She found that other people's land gods were wearing either pure black, majestic and domineering gold, or graceful white.

Only these are the ones who wear colorful clothes, like a few butterflies.

Among the crowd, the more eye-catching you are, the more eye-catching you are.

Many people have pointed at them along the way.

Ruan Ling finally couldn't help asking: "Sir, did you design the clothes we wear yourself?"

Ye Xiaoxiao, Lian Cheng and others were also full of grief and anger.

Qin Jingrong was serious: "It's all black, it's too ordinary. When ordinary people talk about our earthly immortals, they think it's gloomy and terrible. Wearing this colorful dress can change the impression of the world."

"Haha!" Ye Xiaoxiao sneered.

Gan Die curled her lips.

Yang Laokuan looked embarrassed.

Here, he is an old man, and wearing colorful clothes is the most inappropriate one.

Ruan Ling thought that everyone in the underworld was wearing this, but who knew that this extremely vulgar colorful dress was actually Lord Qin’s exclusive bad taste!

Ruan Ling was simply powerless to complain.

It would be fine if someone looked at it with strange eyes, but the key is that there was an ugly land god who was angry and resentful, who even showed a mocking look at them.

This is unbearable.

You look like that, don’t you know?

It really makes people want to beat her up.

At this time, Gan Die shook her head slightly, her hand huddled in her sleeve and gently flicked it, and a little spark flew to the ugly guy. It burned instantly.

He burned the guy's robe and showed his shriveled figure, which made people laugh.

Ruan Ling and Chu Wu both laughed.

Even Ye Xiaoxiao, who had been cold-faced, and Lian Cheng, who were gloomy, showed a hint of pleasure.

Although they all have their own ideas, they are still very reliable when they are in agreement with the outside world.

Qin Jingrong saw this scene and nodded slightly.

At this time, the Fengdu gate ahead slowly opened.

This Feng is the capital of the underworld, the king of the underworld, the judges, the ghost generals, and the impermanent people all live here.

Chu Wu was a little nervous and asked in a low voice: "Master Qin, can we meet Lord Pluto today?"

"Maybe." Qin Jingrong shook his head, "To be honest, I have never seen the true appearance of Lord Pluto. If I could see it, it would be your luck."

Ruan Ling was also a little curious about this mysterious Pluto.

In her time, Pluto had disappeared for many years.

In this era, Pluto still exists.

She wanted to see what the ruler of the underworld, her big boss, looked like.

Fengdu is also a spotless and clean place.

From time to time, you can see the underworld's staff, leading ghosts or holding documents, and hurriedly passing by.

Ruan Ling secretly looked at the surrounding environment.

They were led into an extremely wide hall.

It is enough to accommodate thousands of people.

A handsome man in red robe, holding a book, led a few ghost generals in, stood on the steps, and said loudly: "Dear City Gods, Land. I am Cui Yu from Yinlu Department."

Cui Yu!

The head of the four judges in the underworld, the legendary book of life and death in the left hand and soul-catching pen in the right hand, rewarding good and punishing evil, and having supreme power that no one can match.

The name of this judge Cui is no lower than that of Meng Po.

Chu Wu looked at the toes and then looked intoxicated: "Judge Cui is so handsome."

Others looked at her with contempt.

As a earth immortal, there are still seven emotions and six desires in the world.
Chapter completed!