After two or three reincarnations, I took medicine and ran to the moon.
Originally, the moon was just the moon. Where did the Guanghan Palace come from and where did the Jade Rabbit come from? It was just a dream.
"this… "
The King of Hell looked troubled. It was obvious that the great gods had put pressure on him.
"What the hell, why didn't the King of Hell invite us in to take a look when we got here?"
Si You said as he was about to walk inside.
"No, no, God, please stay!"
The King of Hell quickly stopped Si You who was about to go in.
Although if they go in, they won't cause those souls to scatter, but they will still have some impact.
Naturally, the King of Hell does not want to have this influence, because in the future, the entire underworld will not be able to be managed well.
But what should these gods do
In the end, the King of Hell decided to agree first and then do it casually.
Although he couldn't offend these gods, he couldn't offend Chang'e and the others either.
"well!"
But after he agreed, a book in his hand was snatched away by Qingming.
"Absolutely not!"
As soon as he saw that the book, which was more important than his own life, was held in Qing Ming's hand, the King of Hell turned pale with fright.
Although, it is already very white.
"I don't want to embarrass you, so... I want to write it myself!"
As he spoke, Qing Ming stretched out his jade fingers, asking him to hand over the pen quickly.
The King of Hell looked at Qing Ming and smiled very sweetly. The eight suns around him also smiled very brightly.
It was obviously a very sunny scene, but it made him feel cold all over.
This is the situation, and you still say that you are not trying to embarrass him. This is simply ridiculous!
Hehehehe...
Here, the King of Hell is in a state of unspeakable suffering and is in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.
Later, I still couldn't face the eager gazes of their brothers and sisters.
Still trembling, he handed over his pen.
Qingming took his pen and opened the book.
That book is specially used by the great gods and immortals.
Qingming opened it and flipped through two pages in a row before finding Chang'e.
She ignored and struggled with the king of hell.
I brushed a few strokes and started writing.
After writing a line of words, the fonts started to glow.
These fonts, after they shine, show that they will soon become a fact, and they cannot be erased.
The other brothers couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Qing Ming's vigorous writing.
In the first life, pig. Second life, chicken. The third life, dog. … And then until the eighteenth life, there was no one.
They are all mundane things, and they cannot be cultivated into perfection.
Thanks to my sister for thinking of this.
"It's written!"
After Qing Ming finished writing, he waited until the handwriting was completely dry before passing the notebook to the King of Hell.
As he was passing it over, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.
The book was flipping through the pages, and Qing Ming suddenly saw a name in it.
"Fenglang? Who is this person?"
In fact, this name is not familiar to people, but his reincarnation is quite unlucky.
"This is the phoenix of Fengxian Island. He was born with great brilliance, but for some reason he keeps getting bad luck, and then he keeps having severe tribulations... But he is very unlucky, and every severe tribulation is very bad luck!"