After the Little Ghost Wheel King finished speaking, his gaze fell on the Nightmare Ghost King and the Ghost City Lord.
"You look so familiar."
The Ghost City Lord's body trembled, his tear glands collapsed at this moment, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Master Ghost Wheel King."
King Yama, King Nideng and King Chakravartin looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.
From the words of the little ghost king.
They were sure that Qin Ye had done it and would cure the infected spirit.
"Brother Qin's visit to the underworld this time has brought even greater shock than a thousand years ago."
The Chakravartin said with a smile.
King Yama laughed heartily.
"Whether before or after death, Qin Ye, you always bring me surprises."
"Yeah."
Qin Ye praised King Yama generously and grinned.
"Then I'll give you another surprise, King Qin Guang. I met you in the mortal world."
Then.
Qin Ye told the whole story of King Qin Guang.
The three Yama Kings of the Ten Courts were all overjoyed, and King Yama laughed heartily.
"Okay, okay, as long as Jiang Xin is alive."
The Chakravartin smiled.
"Not only is he alive, Jiang Xin even acknowledged Brother Qin as his father."
Now that they knew that King Qin Guang was alive, the Ten Kings of Hell had swept away their previous gloom and even felt like joking.
"The king said at this time.
"If Jiang Xin regains his memory in the future, he'll probably be utterly embarrassed. Considering his rival as his father is interesting, truly interesting."
After saying this, the three kings looked at each other and laughed, and memories of a thousand years ago emerged in their minds.
Thousands of years ago, Qin Ye came to the underworld. Because Qin Ye's character was self-willed and he always made trouble, King Qin Guang liked to talk about rules and logic the most.
In the eyes of King Qin Guang, Qin Ye's behavior was a sign of disobedience. King Qin Guang had a fight with Qin Ye because of it. Although they became acquainted after the fight, King Qin Guang always regarded Qin Ye as his opponent.
But now the opponent has become his father.
King Yama couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.
Qin Ye saw what King Yama and the others were thinking, chuckled and joked.
"How can you laugh like that? Prince Qin Guang recognizes me as his father, which is not a good thing for you."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
The king looked over.
Qin Ye said.
"Because King Qin Guang is the leader of the Ten Yama Kings, the most powerful of the Ten Yama Kings, and he recognizes me as his father. You Ten Yama Kings who are younger than him are inferior to me in generation and status."
Qin Ye said with a smile.
"Come on, Bao Zheng, why don't you just call me Uncle Qin."
The smiles of King Yama and the other two froze, and they were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The paper boys and girls beside them giggled and clapped their hands. Qin Ye patted the two paper figures on the head and then said.
"Bao Zheng, I heard your conversation outside the Ghost Wheel Palace. Are the severely infected people suffering from evil thoughts?"
at this time.
Qin Ye and his group of ghosts and gods headed towards the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.
King Yama nodded at this time.
He did not keep anyone in suspense, but quickly told the story of the discovery of the severely infected people, and returned the paper cage to Qin Yedao.
"Thanks to you for capturing this severely infected person, I discovered all this. Now I understand why the Eighteen Layers of Hell have been subjected to round after round of attacks by infected spirits."
"The Eighteen Levels of Hell are where those who committed crimes are imprisoned. If you were to ask where the most evil spirits and demons are in the underworld, it would definitely be the Eighteen Levels of Hell."
Accompanying words.
King Yama no longer had the smile he had before, and said with a serious expression.
"If the Eighteen Layers of Hell were completely conquered by the infected spirits, I'm afraid a large number of severely infected people would be created."
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