Eternal Gate

"Enough...enough."

The ghost sneered, took the paper money, and fled away.

After that, a black hand was seen stretched out from the door.

It is the hand of the ghost.

Just because there was still a lot of paper money scattered on the ground, he grabbed a handful again.

Zhao Yun looked at the corner of his mouth and twitched.

This should be a greedy ghost.

It's really interesting, everyone is gone, and I don't forget to come back and grab another hand.

Such a motivated ghost is really rare.

"Is it gone?"

"Can you use paper money in the underworld?"

"It deserves to be number one in the world! The ghosts are all scared away."

Everyone was whispering, looking in awe.

Not only in awe, but also novel.

It turns out that ghosts are not so scary! It's also very talkative.

"This kid is too..."

Look at Zi Ling and Xiao Linglong, the looks of the two are particularly wonderful.

The young master of the Zhao family is so good at bluffing people, not counting the bluffing in the yang, even the underworld, the bluffing face is not red and not breathing.

Nonsense, my old lady was terrified.

Luna coughed dry and wiped illusory sweat.

I'm really afraid that the ghost has a sinew. If you turn your head and find the Pluto, then you don't need to call souls. Both she and Zhao Yun will be invited to the Yin Cao Jifu to drink tea.

In fact, the possibility of ghost chasing Pluto...very small.

Calculated by Yang Jian's level, the ghost difference is at best a catch.

The Pluto is similar to the emperor, so he must dare to find the emperor quickly, even if he has that kind of heart, at his level, he can't see the Pluto.

Compared with this, it is more comfortable to take a little money to go back.

It was precisely because of this that she dared to fool around, and was sure that the ghost would not dare to find the Pluto. With her coercion, it was just right, and it was enough for the ghost to be scared.

Win-win cooperation.

They want souls, and ghosts are short of money, so why not do it.

"I knew it could cause a ghost, so why bother."

The Moon God sat on the moon again, muttering alone.

This is true. It’s much better to have a good relationship with ghosts. It’s much better than the soul-calling. Even the soul-calling formation does not need to be found, and there is no need to arrange the soul-calling formation, let alone the help of the crowd. Just a long light is enough. .

Hum!

While speaking, the gate of the underworld was closed.

The moment the door was closed, the black candlelight of the ever-bright lamp returned to normal, and there was a ray of soul floating out, floating into the body of Furong under the gaze of everyone, it should be the ghost who let it go, taking the money and giving the soul.

The old saying goes well, money can make ghosts go around.

Today, everyone saw the live version.

It turns out that the ghosts are not so scary, and they are also very talkative.

Anything that can be solved with money is nothing.

The ghost is gone, and the time to witness the miracle... has arrived.

Looking at the sleeping lotus, her little finger trembled slightly, and there was a trace of vitality revived, and it had become a prairie fire on her body, and gradually had a heartbeat. The blood that had solidified for nearly ten years was also slowly flowing. Now, Ben's pale cheeks are also painted with a touch of ruddy.

"Really...resurrected?"

Everyone was shocked, their eyes straightened.

Although Furong hasn't woken up yet, her vitality has recovered. It is only a matter of time before she wakes up.

The previous doubts now finally have answers.

People who have been dead for nearly ten years can really return to the sun.

At this moment, everyone collectively looked at Zhao Yun in the black robe.

No. 1 in the world, so powerful!

"It's shocking."

Zi Ling murmured softly, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe it.

That little Wu Xiu in the True Spirit Realm was truly amazing.

"Even Master, it may not be possible!"

Xiao Linglong's mood is surging, so that Furong can return to the sun, and the means are heavenly!

Zhao Yun's body trembled, and tears were forced.

If it were not for the untimely situation, he would have knelt before the bed.

He is playing Hongyuan, the play is still to be performed, and his identity cannot be revealed yet.

Zhao Yuan didn't have the scruples he had.

"Furong."

Father had rushed to the bed, crying in silence and bursting into tears.

Zhao Yun immediately turned around and left like the wind.

He wants to take off this black robe as soon as possible and will come again as Zhao Yun.

