Underworld.

Yan Jun, wearing a black robe, was crossing his legs at this time, and his whole body was tilted on the long desk like he had no bones. He was doing work on this side, and he was whispering his father's mouth.

"It's so miserable... My dad is so overwhelming. He has clearly regained consciousness. Although his body cannot move, he can still command people to do things. Why are he still lazy and enslaved us? By the way, we have been on duty for thousands of years. We have been working hard all year round, working diligently and worrying about it (the following is a boast of more than 500 words). Shouldn't he be at his own position and let me have a good sleep..."

The mouth is silly, but the movements in his hands are not slow. The brush in his hand is waving and flying, and the seal is even more sensible. The people who are waiting for their own complaints and complaints about the old Lord Yan Jun, and they are just a deaf ear to the father and son. No matter what they say, they are all right? Who dares to interrupt, that is a crime!

As for the image of Lord Yan Jun, it’s okay. They have long been used to the appearance of this Yan Jun, and no matter what you look like, whether you want an image or not, you will do your job well! But then again, except for the lack of image, Lord Yan Jun, who has no perfect ability, is no perfect person, and naturally no perfect ghost, and we can’t have too high requirements for ghosts.

It was originally very harmonious, but suddenly, Yan Jun seemed to feel something, paused his hand and stood up suddenly...

"Boom--" The chair was carried to the ground.

"Bo!" The brush was pressed directly on the desk, and the unannounced volume on the table was dyed with a large ball of thick black ink marks.

"Come here! Come and send me the Qin envoy!" Pushing the desk, Yan Jun picked up his long cloak from the side, shouting and ordering to the side.

What happened? It actually made my family's unchanged life, always looking careless and unfair, so nervous. Didn't you see Lord Yan's face turning into a gray face? When was the last time my family's Yan's expression? By the way, it seemed that it was the battle with those birdmen. It can be said that it was the battle that laid the foundation for Lord Yan's madman, no, it was his great reputation. For a long time afterwards, these forces saw the people (ghosts) in their underworld.

Who is so blind this time that he actually offended this Lord Yan Jun again? He also provoked his Lord Yan to this extent, and he obeyed you for three minutes of silence for you, and praised him, "Jun, you are such a hero, you dare to provoke such a madman, and you admire him."

This heart muttered, but it was not visible on the face. When executing the command, the speed was even more first-class. He quickly passed the summons of Yan Jun. After a few breaths, a light smoke passed by, and the figure of the Qin envoy appeared silently.

"Mr. Yan!" The Qin envoy clasped his fists to Yan Qun and bowed, "Mr. Yan is so anxious to summon him, but what happened?"

"The defensive magic weapon I gave to my sister has been lost by nearly 30%." Yan Jun said with a blue face.

"What?!" The Qin envoy was shocked and looked like he couldn't believe it.

Underworld.

Yan Jun, wearing a black robe, was crossing his legs at this time, and his whole body was tilted on the long desk like he had no bones. He was doing work on this side, and he was whispering his father's mouth.

"It's so miserable... My dad is so overwhelming. He has clearly regained consciousness. Although his body cannot move, he can still command people to do things. Why are he still lazy and enslaved us? By the way, we have been on duty for thousands of years. We have been working hard all year round, working diligently and worrying about it (the following is a boast of more than 500 words). Shouldn't he be at his own position and let me have a good sleep..."

The mouth is silly, but the movements in his hands are not slow. The brush in his hand is waving and flying, and the seal is even more sensible. The people who are waiting for their own complaints and complaints about the old Lord Yan Jun, and they are just a deaf ear to the father and son. No matter what they say, they are all right? Who dares to interrupt, that is a crime!

As for the image of Lord Yan Jun, it’s okay. They have long been used to the appearance of this Yan Jun, and no matter what you look like, whether you want an image or not, you will do your job well! But then again, except for the lack of image, Lord Yan Jun, who has no perfect ability, is no perfect person, and naturally no perfect ghost, and we can’t have too high requirements for ghosts.

It was originally very harmonious, but suddenly, Yan Jun seemed to feel something, paused his hand and stood up suddenly...

"Boom--" The chair was carried to the ground.

"Bo!" The brush was pressed directly on the desk, and the unannounced volume on the table was dyed with a large ball of thick black ink marks.

"Come here! Come and send me the Qin envoy!" Pushing the desk, Yan Jun picked up his long cloak from the side, shouting and ordering to the side.

What happened? It actually made my family's unchanged life, always looking careless and unfair, so nervous. Didn't you see Lord Yan's face turning into a gray face? When was the last time my family's Yan's expression? By the way, it seemed that it was the battle with those birdmen. It can be said that it was the battle that laid the foundation for Lord Yan's madman, no, it was his great reputation. For a long time afterwards, these forces saw the people (ghosts) in their underworld.

Who is so blind this time that he actually offended this Lord Yan Jun again? He also provoked his Lord Yan to this extent, and he obeyed you for three minutes of silence for you, and praised him, "Jun, you are such a hero, you dare to provoke such a madman, and you admire him."

This heart muttered, but it was not visible on the face. When executing the command, the speed was even more first-class. He quickly passed the summons of Yan Jun. After a few breaths, a light smoke passed by, and the figure of the Qin envoy appeared silently.

"Mr. Yan!" The Qin envoy clasped his fists to Yan Qun and bowed, "Mr. Yan is so anxious to summon him, but what happened?"

"The defensive magic weapon I gave to my sister has been lost by nearly 30%." Yan Jun said with a blue face.

"What?!" The Qin envoy was shocked and looked like he couldn't believe it.

