bodies can step through the void and go anywhere.
They can even enter the underworld with their bodies and directly break the rules of the underworld. How can he, the little King of Dongcheng, offend such a heaven-defying person?
At that moment, this guy's eyes looked at Ye Haoxuan and couldn't help but become softer, yes, just softer.
"Your Majesty, you can send Lingfeng to take down this arrogant boy, then let him go through the eighteen levels of hell, and finally throw him into the oil pan to cook, and then use him as a sacrifice to Jiuyou. This guy's merits are not low.
, it’s a great tonic for those trolls.”
When King Dongcheng was in a daze, a man holding a folding fan spoke to his ear.
This guy is Miao Liang, the counselor of the King of Dongcheng. He is said to be a counselor, but in fact, he doesn't know anything about dating this guy. He can only flatter him.
And since this guy knows how to flatter, he must understand what King Dongcheng is thinking. Now that he sees King Dongcheng sitting on a tiger and unable to dismount, he steps forward to show off.
After all, after so many years, no one dares to disgrace the King of Dongcheng, not to mention that the other party is just a ghost.
Unfortunately, his flattery was not in the right place and hit the horse's hoof. Feng Yang closed the book in his hand and slapped him across the face.
"Shut up, my king." Feng Yang shouted in a deep voice: "Who is Mr. Ye? Can a villain like you tell the difference? You are talking nonsense. Believe it or not, I will throw you into the devil's trap."