Chapter 1698: Ghost town

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Hearing this, the equal king trembled and trembled.
That was the word of Emperor Ming, and when asked, he knew that with the majesty of the emperor, Rao was Yan Luo of his ten palaces, and he did not dare to rebel.
The Emperor Ming was shocked, and he personally lowered the imperial decree. How dare he disobey, he immediately released Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.
Then, with a big palm, they pushed the two to one side.
The two goods flew, crossed the nothingness of the underworld, and flew towards the largest city in the underworld, the scenery was extremely spectacular.
Below, regardless of the generals, the judges, and the ghosts, all of them were surprised. "Yan Luofu Jun, did not kill them."
"Looking at the direction of takeoff, it should be over the ghost town."
"Such a serious crime, Yan Luo, the equality king, forgive him directly?"
"The Emperor of the Underworld has spoken, can I dare to say nothing to his mother?" Listening to the words below, Ma Ping-Lee sang in his heart with a large face full of black lines.
However, he was very puzzled that it would not be easy for the two evil spirits who suppressed to shock the Emperor.
Being one of the ten halls Yan Luo, with the mind of the King of Equality, must be able to guess some clues: those two people have problems.
Here, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun came down, and Banban had two full characters, one on one side, in close contact with the ground.
The King of Equality did not worry that they would be killed by the two people. Even the Yuan Shen condensed out. No matter how high they were thrown, they would not be killed.
Wow....! With the screams of fangs grinning, Zhao Yun and Ye Chen got up, one covering his old waist and the other rubbing his head. He was not dizzy when he fell, but was dizzy.
"Let's be honest in the ghost town, and Mo will make trouble again." On top of that, the words of the equality king fiercely came.
As soon as this word came out, the two of them became dizzy and instantly became energetic.
Honestly, isn't this blaming us? Did this forgive me? Are you okay?
They both looked at each other, and then smiled facelessly.
Glad, really blissful, not only condensed the Yuan Shen, but also out of hell.
Three happy events loomed, and the two of them even laughed.
Speaking of the ghost town, the two looked at each other.
Not far away, there is a huge, majestic and icy city. On both sides of the city, there are many ghost soldiers.
Besides, the gates of the city are a bit scary, but the mouth of a big ghost is like entering a stomach of a ghost.
"Go in." Ye Chen stepped around her old waist.
"You guys, it's really interesting." Zhao Yun walked around with his head limped, and was hit lightly.
The two joked along the way. Before entering the city, the ghost soldiers at the gate of the city showed a strange look to them.
Before the big movements, they could see clearly.
After disturbing and stealing soul power, Yan Luo was not guilty.
It's really ... well ... it's weird.
Besides, these two goods fell from such a high place, and they were still alive. If they were, they would have died early.
Ye Chen and Zhao Yun ignored the ghost soldiers and stepped into the ghost town.
In the eyes, there are two rows of lofts, paved with bluestone slabs, very uneven, potty, and moss.
There are streets, crowds of people, stalls on both sides, yelling and selling, just like a bustling ancient city.
Unlike the old city outside, the whole old city is dark, just like dusk, there is a big red lantern hanging in front of many lofts, which is dim and not very bright.
The two looked at it as if they didn't know there was a city in the underworld.
Lifting his feet subconsciously, the two walked all the way, watching all the way.
There are people on the streets, including horses and horses, and generals, and many people in ancient costumes.
Looking at the stalls on both sides, the things that are sold are also strange. Some people have skulls, rosary beads, and a black grass. Anyway, there are bottles and cans.
They walked around, pedestrians on the street, and owners of the stalls, all of them subconsciously scanned them, their eyes were abnormal.
"Everyone has a god, indigenous people?" Zhao Yun raised an eyebrow.
"Bacheng is." Ye Chen looked all the way, feeling fresh.
The ancient city of the underworld is even more lively than the square market of the yangjian. There are some gadgets in the yangjian, there are a lot of them.
The only thing that made him unnatural was that it was too dim, making people feel depressed, and always felt covered by a black curtain.
