Ye Chen blinked his fingers and gave the three palaces of Yama the wisdom.

As his mind gradually recovered, the black lines appeared on the forehead of Sandou Yama, and his whole face was as dark as coke.

In the middle of the night, I meditated in the mansion. After a striking moment, I was so impressed. I didn’t need to ask, and I knew it was Ye Chen.

"Three mansions, miss me." Ye Chen laughed.

"You little bastard, you're addicted." The three of them stepped forward and kicked. They were Yan Luo, and they were like psychic beasts. Every time they called, they would fight.

"I'm abused, can't I find someone to come and save the market?" Ye Chen coughed dryly, "I thought I was here to visit Zhutian."

"Gods?" The third palace Yama raised his eyebrows and looked around. Ye Chen's words were very clear. He returned to the heavens from the spiritual realm.

However, what the three of them saw was pitch black.

This is not what they imagined, the sky is black and black, and the smell is foul smell, and the surroundings are also disgusting.

After looking around, the three of them looked at Ye Chen collectively, with strange eyes, as if they were saying: Are these heavens?

"Taotie's... in his belly." Ye Chen clenched his ears.

When the Three Palaces of Yan Luo heard this, he pulled the corners of his mouth for more than a dozen times, and his three pairs of bright eyes looked at Ye Chen like a god.

You guys are so awesome! You can even get through the underworld when you put them in your stomach.
Chapter completed!