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Luo Yuan: [Video]
Bai Wuchang: What is this?
Luo Yuan: Look at it
A minute later, Bai Wuchang sent a series of sweaty expressions.
Bai Wuchang: (Sweat! Sweat! Sweat!)
Bai Wuchang: Brother Luo Yuan, don't tell me that this is a soul restraining ceremony designed by you!
Luo Yuan: What's the matter, isn't that a high profile?
Luo Yuan: When Brother Hei smiles, life and death are unpredictable; when Brother Hei lifts it up, the world will come for nothing! This is my special funeral culture here, with a tradition of hundreds of thousands of years!
Luo Yuan: How about this, since it is the reincarnation of an autopsy, then I will make you a more festive song
Not long after, Luo Yun shared a song "Today Is a Good Day" by Song Zuying.
Bai Wuchang clicked on it.
"Dang bang! Dang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
"Hey Hey!"
"Ah~~~~"
"Happy gongs and drums, knocking out the joy of every year!"
"Beautiful dance, sending joy from the sky!"
Bai Wuchang was dumbfounded on the spot.
Goosebumps fell all over the floor.
Bai Wuchang: Shocking!
Bai Wuchang: Brother Luo Yuan, I never thought wow, you are a dirt dog
Bai Wuchang: With such a silly dance, coupled with such an earthy tune, it¡¯s no wonder that little straight girl from Guanjiangkou is willing to give in
Luo Yuan: You are the real dog!
Luo Yuan: When the soil reaches its extreme, it becomes tide!
Luo Yuan: Do you understand?
Um! ?
Only when the soil reaches the extreme is the tide!
Suddenly, Bai Wuchang felt that this sentence seemed to make sense!
Bai Wuchang: Brother Luo Yuan, how do you say this?
Luo Yuan: (a nose-picking expression)
Luo Yuan: Think about it, the little boy of the Yao family is the son of Yang Erlang's sworn brother. He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. What big scene hasn't he seen? People like this would rather drink dog pee than eat dog meat with the masses, they are especially good at pretending to be aggressive, and what they pay attention to is a maverick! Faced with this kind of weirdness, we have to do the opposite!
Luo Yuan: You taste it, you taste it carefully
Bai Wuchang: It seems to make sense!
Luo Yuan: Besides, aren't you impatient now? If you have to force it, I have a way. Have you heard of 'Nine Dragons Pulling Coffins'?
Bai Wuchang: no
Luo Yuan: Nine dragons are pulling the coffin to send someone to a funeral. Doesn¡¯t that seem compelling?
"Kowloon pulls the coffin!"
"Huh? This seems to work!"
Bai Wuchang was full of praise.
But after careful consideration, it seems that the black coffin carrying the coffin is also a bit interesting, and it is a surprise victory.
"Forget it, try both."
"Come here!!"
"Call some ghosts who are darker to come and carry the coffin!"
"Catch a few more bone dragons! The bigger ones, the bigger the better!"
At this moment.
? The Three Realms, looking south to Buzhou.
Guanjiangkou.
This is a treasure land rich in Guanhai Shengang. It is located at the confluence of three rivers, and it is the best Dongtian Fuyu.
The well-known Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun Yang Jian, after smashing Taoshan to save his mother, he led the six sages of Meishan and the 1200 grass-headed gods to live a life without shame and impatience. Don't ask about world affairs.
At this moment, in a certain mansion in Guanjiangkou, a middle-aged immortal general in robes is sighing. He is one of the six sages of Meishan, the Fourth Taiwei of Meishan, and Yao Gonglin.
"Son, don't be self-willed, go reincarnate quickly!"
"Reincarnation and restoration is a major event!"
Taiwei Yao looked at a spirit floating above the courtyard, and tried to persuade him.
"Father, there is no need to discuss this matter."
"I, Yao Xiaochuan, was born in Guanjiangkou and died a ghost of Guanjiangkou. I can't afford to lose this person."
A boy with star-like eyes was looking into the distance with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of annoyance.
He, Yao Xiaochuan, is also a prominent figure in Nanzhan Buzhou.
The money has been paid, and the greetings have been called, but the underworld has sent an intern soul-detaining envoy, what do you mean? Look down on him? Still look down on Guan Jiangkou and his father? Look down on Uncle Erlang?
