Yama Rising

He is already the king of the mansion.

Qin Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

It's been a few days It is still surrounded by endless Yin Qi in all directions, like mist. It's like a baby wrapped in amniotic fluid. At this moment, a whirlpool of Yin Qi suddenly condenses out of his eyebrows. All the Yin Qi rivers flow into the sea and are absorbed in.

Brush Lala A red robe drifted away, dignity fell on the ground.

The chest, abdomen and arms are embroidered with fine pictures of eighteen hell. If the ancient dragon robe. It's just that the quality is much better. The fabric is smooth and glossy, touching it like snow in winter.

A candle dragon jade belt around the waist. The button mouth candle faucet is exquisitely carved. On the wing, the crown is set on the left side, and the pearl is carved in the left. * the fine cicada silk is dense, and the beauty is like artwork.

Once the judge pen, life and death book, into a black token hanging on the waist. It was written in blood red characters with three big characters: "Zhong Fu Jun".

Yin Qi was gradually swallowed up by the forehead vortex. The bodies of Wang Chenghao, Zhitian Xinzhong, Liu Changmin and Quan Jinghao emerged from the black fog. His eyes were fixed on him.

"Fu Jun?" A look of disbelief on his face: "is it done?"

Qin Ye felt it and nodded with a smile: "it should be."

"No..." Wang Chenghao looked at it carefully: "it shouldn't be There should be a vision of heaven and earth Such as the moon on the sea, the Golden Lotus growing in the bitter sea Do you have to be so quiet? Is it true? "

"That's it." Yoshida looked at Qin Ye excitedly. He is more powerful than shouhe, who is not worthy of his name. In his pupil, what is swaying out is not the appearance of Qin ye at all.

It's about Infernal.

Qin Ye is a hell at the moment.

With the ghost's eyes, his human form has been almost invisible, and has become a kind of spirit like a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, the turbulent ghost fire is gushing all the time, and countless sinners scream and cry bitterly. And Changing shape all the time!

High order Yin difference, body shape. This is the fundamental reason why there has never been a record of high-order Yin facial features in history.

On the contrary, Zhong Kui is depicted in detail. But no matter in any material, there is no description of the real appearance of the prince of Fu and the king of Yan!

Because they have no real face.

They themselves are the spokesmen of crime and punishment. They are swords, scales, laws, eyes of guilt, but not any creatures.

"Congratulations to Mr. Qin on his promotion to the throne of the mansion!" Yoshida worshipped to the end and said excitedly.

A prefecture, with a minimum level of the governor of the government, in order to calculate the number of platoon! Only then has the backbone!

Qin Ye smiles, he can clearly feel this kind of strong, and with the strong accompaniment, there is a strong self-confidence.

"How long has it been?" He asked with a sigh of relief.

"It's been two days since the Marquis bell was advanced." However, it was not Wang Chenghao or Yoshida Shinichi who answered him. Another hoarse voice came from behind. The door of room 402 burst open and a splendid carriage came in.

Rumenzev's carriage.

Like the first meeting, he was still a skeleton horseman, a skeleton horse, and a magnificent carriage with Gothic flavor. What's different is that this time, the body is officially hung with the family emblem. It's a grizzly bear with ribbon. It's light gray. It's blue. It's white. It was engraved in Russian in gold: Peter.

The Peter family.

The name of the family to which the special envoy of Peter Alexandrovich rumenzev belongs.

With the arrival of the carriage, Zhitian Xinzhong, Wang Chenghao, Liu Changmin and Quan Jinghao suddenly raised their heads, trembled all over, and stepped back a few steps after being electrocuted.

In their eyes, the world turned black and white in an instant, and all the sounds were gone, leaving only the sound of the horse's hooves. Clear and loud, each step, as if stepping on their souls. Each sound, let their soul expand, and then suddenly shrink, very uncomfortable!

Brush In their field of vision, a piece of dark Yin Qi suddenly opened, and countless dead souls howled and cried in it. One hand entwined with Yin Qi formed an ocean, desperately trying to reach out from the prison of Yin Qi, but could never reach the other shore. A kind of extremely twisted, bloodthirsty masochism, crazy erosion of their soul, make them almost want to hold their heads and scream.

At this moment, Qin night quietly stepped forward a few steps, just in front of them, in an instant, all illusions disappeared. They were shocked to find that the carriage had stopped ten meters in front of them.

"Is this?" Wang Chenghao was in a cold sweat and looked at his hand.

That feeling just now It's like the entrance to hell. Memories are the source of nightmares.

"The high-level authoritarian expression of Fu Jun? Maybe. " Qin ye, with his hands on his back, said faintly, "I don't know. This is to test whether I have been to Fujun or not... "

The scene was silent. A few seconds later, the coachman jumped out of the carriage and respectfully opened the door. A shiny leather shoe stepped on the ground. Rumemtsev had been transformed into human form and came down in a dignified manner."Mr. Zhong." With the smile of He Xi, he bowed respectfully: "the Marquis of advanced rank, congratulations."

