Ding Peng started to cry uncontrollably as he spoke.

While crying, he said: "My father said that the emperor and our Ding family have a cross-generational relationship. My grandfather once drank wine, ate meat, and carried his legs with the emperor..."

"okay!"

Listening to the boy's words getting more and more outrageous, the emperor finally couldn't help but interrupt him and said angrily: "Don't say those useless things. I don't know what you are thinking? To tell you the truth, your father will not survive."

Ding Peng was not surprised by this result. After arriving at this place, the emperor was obviously going to have a showdown with him, but if that was all, what was the point of coming here?

Therefore, Ding Peng did not feel ashamed about this, and said as if he should be like this: "Yes, my father is still a loser when he is alive. It is difficult for him to reach the god level in this life. It doesn't matter if he is dead. Anyway, the underworld is so big, there will always be him."

There is always an official position in the city, which can be regarded as a serious position."

The emperor looked at him suspiciously, but heard Ding Peng's voice change at this moment: "But what should I do if my father dies and his soul cannot fall into the underworld?"

"impossible!"

The emperor shook his head decisively, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something. He raised his eyelids and looked at Ding Peng with a half-smile on his face: "Are you trying to frame me?"

"No, no, how dare you do anything in front of the emperor?"

Ding Peng narrowed his eyes and complimented, but it was more of a sarcastic tone. At this point, he had no way to turn back. The emperor let him go into the back mountain, but he probably never thought about letting him leave from here again.

Just listen to him continue: "It's just that before I came, I went to my fat master's old address and took out something from it. I have asked the ancestors to deliver it to my father. I'm afraid it won't be long before it is delivered.

It’s in my father’s hands.”

"Something??" The Emperor frowned, suddenly having a bad feeling in his heart, and a haze formed in his eyes: "What is it?"

"Haha, it's nothing. My master originally said it was left to me, but I thought it was of no use, so I just gave it to my father."

Ding Peng stretched out his fingers and took out his ears and said: "It's just a small, square box. My fat master said it was the merit accumulated by him when he saved the ghosts' ghosts. It's not much, just a few trillions of merit."

"nonsense!"

The expression on the Emperor's face suddenly changed, and with a sharp shout, Ding Peng's face turned pale.

There seems to be a vast ocean in front of me, with roaring waves and roaring waves, covering the sky and the sun, but I am just like a small boat in this vast ocean, no! Not even a boat, I can only be regarded as a lonely leaf, just a solitary leaf.

It only takes one wave to break it into pieces.

Fortunately, at this time, layers of golden light swayed from Ding Peng's arms, covering him tightly, giving him a chance to breathe.

The emperor glanced at Ding Peng's arm and immediately frowned.

Of course he could see the innate artifact, but the method of turning the acquired into the innate was definitely not something that Ding Peng could possess. Combined with the means of mirror shadow and mysterious light escape that Ding Peng had just set up in front of the door, the emperor was shocked and seemed to know.

Why did Ding Peng have the courage to come to him?

Thinking of this, the emperor restrained the anger between his brows and said calmly: "Who do I think it is? It turns out that you are backed by Taoist Shangqing. But even so, what you just said about the actual number of trillions of merits is nonsense. If there are really so many merits,

How could he be easily suppressed in the Eighteen Hells back then?"

"That's because my master cares about all sentient beings and has left behind a legacy of merit just to bring order to things when necessary."

Ding Peng raised his head and looked at the emperor with firm eyes: "If you don't believe it, you can take out the memory of my master who was taken away and take a closer look."

The emperor didn't speak. He looked directly at Ding Peng as if he wanted to see through him. After a moment, he saw a dignified look on his face: "Nonsense!"

After saying that, he flicked his long sleeves, took the wishing copper coin from Ding Peng's hand, and disappeared in front of Ding Peng. Seeing the disappearing figure of the great emperor, his heart suddenly relaxed, and his whole body seemed to be losing strength.
Chapter completed!