The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

There is no daylight in the filthy and filthy dungeon of Hades, there is only a candle beating, without a ray of sunlight shining in, there is something tearing in the prison, howling, screaming in unspeakable pain, the ghosts that seem to be extinguished are ignited by the light of the light blue candle. on the road.

The little ghost struggled to hold up the candlestick, leading the way for Wu Ya, "Emperor, the Demon Lord has hanged himself several times, and now he doesn't eat, and after a day of trouble, he has to see His Highness for everything."

There were five waves of little demons guarding the dungeon this morning, and they all came to complain, crying and complaining, saying that the demon master in the prison tortured the demons in different ways, tied them up and hung them upside down, and even forced the little demons to call him Mr. Husband That's why Wu Ya had no choice but to come to the dungeon to take care of this lunatic.

Wu Ya was helpless, but he had no choice but to worry, "He doesn't make much trouble? As for making such a fuss?"

The little ghost shook the candlestick and complained, "It's different this time, Dijun, look at the Demon Lord's posture, if you don't see His Highness, you will never give up."

At the gate of the prison where Demon Lord was imprisoned, the little monsters guarding him with bruised noses and swollen faces hid in the gate trembling and dared not move. Seeing Wu Ya approaching, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought he was saved, and graciously helped Wu Ya open the prison door.

As soon as he stepped into the prison cell, he saw a man in a luxurious black robe wrapped in python and gold, with a jade belt around his waist, holding the little demon and crying hoarsely:

"Yun'er! Your life is so miserable!"

That little demon is a male demon, he just came to the underworld not long ago, he has never seen this kind of world and he is helpless, "Mozun, please be sober."

The man didn't listen, and wiped his snot and tears on the little demon, "If you had followed me back then, how could you have ended up in such a state of desperation!"

This shameless man is Demon Zun Zhulong. Since he was defeated and imprisoned in the underworld 500 years ago, even though he is imprisoned, there are all kinds of delicacies on the soft couch in the prison cell.

Because this person loves to make trouble, if he is a little dissatisfied, he will use Shi Yun's matter as an excuse to criticize the world. Come down, this tolerance is 500 years.

"To shut up."

Zhulong raised his head, met Shang Wuya's eyes as cold as ice, his face collapsed in an instant, and cried, "Wow! Ah Yun!"

The cries shook the sky, and the ground shook.

Veins on Wuya's forehead popped up, and an iron chain as thick as an arm appeared in his hand, which creaked fiercely, as if he was about to pull it off in the next second.

Startled, Zhulong immediately calmed down, but still raised his head and pretended to be calm: "Why, you are so arrogant today, did you find a way to destroy me?"

Seeing that he was honest, Wu Ya threw the chain on the ground, "Not yet, but soon."

Zhulong smiled disdainfully, full of sarcasm, "You have been saying this since 500 years ago, and I am tired of hearing it even if you don't say it."

Wu Ya took the handkerchief handed over by Xiao Yao, wiped off the rust on the iron chain on his hands, and said, "This time is different, if there are no accidents, this will be the last time you and I will see each other. You bid farewell."

"Where do you have the confidence." Zhulong sat proudly in front of his long table full of delicacies and fruits, shaking his legs, "Oh! I heard that His Highness is coming, I want to see, a man who has lost all spiritual power I look forward to what the trash son born to my emperor can do to me."

Seeing his unrepentant appearance, Wu Ya hated iron and steel very much, "Eat this last meal well, I specially made it according to A Yun's taste, it should satisfy your appetite."

As soon as the words fell, Zhulong started to howl again, "Yunyun!! Your life is so miserable!"

Wu Ya couldn't bear it anymore and said, "If you don't eat, leave."

The little demon had to surround him, Zhulong hurriedly got up to protect the food, shook his head and said, "No way!"

Of course Wuya was just threatening him, not taking away Zhulong's lifeblood, he said without hesitation: "Don't make a fuss about seeing Yue'er, don't make a sound, you stay in the cell for a day honestly today, tomorrow I will Take you to play."

"Why can't you make trouble?" Zhulong curled his lips and pretended to think for a moment, "Let me think about it, are you planning to do something to the poor His Highness and use him to revive Yunyun?"

Wuya's eyes were suddenly cold, and his body was full of killing intent.

"Looks like I guessed right." Zhulong picked a grape from the glazed plate, threw it into his mouth without peeling the skin, and mumbled, "I advise you to give up quickly, her soul has been sacrificed to the previous Pluto, I can't save her, after all, she is the wife of the previous Pluto, not yours."

Wu Ya approached, snatched away a plate of grapes in his hand, and said word by word: "I am the Hades."

Zhulong grinned, snatched the grapes back from Wu Ya's hands unceremoniously, grabbed a bunch of grapes, and stuffed the grapes into his mouth.

Wu Ya didn't care much, and reminded: "Eat slowly, and be careful not to choke."

The red sandalwood table case was flipped to the ground, and the pens, ink, papers and inkstones on the table fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

Wu Ya's eyes were scarlet, and he controlled his furious mood, but his mind was full of Zhulong's words.

'Are you going to do something to your poor Highness? '

For a long time.

Wu Ya clenched his fist until it turned white, and he slammed it hard, venting his anger.

"What did you call me for?" A familiar clear voice interrupted Wu Ya's thoughts.

Wu Ya's heart trembled, he calmed down for a moment, turned around and said, "Sit."

