Chapter 976 Black Heart
"No... unreasonable?"
"Break their legs or destroy their cultivation? No... that's not good. These are all old people from the underworld. They have made great contributions to the underworld. Besides, I kept them here to help the underworld and to save their lives so that they would not get lost in the muddy water."
The King of Fengdu hesitated.
Lu Chaochao's face fell: "Who told you to break their legs and destroy their cultivation?"
"You don't care about face, how can I, the God of Beginning, not care about face?"
"I am the God of Origin, not the God of Killing."
Lu Chaochao's face was full of bewilderment, and what was even more surprising was that if I nodded, he seemed willing to take action.
The Emperor of Fengdu looked up to the sky.
Otherwise, why do you think I accompanied you in rebellion twice? ?
"To express our gratitude to the immortal officials for their service to the underworld, I have asked someone to prepare some wine and have the Yama Kings of the Ten Courts have a drink themselves."
The Emperor of Fengdu opened his mouth and muttered softly: "This is not the mortal world, we are not discussing things over a wine table."
Forget it, forget it. Since you’ve spoken, there’s no reason for me to refute you.
He immediately asked someone to prepare some food and drinks.
"I have a few pots of spirit wine here. I'll send them over later and let's drink together."
The Emperor of Fengdu said with resentment: "We have known each other for so many years, and you have never sent me a jar of hot wine... Hey. We have a friendship that has gone through rebellion. You can't favor one over the other."
Lu Chaochao glanced at him and said, "Yours is indispensable."
The King of Fengdu coughed lightly, raised his brows slightly, and left with a smile.
Meng Po was an old acquaintance of hers. Seeing Lu Chaochao from afar, Meng Po handed the spoon to the woman behind her and said, "You keep it for me. I'll go and reminisce about the past."
Walk forward and salute Lu Chaochao.
When Lu Chaochao left, he had two large jars in his arms.
A concentrated and pure medicine soup prepared by Meng Po herself.
Lu Chaochao mixed some fine wine into it to suppress the taste and shook it.
A Ci watched her and handed several jars to the Ten Kings of Hell. Even though he and Lu Chaochao have known each other for many years, at this moment...
He couldn't help but cover his face.
The God of the First Order could not do such a thing.
But Lu Chaochao, she really can do it.
"You are not allowed to drink even a single sip secretly, do you understand?" She pulled the Emperor of Fengdu and gave him serious instructions, which made the Emperor of Fengdu so angry that he jumped up and down.
"Am I that kind of person? It's a joke that I can steal a sip of their wine." He was so angry that his face turned pale.
Oh, that’s the finest wine from the divine world.
Every ten thousand years when he goes to the heaven to attend the immortal banquet, he can only have two drinks.
Forget it, Lu Chaochao is watching from the side, so he can’t steal the wine.
The Ten Kings of Hell are all very busy, and only one came today.
Yan Luo raised his wine glass and said solemnly: "Cheers to all the immortal officials." Yan Luo was their immediate superior. Under normal circumstances, they would bow down and fawn when they saw Yan Luo.
But when you leave the underworld, Yama will personally see you off.
This is also the tradition of the underworld, to be compassionate to subordinates.
A certain immortal official said, "Thank you very much for Yama's care over the years. I have served the underworld for five hundred years. Now that my merits are complete, I am pursuing the right path. I hope Yama will approve of it."
"What is the purpose of practicing? It is for this reason."
"These five hundred years are enough."
"We brothers can now compete with each other. Yan Luo, you don't need to persuade us anymore, let's go for it!!" Many immortal officials held the wine glasses in both hands and drank them in one gulp.
"This is the fine wine of the God Realm. Even the Emperor can only drink a few sips. Today, everyone should enjoy it to the fullest." Yan Luo held the cup, sniffed it, and his eyelids twitched wildly.
Which...which divine man! ! !
He silently moved the glass a few inches away.
After just a few drinks, the group of immortal officials who were clamoring to pursue the throne of god... had already staggered and fallen on the table.
After a while, he stood up in a daze.
With a confused look on his face, he asked cautiously, "May I ask God, where is this place?"
Yan Luo raised his chin slightly and said, "This is the underworld. You who come here are people with great merits and virtues, and only then can you serve the underworld. If you cross the Wangchuan River and drink Mengpo's water, you will forget your past. Today, I specially hold a banquet to welcome you all."
All the immortal officials were full of energy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"We will sacrifice our lives for the underworld and serve it till our death!"
The Emperor of Fengdu...
I……
"Give them Meng Po soup, but don't give me one." In the future, I will leave, but you are not allowed to trick me into coming back to be a slave! !
PS: Sisters, is anyone reading today? Happy New Year……
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