"This is something to buy, don't you want money." Zhao Yun poked at Ye Chen. "The paper money burned by my loved ones should be kept here."
"I don't know." Ye Chen scratched his head and pondered the matter. If it was so tidy, it would be really fresh.
Talking, the two limped to the front of a booth.
The owner of the booth was an old man with a beard, with his head buried, wondering what he was thinking, his hair covering half his face.
"Good stuff." The two of them came up, picking and choosing at the stalls, all of which were artifacts, I wonder if they could be used in the sun.
"However, if there is no stone, let's play while there is no stone." The old man at the booth spoke and glanced at the two.
"What is the meddling stone." They looked at the old man together.
The old man didn't speak, and found a kitchen knife from his arms.
"Yeah? What's the situation, I still have a hand?" Ye Chen and Zhao Yun turned around and ran, apparently wanting to do them.
"Go." The old man stared with a beard and his face was very dark.
"People like you, don't have a good temper!" Zhao Yun glanced back, hissing and grinning.
"The people's customs are very tough, and they start to work if they don't agree." Ye Chen rubbed his nose, which was really embarrassing.
"Baoshi in the mouth of the old man is 80% money."
"It takes two pieces to find someone. Research, I have never seen it."
"I've seen Meng Po." As the two spoke, a voice came from one side, making Ye Chen's ears instantly stand up.
But seeing one side, an old woman was walking with a cane, trembling, a little humpback, a little indifferent.
Isn't she the Meng Po who is the bridgehead?
Ye Chen ran over and stepped in front of Meng Po. People walked well and almost hit him.
When Meng Po looked up and saw Ye Chen, her mouth yanked.
"Meng Po, remember that I don't." Ye Chen rubbed her hands and laughed, her teeth were bare and white.
It would be better if he didn't smile. When he smiled, Meng's old face suddenly blackened his head, a posture to scold his mother.
"Your recipe for Mengpo Tang, give me a daughter-in-law!" Ye Chen smiled without face and skin, thinking about Meng Po Tang.
"No." Meng Meng cursed and turned to leave.
"Don't! You are the bridge god, how can you have no formula."
"I am no longer a of bridges, and I have no Mengpo soup."
"Isn't he the bridge god?" Ye Chen couldn't help but look at Meng Po tentatively. "The officer was removed?"
Meng Po took a deep breath and did not want to swear, but wanted to hit someone.
You still have a face to ask, if you were a and drank more than a hundred bowls of Mengpo soup, and I was disturbed by reincarnation, would I be withdrawn? It's all you, the beast who killed me.
I still want the secret recipe of Meng Po Tang, why don't you die.
Seeing that Meng Po's eyes were flaming, Ye Chen knew a little bit about it, and she laughed a little, which was indeed related to him.
Meng Po ignored the goods and left on crutches.
Ye Chen had a cough, and I still wanted to ask Meng Po to ask for a few pieces of sacred stone.
"Come and come, see a beautiful woman." Zhao Yun did not know where it came from, dragged Ye Chen away and went straight to the party.
Soon the two men stopped in front of a wall.
On the wall, a portrait was affixed, but a woman, with white hair and white hair, had a peerless look, and looked like a fairy.
"You say beauty is not beautiful." Zhao Yun smiled and laughed.
Ye Chen didn't reply, but he looked at the portrait in a trance, and looked at the woman with a trance, his body trembling.
Isn't she Chu Ling? Same as previous life.
He didn't have to look at a real person, and knew that it was his spirit. She was here, just like him, in the underworld.
For a moment, his eyes were full of tears, his face was full, the magnificent emperor was crying and he was silent.
Zhao Yun was a little hesitant. Did she cry to see the beautiful lady?
People are beautiful and not fake, don't you be so excited! Could it be that your universe is short of big beauties?
It wasn't just him, the little devils on the sidelines were all surprised, I wonder why Ye Chen was crying, and crying so sad.
"Dear friends, you know who the woman is in this portrait." Ye Chen wiped away her tears, and looked around at the little ghost with hope.
"The new Neihe Bridge God knows the whole underworld."