Chapter 820 (2/2)

Ji You Nai drooped his eyes, took a deep breath and clenched his fist in secret. He pretended to be calm and calm. He was afraid to show his horse's feet. ”I want to report to King Jiang. It's a corpse. You have issued the order to kill a person who has the ability to resolve any attack of spiritual power and is not hurt by the spiritual power

”Is it?” Deep ice eyes, no warm query voice, Jiang Wang seems not to believe.

”Yes Although he has powers, he doesn't have any spiritual power. With a knife inserted into his heart, he is instantly killed, and his soul is destroyed by me. There is no need to worry about it. ”

”Then throw his body into the lava pool and destroy it. After a while, the Western underworld guests will arrive. You come up and stand beside the king.”

King Jiang coldly and haughtily and coolly patted the armrest of Yama's seat, and let Ji Younai go up.

Because lingshiyin is also standing beside him. Ji Yunai, one left and one right, happens to be his most trusted right arm.

As a result

After Ji Younai gives the corpse to the ghost general, he takes a peek behind him. Gong Si ranyu sends him to look at her candle dragon and GUI. He laughs bitterly. In front of all the ghosts and gods, he refuses King Jiang.

”No, I'm good at standing in the crowd, and I can also contact with you. I just took office for a month. I'm not familiar with everyone. How kind I am to stand together, or...”

Ji you is half low head, rubbing hands, words have not finished, suddenly!There was a roar of impatience from above --

”come up!”

He was choked.

Wow, this man, what kind of anger

King Jiang's anger, all of a sudden, the ghosts and gods in the hall were scared to kneel down, and said in unison, ”Your Highness, please don't be angry!”

For a moment, there were only jiyunai and the two fierce beasts that followed her in the hall.

But in the end, Ji Younai had to go up to the high rank and go to the side of King Jiang. He stood beside him with the ghost face judge.

Although Ji you didn't understand, where was Jiang Ziwen so angry

It turns out that he was angry, so terrible?

At this time, outside the main hall, bugles and evening drums were heard, just like the foreign envoys. Someone called out loud outside the hall --

”the guests from the underworld of the West are coming!”

Listen to the tall and grand hall door opened by itself.

Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'An, as well as the tall and burly ghosts with iron chains and axes will follow

A tall and thin figure with a black cloak and a huge black death sickle, wrapped in black fog, floated in like a ghost.

Attention, it's floating, not walking.

The Black Death sickle was twined with chains, jingling.

The whole face of the visitor is covered by the huge hood of his black cloak. He can't see his face clearly. However, the mystery of death emanating from all over his body is full of dark smell. If you look at it more, you will feel that death is coming and your back is cold.

In the end, the vibe of the Western underworld, holding the sickle of death, stood in the middle of the hall and bowed slowly in a gloomy way to show his friendship.

”Your name is taboo?”

The king's face was expressionless and his pupils were cold.

”The God of death in the Western underworld, acting captain of zero team, number: 0.”

With a strange male voice, it is quiet and elegant, which gives people a mysterious feeling of ancient aristocracy.

Ji Younai looked up and down curiously at the man who was called the Western God of death.

Mumbling to himself: ”strange, how can this sound so familiar?”