The enthusiasm of the attitude, we can not see that the two men had fought life and death before.

Maybe that's the real face of each other? Or Political biology stunts?

If we say that international politics is a dining table, under which the left leg named assassin and the right leg named despicable kick with the people opposite the table, while on the white tablecloth of the table, both sides open champagne, and talk about how late they met on the Seine River.

This kind of kung fu

It's very suitable for my king!

Qin Ye's smile was more warm than him, and he gave a reserved smile: "you're welcome. If you don't have the care of marquis Peter, I would not have been so quick."

Rumenzev's blue veins on his forehead jumped violently, and his smile was extremely standard.

He doesn't want to come, he doesn't want to come at all! He didn't want to come here at all!

However, the loser should have the attitude of the loser. Because Opposite is a top-notch local spokesman who eats people and doesn't vomit bones!

The Tsar's message has not yet arrived, and he must consciously make up for his mistakes. Even if you put your face on the ground.

"It's my pleasure to help Mr. Zhong." Rumenzev bowed gracefully again, and none of the etiquette teachers with the strictest etiquette standards could find any problem: "the Russian underground government has no intention of breaking our long-term relationship mode. In order to consolidate the friendship between China and Russia, we specially prepared a grand banquet. I don't know At twelve o'clock in a week, will Mr. Zhong show up? "

Look.

This term, this phrase.

Qin Ye almost thought that he and he were old friends!

"We?" Of course, as for the skill of kicking his nose and face, King Yan of Qin was always familiar with it: "Liu Yu?"

"Yes." Rumenzev stood up straight with a standard smile. He was neither close nor unfamiliar, holding a perfect distance: "I think a happy dinner will help us resolve some wonderful misunderstandings between our two countries. What do you think? "

"If you call it a misunderstanding to enter a vassal state without permission and launch a coup. I do not mind informing Yama of your country's views. " Qin night cold road.

Endure I'll bear it!

Rumenzev took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. Such blatant contempt used to be the attitude of Russian prefectures to other prefectures. Now Even one of the four used to their own body!

As before, Zhong Kui didn't understand etiquette at all! It's not like a senior official in China!

You win, I admit, and then it's time to claim the booty.

Let me spit blood happily, or spit blood unhappily, and haggle with your country on the booty, which do you choose?

Even at this time, do you have to give me a slap?!

He was humble and could not pick out any mistakes. He did not answer and made a gesture of please.

Qin night did not move.

The scene was embarrassing with a piercing humiliation. On rumenzev's drooping head, his teeth clattered. This kind of grand and lofty It's killing him!

Losers have no dignity!

For twenty seconds, he didn't lift up. Still maintain the same posture, and the first see Qin night carriage are not down, let the coachman welcome the attitude is very different. Qin night this just shook sleeve robe, Shi Shi ran asked: "address."

Rumenzev took a deep breath and adjusted his facial expression. When he looked up, his smile seemed to have never changed. He took out a black envelope, inlaid with gold powder, and handed it to Qin Ye.

"We are looking forward to your presence."

After a hat off ceremony, he turned and got into the car.

As the carriage drove farther and farther away, his face became colder and colder. When the door of 402 closed with a bang, there was a loud noise in the carriage, and half of the car body turned into powder.

The wreckage fell, and rumenzev's fist, which turned into a skeleton, was still in the air, and his facial muscles were ferocious and twisted. Mori white teeth crisscross together.

"What a Chinese country What a high spirited four Chang

"Today's humiliation I remember You'd better pray that you'll never be weak! "

"Damn it!! отbратитeльныймусор！”

A door apart, Qin Ye looked at the invitation with interest. Tut It still has the smell of powder

"Will you go, my lord?" Yoshida tried.

Qin Ye nodded: "of course."

"You are not afraid..."

"Faithfulness." Now he interrupted the Warring States period. There are not so many Hongmen banquets. Nuclear weapons, you know? Kill the leader and you're done? No, nuke washes the ground. It's a ghost. Give them a hundred guts, and they dare not do anything to me

"And He licked his lips excitedly. "It's a good time to scavenge for booty."

Booty?The four ghosts looked at each other and could not keep up with the brain waves of Qin Ye.

"Do you know the Qing Dynasty?" Qin Ye sneered and rubbed his fingers: "is not a war to sign a treaty? We've been fighting, but we haven't got any oil and water. What's the rush to do back home? "

"With a hundred hearts, I can guarantee that we will be the God of Hanyang Prefecture in the next days. If you lose, you have to admit it, be beaten, and stand at attention. Their consciousness has gone up. And... "

His eyes looked at the huge underground: "how can we let go of so many spoils?"

All of them took a look with his eyes. After a few seconds, they looked at Qin ye like hell.

"The booty you said Is that them? "