After hearing my voice, the whole court went crazy

Underworld, Naihe Bridge.

Everything on the Naihe Bridge was going on in an orderly manner as usual, with people queuing up, drinking soup, and being reincarnated.

Meng Po was secretly dozing off on the side, letting the ghosts who were about to be reincarnated make their own soup to drink, and after they had finished drinking it, they would be taken to be reincarnated by the ghost soldiers.

Several of the ghost soldiers' eyes were rolling up to the sky, and they were secretly chirping, "Look, how can you be so lazy?"

Suddenly, a little ghost fell out of her soup pot, and then one after another fell into her pot like dumplings, overturning her soup pot and splashing soup all over her. Green soup hung on her face, and there were even unidentified objects.

"Bang~Bang~Bang"

"Roar!"

The shrill screams of ghosts were extremely harsh, as if they had their own attack power, causing many ghosts to suffer excruciating pain, as if their entire souls were trembling.

Thousands and thousands of little ghosts fell from the sky, densely packed together, each one looking strange, with green faces and fangs, baring their teeth and claws, ready to bite any ghost they saw.

"Ah! Who is it? Who? Who spilled my soup? I have been cooking this soup for ninety-nine and eighty-one days. I have been working day and night, all year round, to cook this soup with great effort!" Meng Po shouted with gritted teeth and wiped the soup off her face.

: "Ahhh! Who wants to die!"

A little ghost rushed towards her, and Meng Po subconsciously blocked it, grabbed the ghost's head, twisted it, and cut it into pieces.

Meng Po was still not satisfied. She quickly moved among the little ghosts, not like an old lady at all. She tore them apart as if to vent her anger.

The bridge suddenly became chaotic, and many ghosts began to bite the ghosts they saw.

It happened that the Black and White Impermanence did not go out today and were just slacking off on the Naihe Bridge when they heard a commotion on the bridge.

Many ghosts let out shrill screams as their souls were mostly eaten by the little ghosts. Fortunately, they were stopped in time by the ghost soldiers who arrived.

"Oh my god, where do all these ugly things come from?" Bai Wuchang covered his eyes and punched each little ghost to pieces.

"Go quickly, go and report to the King of Hell, and tell him that ghosts are attacking the underworld." Bai Wuchang subconsciously asked a ghost soldier to go and file a complaint.

When Meng Po saw the Black and White Impermanence appear, she shouted, "Go and have a look. What's wrong here? Why are there so many devils? Where is the judge?"

"I don't know!" Bai Wuchang shook his head, thinking that maybe it was that little girl who did this again! He had a bad feeling in his heart.

Inside the Hades Palace, the King of Hell was drinking tea with the Judge. At the same time, he was in Versailles, feeling that he had too much free time, feeling anxious and frustrated, like a hero without a place to use his talents!

It's the same thing every day, it's so boring, there is no novelty at all.

The judge chirped and said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, you are right."

"You are so free!"

"It's bad, Lord Yama, ghosts are attacking the underworld, bringing thousands of little ghosts with them. The Naihe Bridge is in chaos."

The smile on the King of Hell's face suddenly cracked.

what?

"Who? How dare you attack the underworld?"

Just because he is Versailles doesn't mean he wants to cause trouble, right?

The judge laughed subconsciously, then quickly suppressed his laughter, his mouth twitching: "Lord Yama, let's go and take a look!"

Above the Naihe Bridge, little ghosts kept falling down, and a group of ghost soldiers had already taken the ghosts to other places for resettlement.

The underworld, which has been silent for thousands of years, has never been attacked by anyone. The last time was when Zheng Anning made a big fuss in the underworld, but it was not anything serious.

When the King of Hell and the Judge arrived, they saw a ghostly aura in the sky. The black ghostly aura was different from the yin energy in the underworld. It was more evil and even more terrifying.

As the ghost energy was swirling, the ghosts saw a huge ghost shadow appear in the sky and fight with people. It was so fast that it became an afterimage. The black ghost energy and the golden sword shadows were intertwined, making it difficult to see clearly.

The Black and White Impermanence immediately recognized Zheng Anning, subconsciously looked at each other, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ghost Mother? Wasn't the Ghost Mother sealed?"

"No wonder the little girl resorted to such a desperate measure. This ghost mother is immortal. How can mortals fight against her?"

The King of Hell's face turned even darker, and he snorted coldly, "Great! You are so bold, Ghost Mother, what do you think of my underworld? How dare you cause trouble in the underworld?"

Zheng Anning was already very tired. She quickly retreated towards the direction of the King of Hell and other ghosts. She ran to the King of Hell and blinked, then subconsciously complained, "Lord King of Hell, this ghost mother is so abominable. As soon as she was born, she wanted to eat all the living beings in Liangzhou City of my Great Zhou."

The ghosts then saw Zheng An Ning's condition clearly. She was covered with scars, her clothes were tattered, and there was even a big hole in the sleeve of her arm. Her fair little face was covered in bruises, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth.

When the ghosts in the underworld saw her pitiful appearance, they immediately stood on Zheng An Ning's side. Look, the arrogant little girl before was forced into this state.

"Ghost Mother, how dare you bring disaster to the world?" the King of Hell said coldly.

"Hey, isn't this the King of Hell? It's not your turn to interfere in my affairs. Even the King of Fengdu has to give me some face, and you dare to give me a cold shoulder?" The ghost mother said with disdain and sarcasm, her terrifying face twisted.

She gathered those devils together, and they consciously formed a huge black lotus throne so that the ghost mother could sit down and eat conveniently.

Upon hearing this, the King of Hell cursed, "Bah, you? You still want some face? If I give you some color, you will open a dyeing factory. The King of Fengdu doesn't want to get involved in shit, so as not to dirty his hands."

"You, King of Hell, don't be so arrogant. In fact, my seniority is higher than yours!"

"Tsk, you are nothing but a nobody. People recognize you as an evil god because they are giving you face. In the final analysis, you are nothing but a ghost, even worse than ghosts. Ghosts all understand propriety, righteousness, integrity, the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, and moral ethics. What about you? You even eat your own son. People say that even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. You are worse than an animal."

The ghost mother was so angry that the ghost energy on her face was churning, the flesh on her face was falling off with a whooshing sound, and smoke was coming out of her head.

[Wow, the King of Hell's mouth is like a blessing, six! Look, the ghost mother's face is falling down in anger, it's amazing. ]

The King of Hell heard Zheng An Ning's thoughts and secretly boasted. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. This is nothing. I'm going to show you my skills.

"Look at you. You have the nerve to call yourself a ghost mother. To put it nicely, you are eating your own son. To put it bluntly, isn't what you are eating shit? It all comes out from below. You might as well stop eating what you give birth to and eat what you poop. Self-production and self-sale is also a cycle! This king thinks this is also an immeasurable merit of yours!"

【Hahahahahahahaha~hahaha~, wow, this is a great idea! How come this isn't considered shit? Buddha said, it is whatever you think it is.】

Zheng Anning was standing aside, looking at the King of Hell with admiration, thinking, "Why didn't I think the King of Hell was so handsome before? He's absolutely amazing!"

The ghosts covered their faces as they couldn't bear to look at it, and some were even chirping. The King of Hell wasn't like this before, why is he speaking so viciously now?

The King of Hell didn't know what they were thinking. If he knew, he would definitely snort coldly. He might be Versailles, but he didn't really want to compete. He didn't want to cause any trouble. Wouldn't he have to say goodbye to the leisurely days of drinking tea?