The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

Qing Wu was overwhelmed with gifts.

As for adverse reactions during pregnancy?

Oh, my hands cramp from counting my treasures every day. There are so many treasures that there is almost no place to put them. Does that count?

All in all, Qing Wu had a very happy pregnancy. She enjoyed everything she ate, and she had a very kind husband who worked like a slave for her and cooperated with her in her pranks.

Friends and relatives come every now and then, and we are always there.

Originally, after getting drunk, those old ghosts in the underworld wanted to "invite" Qing Wu back to take charge of the situation, but now, His Majesty Shasha has a legitimate reason to be lazy!

Anyway, Qing Wu continued to stay in Wangyou Town with Xiao Chenyan in the name of preserving the pregnancy, and they lived a carefree and happy life.

They are happy, but some people are always sad.

Under the netherworld.

Yan Lan led the man to the entrance of hell and threw a badge over.

Galan raised his hand to take it, his handsome face expressionless.

Yan Lan looked like he was enjoying a good show: "Shi Nan is serving his sentence in this hell. With this waist key, you can enter."

"If you want to see him, go in and find him yourself."

After Yan Lan finished speaking, he snorted, and without waiting for Galan’s reaction, he waved his arms and flew away.

Jia Lan didn't care about Yan Lan's cold reception. He knew that his in-laws had always disliked him. He was in the wrong in the first place. He was disliked for taking the initiative to come to their house.

However, at the moment, he couldn't find anyone else except Shinan.

Galan held the badge tightly and entered this hell.

His figure disappeared in an instant, and in the next breath, he came out of hell again.

His handsome face turned pale, his expression was ugly, and disgust was written all over his body.

That Golden Crow...

No wonder it flies so fast!

Galan looked at the key badge in his hand, took a long breath, and finally held his breath, resigning himself to his fate and entering this hell again.

A moment later.

He came out of hell, full of murderous intent. He threw a lump of stuff on the ground with disgust. The next moment, the murderous intent turned into a cold current, which continuously washed over his body.

"Wow, Lanlan~ I knew you would come back to save me, burp——" Shinan cried, burped as if he was full, then rolled his eyes and vomited with a "wa".

Galan erected a barrier and retreated five meters, staying far away from Shinan, while blocking his own sense of smell.

Shi Nan vomited for a long time, then waved at him weakly:

"Well... wash it for me too. I've already marinated it..."

"That's too much. Your daughter-in-law is not a ghost. She actually asked me to go to the cesspool hell to pick up dung! Not only did she pick up dung, she also confiscated the tools she used to pick up dung and made me vomit with my hands—"

Galan stared at this foul thing with extreme disgust, his bloodshot pupils popped out from the corners of his eyes, and his bloodshot pupils rolled around with murderous intent rising.

He regretted that he shouldn't have come to see this guy.

Or should we just kill him?

After a stalemate of several breaths, Galan raised his hand and threw dozens of cold currents of murderous intent at Shinan, causing Shinan to scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ahhh! Knives, knives, it's raining knives!"

"Lanlan...ah! I don't want to wash anymore...no, I don't want to wash anymore..."

After a rain of cuts from the sword, the ten difficulties were cleaned up bloodily.

He looked at Galan with resentment: "I haven't offended any of you now..."

"Did Sister Nihuang abuse you again? Are you here to vent your anger on me?"

Galan thought he was unlucky, so even though he used a rain of knives to cleanse Shinan's blood, Galan still kept a distance from him and did not remove the barrier.

Shafa Galan was not good at beating around the bush and asked, "Do you have any treasure?"

Shi Nan doubted his ears, "What? My ears were stabbed by your knife, so I didn't hear clearly."

Galan said sullenly, "Before the chaos was destroyed, you loved to cause trouble outside, destroy people's favorite things, and steal people's treasures. Where are the treasures you stole?"

Shi Nan blinked, as if he had heard something ridiculous. He slapped his bleeding thigh, screaming in pain but still gloating:

"No way! Lanlan, you actually miss these external things too?"

"Are you trying to imitate those vulgar human men who present treasures to their loved ones in order to please the Emperor?"

"No, no, there was a turbulence in the underworld before, and I heard some ghosts shouting that A Luoshatian was pregnant?"

Shi Nan complained as he spoke, "My niece-in-law is really heartless. I heard that the emperor of the human race would pardon the whole world when a big event happened. She has already become a mother with a child, but she doesn't even know how to pardon me."

Galan was annoyed by his nagging, and stared at him with his bloodshot pupils at the corners of his eyes.

"Ouch!"

A big hole appeared in Shinan's stomach.

He held his stomach tightly and sobbed, his back hunched, and he raised his head weakly: "I...will be obedient, stop hitting me."

He said he was being honest, but he still did what he should do.

Shi Nan: "Sister Ni Huang must have gone to see her niece-in-law, and you must have gone with her. You wouldn't have gone empty-handed, right?"

"Oh my god, the great Shafa Galan can't be penniless, right?"

Galan stared at him expressionlessly. Shi Nan shrank his neck and clasped his hands together, "I promise, I will be honest this time."

Although Shinan's nature is hard to change, he is now a little more aware of the current situation than before.

"Lanlan, you are in trouble. As your younger brother, of course I have to help you."

"All the treasures I looted in the past are all here. When Zhu You borrowed the power of time from me, I casually threw those things into the long river of time." He glanced at Galan: "If you want to find those things, you have to enter the long river of time again."

"You have to go find those two long worms for this matter."

"However, Lanlan, if you personally come out, those two long worms will definitely not dare to ignore you~"

As Shinan spoke, he formed a magic seal, and the seal's qi transformed into a spiritual emblem, floating towards Galan.

Galan frowned, a little disgusted, but still accepted it.

"With my stupid seal, you will be able to find the coffin book I hid after you enter the long river of time. Alas~"

Galan didn't even say thank you to him and just turned and left.

Shi Nan stopped him and asked, "Lan Lan, what you really want to find is the Bone of Mercy that I stole from you that year, right?"

Galan paused, did not answer, and disappeared.

Shi Nan, however, laughed strangely, stroking his chin, looking as if he was watching the fun.

"There's a good show to watch, but it's a pity that I can't go and watch Lan Lan's excitement..."

"As clever as I am, it's still me. I knew that keeping that piece of compassion bone would make things interesting."

Killing is the way of the Shafa Galan, but when he was born, the first bone that came out was the bone of compassion.

"By the way, who helped Lan Lan pick out this bone?"

Shi Nan remembered that Galan had always wanted to remove his own compassion bone, but failed repeatedly.

Later, when Jialan was in seclusion, he sneaked into the Temple of Killing and found the bone of mercy that had been removed. Shi Nan was delighted to see the prey and stole it.

"Oh no, that's bad. I forgot to tell Lanlan that I left a small trap on the mercy bone~"

"But Lanlan is so powerful, she shouldn't be tricked, right? Hehehe~"

Shi Nan was so happy about other people's misfortune that he was beaming with joy.

A fiery red figure suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him on the back of the head. It was Yan Lan who had returned from hiding in the dark after watching the fun.

"What the hell, go back and pick up manure."

The tenth difficulty: not laughing.