He didn't know the size, so he looked at the mess on the ground, and he didn't need to guess how angry Wu Ya was, but he didn't care, and sat down calmly.

Wu Ya's eyes were full of smiles, and he looked like a loving father, "Yue'er, I've been thinking about it for a few days, and I think it's time to abdicate."

Fang Cun was still impatient with him, "None of my business."

"It's none of your business." Wu Ya approached, patted Fang Cun's shoulder, and said earnestly, "You are my only son, His Majesty of the Six Realms, the abdication is naturally for you, the emperor's position is yours. The spiritual power is too useless to bear, the title of Pluto is for your life, you have to continue."

Fang Cun knew that there would be no good things coming this time, so he refused straight away, "No need, my parents have treated me very well these years, I don't need anything, let alone my life, don't disturb me when you show up. All my life, the Ghost Festival has passed, and I will be gone forever.”

Fang Cun propped himself up and stood up from the chair. Before he could move a step, little monsters came to stop him.

Wuya's falcon-like eyes flashed a look, and he turned his head to look at Fangcun, "Yesterday, Shi's family sacrificed another ghost bride. Get ready to get married as the King of Pluto."

Fang Cun didn't intend to talk too much with him, and said with reason and evidence: "You don't make drafts when you talk nonsense, the Shi family has declined a hundred years ago, a family that doesn't even have a priest, where does the ghost bride come from?"

Wu Ya spread out his palms, and a red wedding invitation was in front of his eyes, "As long as you become Hades, will there be fewer brides?"

Fang Cun was stunned.

It wasn't until Wu Ya handed the wedding invitation into Fang Cun's hands that he suddenly came to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream.

Fang Cun raised his hand and threw the wedding invitation to the ground, "You want me to die on purpose? Ah Ting can't but chop me up?!"

Wu Ya's tone was unwavering, even a little puzzled, "You had a good time with him yesterday, and the spiritual power in your body has calmed down. This is enough. Could it be that you really want to give him a title?"

"Scumbag." Fang Cun cursed, turned around and wanted to leave, "Don't say I know you, shame on you."

It's no wonder that Wu Ya repeatedly misunderstood himself and Gan Ting, and then indulged in a night of jealousy.

I heard earlier that there is a dual cultivation of immortals, and one party with strong spiritual power crosses the calamity for the weaker party. It seems that I was bumped into by myself.

Fang Cun raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly thought of something, his words were cold, "So you have this in mind, then let me tell you, all of this is just what I want to do, it is not in your control, and the emperor can never imagine trapping me in the underworld .”

The young man's face was like a crown of jade, and his eyebrows and eyes were all kind, but it was this young man who had always been heartless when he revealed his sharp edge, which was particularly powerful, and the whole hall was filled with a cold and dark chill.

Wu Ya did not let him go, but threatened and lured him, "Son, I can't be sorry for your mother, I can only wrong you. If this is done, you can go wherever you want after getting married. ..."

"boom!"

Fang Cun grabbed the candlestick beside him and pressed it against Wu Ya's neck angrily, staring intently, "Try to move him."

"Dijun Dijun!"

"Your Highness, are you crazy!"

The little demons were circling anxiously, trying to stop them but not daring to go forward.

Wu Ya looked down at the spiked candlestick, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "That's right, as expected of my Wu Ya's son."

There was an inhuman indifference on Fang Cun's face, "Even if Fang Shenyue stood in front of you, I guess he would definitely say that you are not worthy of being a father."

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp finger snap.

All of a sudden, the suona was blowing, the gongs and drums were loud, all kinds of demons scattered the petals with their teeth and claws, some wobbled and carried the sandalwood box with the word "囍" past, and the hall was instantly covered with colorful red.

Wu Ya easily skipped the persecution of the square inch, looked at the square inch for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "I remember that you wore wedding robes before and were married, so there should be no need to teach you the following things."

Fang Cun said angrily with a gloomy face, "You've been watching me all this time?"

"It seems that we still need to teach..." Seeing his stubbornness, Wu Ya sighed, and ordered an old woman on crutches, "I will leave the rest to you."

Fang Cun looked up, it was the old woman who met in Shi's house, she was full of energy at this time.

She leaned on her crutches and said: "Don't worry, my emperor! I am the best at this matter!"

Wu Ya nodded very comfortably, with an appearance of victory in his hands, leaving space for Fang Cun to take care of, turned and left.

The old woman sent Wu Ya away with a smile, and turned around, her smile was even darker, "Your Highness, I will help you tie your hair first, and I will go to worship after a little care."

Fang Cun's face darkened, and he took a step back.

Seeing him dodging, the old woman thought that he should not be shy, and joked: "This is a festive day, what is your Highness hiding, it can't be an auspicious day, you should be shy."

The old woman pressed on step by step, and forced her back a few steps. After a few steps, her back was against the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

Fang Cun threatened: "I won't hit the old man, don't come here."

"Ah!" A playful male voice was mixed with the sound of heavy knocking. After a while, the old woman's eyes widened and she fell straight backward.

There was no old woman blocking his view, Fang Cun could clearly see the man in front of him wearing a big robe and full of aura.

"If you don't fight, I will."

The corners of Fang Cun's mouth twitched, thinking what a strange thing this underworld is.

Zhulong looked left and right, and after making sure there was no one there, he moved closer flexibly, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Yueyue, the demon venerable, let me know."

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感谢在2021-08-3102:44:43~2021-09-0120:50:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: eat an orange and squeak 7; Xiaolu loves to learn 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Shouxupeng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!