"Enough...enough."

The ghost messed up and sneered away with paper money.

Later, a black hand reached out from the door.

It's the hand of the ghost messenger.

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

Zhao Yun pulled the corner of his mouth as he saw it.

This should be a greedy ghost man.

It's really interesting. Everyone has left, but I still don't forget to come back and grab another handful.

It is rare to see such a motivated ghost.

"I'm leaving now?"

"Can paper money in the world be used in the underworld?"

"It's worthy of being the best in the world! The ghost messenger was scared away."

Everyone whispered, looking in awe.

Not only awe, but also very novel.

It turns out that the ghost messenger is not that scary! He is also easy to talk to.

"This kid is too..."

Look at Ziling and Xiao Linglong, their expressions are particularly wonderful.

The young master of the Zhao family is really terrifying. It doesn’t count the ones who are fooling around the world, even those who come from the underworld are so scared that they don’t blush or breathe.

Nonsense, I was frightened.

The moon god coughed dryly and applied a handful of illusory sweat.

I am really afraid that the ghost will be stubborn. If he turns his head and really finds Hades, he will not need to attract souls. She and Zhao Yun will be invited to the underworld for tea.

In fact, the possibility of a ghost messenger looking for Pluto is very small.

According to the level of the living, the ghost messenger is at best a constable.

But Pluto is similar to the emperor. He must dare to ask the constable to find the emperor. Even if he has that kind of heart, at his level, he will not be able to see Pluto.

Compared to this, it is more comfortable to get back with some money.

It was because she understood this that she dared to fool her. She was sure that the ghost officer would not dare to look for the king. With her pressure, it was just right, and it was enough that the ghost officer was scared to death.

Win-win cooperation.

They want souls and ghosts have money to take, so why not do it?

"If I had known that I could have caused a ghost corpse, why would I be in such trouble?"

The moon god sat on the moon again, muttering alone.

This is true. It is much better to have a good relationship with ghosts than to summon souls. Even if you don’t need to find soul flowers, you don’t need to arrange a soul-summoning array, let alone everyone’s help. Just one eternal lamp is enough

.

Buzz!

While speaking, the gate of the underworld was closed.

The moment the door closed, the black candlelight of the eternal light returned to normal, and a wisp of soul floated out, and under the gaze of everyone, it floated into Furong's body. It was the ghost messenger who let him go, took money and gave him the soul.

As the old saying goes, money can make the devil push the mill.

Today, everyone met the live version.

It turns out that the ghost messenger is not that scary and is easy to talk to.

Nothing can be solved with money.

The time for the ghost mess to pass away, and it is time to witness the miracle... it is here.

Looking at the sleeping hibiscus, her little finger trembled slightly. A trace of the vitality of life has revived, and it has become a prairie fire on her body. It gradually has a heartbeat. The blood that has frozen for nearly ten years has also flowed slowly.

Yes, the pale white cheeks also painted a touch of rosyness.

"Resurrection really...is it?"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes were so shocked that they were both straight.

Although Furong has not woken up, her vitality has recovered, and it is only a matter of time to wake up.

The previous doubts have finally been answered.

Those who have died for nearly ten years can really return to the world.

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

The best in the world, you are so powerful!

“It’s really shocking.”

Ziling whispered lightly, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe it.

That little martial arts cultivator in the True Spirit Realm really has the power to seize the will of heaven.

"Even if you are a master, you may not be able to do it!"

Xiao Linglong's mood is surging. She can make the lotus return to the sun, and her methods are perfect!

Zhao Yun's body trembled greatly, and his tears were suppressed.

If the situation was not right, he had already pounced on his knees in front of the bed.

He plays Hongyuan, and his role is still in the play, but his identity cannot be revealed.

Zhao Yuan did not have any concerns he had.

"Hidden."

My father had already rushed to the bed, crying in vain and burst into tears.

Zhao Yun turned around immediately and left like the wind.

He wanted to take off the black robe as soon as possible and come back as Zhao Yun.

"Go away."

Although everyone was still unsatisfied, they still stood up, with great eyesight and retreated quietly. The next sensational scene was obviously not suitable for being there. The couple should have a lot to say after ten years of separation.

“Where is this?”

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

Maybe he died for too long, or maybe he was sleeping for too long, and when he opened his eyes, he looked like a puppet, with a dull look and empty eyes, and he just looked at the roof quietly.

"Hidden."

Zhao Yuan swallowed even more with a sound.

This call was hoarse.

At this point, Furong slowly looked sideways, and her empty eyes gradually became more confused. In the confusion, there was a little more awakening and a touch of emotion. Everything turned into mist, reflecting the candlelight, condensed into

Leave frost.

"I... am not dead?"

"Yun'er's master, Hongyuan of Daxia, has resurrected you."

"Master? Hongyuan?"

“It doesn’t matter.”

Zhao Yuan could no longer suppress it, so he hugged Furong into his arms, as if he had used all his strength, and was about to integrate his wife into his body. It has been nearly ten years, spring, autumn, winter and summer, flowers faded and bloomed, his wife

, finally came back.

"Where did you go?"

"Your master has come and your mother has been resurrected."

On this side, as soon as everyone left the room, they ran into Zhao Yun who was rushing to come.

Since Hongyuan came, Zhao Yun was not seen.

After all, he is a disciple.

It's a son after all.

Why are you so careless? That ghost guy is more dedicated than you.

He is dressed as Hongyuan, so it would be strange if he could see him.

Zilingmen is clear, Xiaolinglong is clear in Yemen.

The two of them have not exposed Zhao Yun.
To be continued...