Underworld.

Yan Jun, wearing a black robe, was crossing his legs at this time, and his whole body was tilted on the long desk like he had no bones. He was doing work on this side, and he was whispering his father's mouth.

"It's so miserable... My dad is so overwhelming. He has clearly regained consciousness. Although his body cannot move, he can still command people to do things. Why are he still lazy and enslaved us? By the way, we have been on duty for thousands of years. We have been working hard all year round, working diligently and worrying about it (the following is a boast of more than 500 words). Shouldn't he be at his own position and let me have a good sleep..."

The mouth is silly, but the movements in his hands are not slow. The brush in his hand is waving and flying, and the seal is even more sensible. The people who are waiting for their own complaints and complaints about the old Lord Yan Jun, and they are just a deaf ear to the father and son. No matter what they say, they are all right? Who dares to interrupt, that is a crime!

As for the image of Lord Yan Jun, it’s okay. They have long been used to the appearance of this Yan Jun, and no matter what you look like, whether you want an image or not, you will do your job well! But then again, except for the lack of image, Lord Yan Jun, who has no perfect ability, is no perfect person, and naturally no perfect ghost, and we can’t have too high requirements for ghosts.

It was originally very harmonious, but suddenly, Yan Jun seemed to feel something, paused his hand and stood up suddenly...

"Boom--" The chair was carried to the ground.

"Bo!" The brush was pressed directly on the desk, and the unannounced volume on the table was dyed with a large ball of thick black ink marks.

"Come here! Come and send me the Qin envoy!" Pushing the desk, Yan Jun picked up his long cloak from the side, shouting and ordering to the side.

What happened? It actually made my family's unchanged life, always looking careless and unfair, so nervous. Didn't you see Lord Yan's face turning into a gray face? When was the last time my family's Yan's expression? By the way, it seemed that it was the battle with those birdmen. It can be said that it was the battle that laid the foundation for Lord Yan's madman, no, it was his great reputation. For a long time afterwards, these forces saw the people (ghosts) in their underworld.

Who is so blind this time that he actually offended this Lord Yan Jun again? He also provoked his Lord Yan to this extent, and he obeyed you for three minutes of silence for you, and praised him, "Jun, you are such a hero, you dare to provoke such a madman, and you admire him."

This heart muttered, but it was not visible on the face. When executing the command, the speed was even more first-class. He quickly passed the summons of Yan Jun. After a few breaths, a light smoke passed by, and the figure of the Qin envoy appeared silently.

"Mr. Yan!" The Qin envoy clasped his fists to Yan Qun and bowed, "Mr. Yan is so anxious to summon him, but what happened?"

"The defensive magic weapon I gave to my sister has been lost by nearly 30%." Yan Jun said with a blue face.

"What?!" The Qin envoy was shocked and looked like he couldn't believe it.

Underworld.

Yan Jun, wearing a black robe, was crossing his legs at this time, and his whole body was tilted on the long desk like he had no bones. He was doing work on this side, and he was whispering his father's mouth.

"It's so miserable... My dad is so overwhelming. He has clearly regained consciousness. Although his body cannot move, he can still command people to do things. Why are he still lazy and enslaved us? By the way, we have been on duty for thousands of years. We have been working hard all year round, working diligently and worrying about it (the following is a boast of more than 500 words). Shouldn't he be at his own position and let me have a good sleep..."

The mouth is silly, but the movements in his hands are not slow. The brush in his hand is waving and flying, and the seal is even more sensible. The people who are waiting for their own complaints and complaints about the old Lord Yan Jun, and they are just a deaf ear to the father and son. No matter what they say, they are all right? Who dares to interrupt, that is a crime!

As for the image of Lord Yan Jun, it’s okay. They have long been used to the appearance of this Yan Jun, and no matter what you look like, whether you want an image or not, you will do your job well! But then again, except for the lack of image, Lord Yan Jun, who has no perfect ability, is no perfect person, and naturally no perfect ghost, and we can’t have too high requirements for ghosts.

It was originally very harmonious, but suddenly, Yan Jun seemed to feel something, paused his hand and stood up suddenly...

"Boom--" The chair was carried to the ground.

"Bo!" The brush was pressed directly on the desk, and the unannounced volume on the table was dyed with a large ball of thick black ink marks.

"Come here! Come and send me the Qin envoy!" Pushing the desk, Yan Jun picked up his long cloak from the side, shouting and ordering to the side.

What happened? It actually made my family's unchanged life, always looking careless and unfair, so nervous. Didn't you see Lord Yan's face turning into a gray face? When was the last time my family's Yan's expression? By the way, it seemed that it was the battle with those birdmen. It can be said that it was the battle that laid the foundation for Lord Yan's madman, no, it was his great reputation. For a long time afterwards, these forces saw the people (ghosts) in their underworld.

Who is so blind this time that he actually offended this Lord Yan Jun again? He also provoked his Lord Yan to this extent, and he obeyed you for three minutes of silence for you, and praised him, "Jun, you are such a hero, you dare to provoke such a madman, and you admire him."

This heart muttered, but it was not visible on the face. When executing the command, the speed was even more first-class. He quickly passed the summons of Yan Jun. After a few breaths, a light smoke passed by, and the figure of the Qin envoy appeared silently.

"Mr. Yan!" The Qin envoy clasped his fists to Yan Qun and bowed, "Mr. Yan is so anxious to summon him, but what happened?"

"The defensive magic weapon I gave to my sister has been lost by nearly 30%." Yan Jun said with a blue face.
Chapter completed!