"gone."

Although everyone was still in the mood, they got up, with a lot of foresight, and withdrew quietly. In the next sensational period, they are obviously not suitable to be present. Yin and Yang are separated by ten years, and the couple should have a lot to say.

"Where..."

Furong woke up and opened her eyes again after nearly ten years.

Maybe he was dead for too long, maybe it was too long asleep. After opening his eyes, he looked like a puppet with a dull look and hollow eyes, just looking at the roof quietly.

"Furong."

Zhao Yuan choked out.

The call was hoarse.

At this point, Furong slowly turned her eyes, her empty eyes gradually became more confused. In the confusion, there was a trace of sobriety and a touch of emotion. Everything turned into water mist, reflected in the candle fire, and condensed into Frosted.

"Am I... dead?"

"Yun'er's Master, Daxia's Hongyuan, resurrected you."

"Master? Hongyuan?"

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yuan couldn’t hold back any more, he hugged Lotus in his arms, as if exhausted all his energy, and wanted to integrate his wife into his body. It’s been nearly ten years. In the spring, autumn, winter and summer, the flowers are blooming, his wife , Finally came back.

"Where have you been."

"Your master came and resurrected your mother."

Here, as soon as everyone left the room, they ran into Zhao Yun who had rushed over.

Since Hongyuan came, Zhao Yun's face has disappeared.

Anyhow, it's an apprentice.

It's a son anyway.

Why are you so indifferent, that ghost is more dedicated than you.

He pretends to be Hongyuan, it's strange to see him.

Zilingmen are clear, and Xiaolinglong Yemen is clear.

Men Erqing returned to Men Erqing, and neither of them exposed Zhao Yun.

The motherless children eventually resurrected their mothers, and they knew their minds.

"mother."

Zhao Yun has rushed into the underground palace like crazy.

This call was suppressed for nearly ten years, and Zhao Yun was full of tears.

"child."

A good family of three was finally reunited.

"Why do I still want to cry!"

The fat little black man buried his head and rubbed his eyes severely.

I haven't seen my mother, and I want to find someone, so I screamed my mother happily.

"Senior Hongyuan! Where did you go?"

The Zifa child murmured, still wanting Hongyuan to help him treat his illness?

The so-called illness is his form.

With so many people present, except for Xiao Linglong, he was the lowest.

"It's not in vain tonight!"

The crowd gathered in the small garden pavilion, sighing with emotion.

Is your head still covered up to this day? Don't want to be shocked.

The most shocking is the two girls.

If it is really Hongyuan, they can accept it.

The question is, that is Zhao Yun in the true spirit realm, is that product opened?

The underground palace, the picture is warm.

Zhao Yuan and Zhao Yun couldn't stop crying, they should be crying with joy.

Furong also whimpers with tears, her dim eyes, and a lot of trance. After a lifetime of death, she is like a dream. Before the dream wakes up, the blood is sad; after the dream wakes up, the family is reunited again, the husband is here, the children are there, and the husband is back What to ask.

"While young, have another one!"

A good sensational picture, because of Zhao Yun's words, the style of painting has changed suddenly.

To be precise, it was because of the words of the moon god, this lady made up for the thief.

In a word, Zhao Yuan was stunned.

In a word, Furong's cheeks were filled with red clouds.

"Father, mother, you talk."

Zhao Yun coughed, covering his mouth and left.

He has to go, and if he doesn’t go, Luna will say something more wild. I wanted to thank Luna. It’s such a whole thing, but it’s more real to scold her, and it’s so serious. You really don't choose an occasion!

The atmosphere of the underground palace is a bit embarrassing.

Look at these two people, how do you say it! Some don't match well.

Xu Shi has suffered too many shocks over the years. Zhao Yuan, who is in his prime, has a lot of silver hair in his hair and is quite old, while Furong, who has been sleeping for ten years before returning to the sun, is still so young and beautiful. With a smile, the years are bleak, these two people stand together, don't know, think they are father and daughter?

It does not matter.

The important thing is that they are still alive.