Report: Lord Yan Jun ran away again!

In order to maintain order in the underworld, there are many additional rules.

One of them is: All ghosts in the underworld who have officials and duties stay in the mortal world for more than one day will be punished by entering the first level of hell in the Hall of the Secretary. The duration of the punishment depends on the length of stay.

I have been in the mortal world for eleven days...

Counting it, the underworld has indeed passed a day.

Now I have to go back to the underworld to be punished.

If you don't hurry back... there may be some unnecessary troubles.

But this...

Yun Mu's face was completely dark.

As soon as Lu Qian left, he left Prince Chen's mansion. Will there be any unknown troubles?

But now I don't care so much.

In order to be able to come to the mortal world in the future, he must return to the underworld immediately.

"Let's go..."

Bai Wuchang breathed a sigh of relief, hurried to help Hei Wuchang up, and disappeared into the room with Yun Mu.

"Why, are they still fighting?"

Yun Mu walked in front, followed by Black and White Wuchang.

"Master Wen, it's... Lord Wen and Lord Meng have been fighting for four hours."

As soon as he entered the underworld, Yun Mu changed back into the dull black robe, which was gloomy and gloomy.

Before the three of them arrived at Biancheng Palace, Yun Mu heard the sound of Wen Yue and Meng Jiang fighting.

Are you hitting so hard?

Just because Wen Yue smashed Meng Jiang's bowl?

Yun Mu couldn't understand it, and when he entered the hall and saw the two people flying around in the air, he was even more surprised.

Panting, Meng Jiang held the long spoon and glared at Wen Yue viciously.

Wen Yue's face was even more angry, her lips turned blue with anger.

"Hey, you two, do you want to rebuild the hall for me?"

Yun Mu slowly walked towards the throne, looking at the two with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the two had a meal together.

There was a smile on the corner of Yun Mu's mouth, but his eyes were cold.

He took out two walnuts out of nowhere, and while playing with them, he looked at the two of them playfully.

The entire palace was instantly enveloped in Yun Mu's terrifying aura, and Black and White Impermanence was so frightened that he dared not breathe.

Wen Yue first floated in front of Yun Mu, her face still full of indignation, "Pray for peace! Zi Yuan is going to kill me!"

"Oh?" Yun Mu looked at Meng Jiang with a smile.

"I'll kill you? I'll fucking kill you? You smashed my bowl and the villain sued first? Fuck you, you have to be ashamed!" Meng Jiang immediately scolded back.

Yun Mu was taken aback...

It was the first time he heard Meng Jiang swearing.

In his impression, Meng Jiang was an unsmiling person, with no expression on his face all the year round, and he never said a word, let alone swearing.

It seems that Wen Yue really made Meng Jiang very angry this time.

"What did you do to make Meng Jiang angry?" Yun Mu asked curiously.

"I..." Wen Yue suddenly glanced at Meng Jiang, but hesitated to speak.

"Damn it, you dare not tell me!" Meng Jiang, dressed in a dark gray robe, jumped to the center of the hall and told Yun Mu the truth.

"Qian, on the day you were going to the mortal world, this fellow ran to Naihe Bridge to show off to me, saying that Lord Yan Jun's old heart would be beating, and proudly said that thanks to his guidance, you can be so courageous. "

Yun Mu: "Go on."

"Then all the ghosts beside the Naihe Bridge heard it, and they clamored why they are all ghosts, you can go back to the mortal world, they can't."

"Then they attacked in groups. Not only did they blow up my Mengba stall, but they also took over my pot!"

"This guy is still irrational. Not only does he not repent, but he also smashes my bowl. Can I fucking bear it!! Can I!!"

"So..." Yun Mu flicked his sleeves heavily, and sat on the king chair with a missing corner, "You think this matter is also my fault, so you smashed my palace?"

"Uh..." Meng Jiang suddenly wilted, "Then I'm short of breath..."

"However, in this way, I am indeed at fault. What do you think... what should be done about this matter?"

Wen Yue lowered her head and dared not speak.

Meng Jiang glared at Wen Yue several times bitterly, and said unwillingly, "I'll help you repair the main hall."

"Wen Yue...do you agree?"

Wen Yue knew she had made a mistake, but still dared not speak.

The black heart in Yun Mu's palm suddenly rolled violently, and he probed straight towards Wen Yue.

Wen Yue took a step back in shock.

"Pray for peace!" Meng Jiang stuck out the long spoon, stopped the cloud of black air in the air, and said in a deep voice, "I was also at fault, I was a little impatient, I completely forgot to stop the riot, and only wanted to teach Wen Yue a lesson. It's not all Wen Yue's fault."

"What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, does this make me look like a villain?"

Yun Mu withdrew the cloud of black air, and stared at the two of them coldly.

"You can settle this matter yourself, this gentleman... is going to the City of Death."

"Wonderful City?" Wen Yue raised her head suddenly and asked in surprise, "Are you going?"

"I have to bear this punishment, so let's go."

Yun Mu waved his hand wearily, Wen Yue glanced at Yun Mu worriedly, and followed Meng Jiang to leave Biancheng Prince's Mansion.

Looking at Meng Jiang's back, Wen Yue felt aggrieved, "Ziyuan..."

"I just want to say a few more words to you, I'm sorry...I didn't expect such serious consequences..."

"Shut up." Meng Jiang suppressed his anger, "You and I... can't go back."

"No! I don't believe it!!" Wen Yue hugged Meng Jiang from behind uncontrollably, "Whether it's a thousand years or ten thousand years, or hundreds of thousands of years in the future, I will never give up!"

"That's your business, nothing to do with me."

Meng Jiang coldly pushed Wen Yue away, turned around and left without looking back.

Wen Yue's heart ached beyond measure.

Mencius Yuan, I have been working hard for so long. For thousands of years, I have never regretted the things I did at the beginning.

Not a day goes by without asking for your forgiveness.

Why do you still refuse to forgive me, refuse to look at me more?

Meng Jiang had said a word to Wen Yue thousands of years ago, when Wen Yue expressed again and again that she would not give up.

"It's a pity to give up some things, but persistence is meaningless."

Wen Yue didn't take it seriously at the time, and still had the cheek to pester Meng Jiang.

Now, Wen Yue suddenly understood the meaning of Meng Jiang's words.

It turns out that Meng Jiang really...doesn't love herself...

Wen Yue dragged her tired body, turned around in the opposite direction, and left step by step.

Yun Mu leaned on the king's chair, gently rubbing his temples, in vain...

I am going to the City of Death to receive the punishment.

The first level of hell in the city of dead dead - often kneeling iron sand small hell.

As the name suggests, the punishment is: kneeling in the iron sand hell for six hours, which is a full twelve hours.

Don't lose a moment, let's go now.

Yun Mu took a deep breath, and left the hall in a flash.