"Oh, my lord, what should I do!"
A beautiful woman is also in a hurry, she is Yao XiaoyuLiu's mother, Mrs. Liu, "Master, why don't you go and ask Brother Erlang to remind the hell?"
"Nonsense!"
Taiwei Yao flicked his sleeve robe, "Even though brother Erlang and I are sworn brothers, we can't ask him for help in everything, not to mention, brother is busy now!"
"Master, don't you want to watch Xiao Chuan become a lonely ghost woo woo woo"
Mrs. Liu cried very sadly.
Taiwei Yao lowered his eyebrows, turned around and said: "Go! Take ten incense sticks and light them, and protect Xiao Chuan's soul first."
"Yes, sir!"
The servant took the order.
At this moment, some guards in the yard who opened their eyes suddenly discovered that something was flying over from the northern sky!
"It's a dragon!"
"Bone Dragon of Hell!"
A guard pointed it out and yelled.
"What?"
"The underworld is finally here?"
Taiwei Yao looked at it and was immediately overjoyed.
I saw that above the sky in the north, dark clouds were rolling in, overwhelming the city, and nine huge monsters protruded from their bodies. They were nine bone dragons from the underworld.
Around the neck of each Skull Dragon, there is a thick bronze chain!
Where the nine long bronze chains extend, there is a black coffin!
This coffin is also very particular. It is made of special wood from the underworld, and it is covered with red flowers of the other shore, which is gorgeous and noble, shocking.
"Good, good, good!"
"Kowloon pulls the coffin!"
"Xiao Chuan! Did you see that? This battle was not so exaggerated when Dad was reincarnated and rebuilt!"
"Beil has face!"
Taiwei Yao watched and applauded repeatedly, full of praise.
?I also thought that the guard of honor guarding the soul of the underworld in recent years has become more and more majestic.
However.
"I do not want!"
Yao Xiaochuan was at a high altitude, and spit out three words, which spread hundreds of miles away:
"Vulgar! Unbearably vulgar! Something more fun!"
"There is nothing new in such a huge palace of impermanence?"
"Pathetic! Deplorable!"
The nine ensemble performers in the sky were dumbfounded on the spot, you look at me, I look at you, neither advancing nor retreating.
At this time, a leader of the soul arrester who was hiding in the dark, secretly cursed the son of a bitch, opened the Qiankun instrument, and sent a message to Bai Wuchang.
Commander of Soul Detainer: Thank you, sir! This kid is still not satisfied, what should I do?
Bai Wuchang: I'll knock the fuck out and listen to King Yama!
Bai Wuchang: (Get angry! Get angry! Get angry!)
Bai Wuchang: Oh, there's no other way, let's start the place name plan
Commander of the Soul Detainer: Understand
"Attention to all ministries, attention to all ministries, start the local name plan!"
"Nine-headed bone dragon, go back!"
"Heitian ghosts and gods, have you practiced well yet? Come out!"
The commander of the soul arrester gave an order.
The nine-headed bone dragon immediately turned into nine wisps of green smoke and slipped back to the underworld, replaced by five Heitian ghosts and gods who are thousands of feet tall!
Their whole body was pitch black, darker than Brother Hei!
Four of them were lined up in a square formation, carrying a huge coffin on their shoulders, and a leading dancer was standing in the front, holding a huge bone staff. Although the momentum was magnificent, his eyes seemed a little nervous
"Play the tune!"
The commander gave another order.
In an instant, a piece of cheerful and festive music resounded between heaven and earth.
"Dang bang! Dang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"
"Hey Hey!"
"Ah~~~~"
"Happy gongs and drums, knocking out the joy of every year!"
"Beautiful dance, sending joy from the sky!"
The Divine Comedy comes out!
Thousands of miles around are all shocking!
But what is even more jaw-dropping is that the four coffin-carriers and one leading dancer Heitian ghosts and gods actually danced to the music, and the huge coffin on their shoulders also bumped accordingly.
left and right!
Right right left left!
Swing, swing, swing!
Every beat is stepped on steadily, full of rhythm!
An inexplicable sense of ritual of restraining the soul came to my face! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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