He was just curious about how people like Yin Guan dealt with their emotions.

Yin Guan looked at Jiang Wang quietly for a while.

At this time, he suddenly realized that at some key life nodes, the person in front of him seemed to be present.

What an inexplicable fate.

He asked himself that he had no friends, and he was not a person willing to reveal his true feelings.

But maybe it's because Zhao Cang and Zheng Chaoyang were killed just now, or maybe the wine here is a bit intoxicating.

Maybe he did want to say a few words.

He said this: "I don't expect loyalty from others.

I face all human weaknesses.

I understand that not everyone has the courage to overcome life.

But I have to admit, I still get disappointed by it.

Maybe I liked her once, when I was young.

But even if it had happened, it is over now.

To me, she is my cousin, the person I grew up with. Now I just want to train her well, let her understand the truth of life, let her have the strength to face life alone, and then give her

She is free."

After saying this, Yin Guan tipped the wine glass upside down, and regardless of what Jiang Wang thought, he knocked on the table: "Okay, we have already talked about what should be talked about and what shouldn't be talked about. Mr. Jiang, you should go."

The grassland."

Jiang Wang looked a little unfinished: "Actually, I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm in a hurry." Yin Guan looked at him and said, "There is no way to hell. There are many orders in one day."

Jiang Wang had no choice but to say goodbye with regret.

After separating from Jiang Wang, Yin Guan also left the restaurant, made a long circle, and appeared in another small country.

In a sparsely populated small town, Hell No Gate has a dedicated foreign affairs station here.

Today, in the dark world, Hell has no gates has long been a well-known sign. The Ten Halls of Yama are famous for their evil, but the organization is not only the Ten Halls of Yama, but also more and more large foreign affairs organizations as supplements. In fact

A lot of business can be handled by the judge and ghost soldiers below.

Arriving outside a secret room, the prisoner Wang was playing with his fingers boredly - taking them off one by one and putting them on one by one.

At this time, he had returned to his outer-building body. The only thing that remained unchanged was the puppet-like feeling of stagnation.

Even Yin Guan actually doesn't know whether he is in the Outer Building Realm or the Divine Realm Realm, whether he is a male or a female, or which of his bodies is his original body or whether his original body has long since ceased to exist.

But there is no doubt that he can exert his divine fighting power.

"How is the situation?" Yin Guan asked.

"Almost." Wu Guan Wang said casually: "Boss, the injury is so serious, it is not cost-effective to treat it."

Yin Guan looked at him calmly: "In that case, why don't you practice him? I gave you a chance to be alone."

King Guan sat up straight instinctively and stopped playing with his fingers: "That's what I said."

He's not stupid.

Since King Qin Guang now dares to let him be alone with the injured King Pingping, he must have found a way to prevent him from running away. This time when he went to Youguo, although King Qin Guang did not fully show his strength, judging from his suppression of Zheng Chaoyang

, enough to see only scales and half a claw.

He has absolutely no confidence in confrontation. At least not yet.

"I won't ask you to love each other. But if he participates in the action, puts in the effort, and completes the task, he must gain something.

This is the biggest rule of No Gate to Hell." Yin Guan said calmly: "Even if it's a joke, don't let me remind you a second time."

"Ho ho." King Wuguan tried to smile stupidly. But his smile was very sinister, more like a provocation.

So shut up.

Yin Guan walked directly into the inner room, where King Pingping lay quietly...in a coffin soaked in thick blood.

Although he knew that this blood water could replenish qi and blood and nourish the body, the scene in front of him made Yin Guan unable to believe that King Guan had just said that before.

He stretched out his fingers and pressed it to confirm that King Ping Ping's mask had not been taken off before, and sat down beside him without saying anything.

King Chu Jiang and Su Muqing were still waiting for him in another secret place, but he didn't want to see him now.

Instead, I thought of a certain Daqi Marquis.

The man lying in the coffin killed the emperor and the dragon in Youguo and stole the country's power against the enemy. The power of the country he plundered was the reward for this trip.

It is impossible for someone who is not a direct descendant of the royal family to control the imperial energy like this.

Coupled with the golden flames of the great sun, the identity of the equal king of Hell has no door, it is almost obvious to Jiang.

But the guy didn't seem to have any reaction.

He originally planned to make peace with it, but in the end he didn't have the chance to speak.

After being granted the title of Marquis, it would become somewhat of a city...he thought inexplicably.
Chapter completed!