Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 278 Lord of the God Realm 4
The gatekeepers were two errants in official uniforms. At this time, they stopped Mo Lin with big knives in their hands, with undisguised sneers on their faces. One of the errants teased, "Aren't fallen angels also gods?"

Another errand stuck out his tongue, and teased, "Since he has fallen into a deity, he is no longer that high-ranking god! He is just a person spurned by the six realms!"

And Mo Lin's face, which was originally as light as tea, became more and more ugly, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of seriousness.

The hand hidden in the sleeve robe was tightly clenched, and even the veins on the forehead burst out. In fact, there is still something different from before.

However, now that it is time for him to seek help from the underworld, it is naturally impossible for him to confront them head-on, so Mo Lin slightly bent his waist and said with a good temper, "I really need to discuss something with the Pluto, I am the Nine Heavens God Mo Lin."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the two errants laughed even harder, as if the tears in their eyes were about to overflow, "If you were that Mo Lin God Lord, we would still be that Mo Ze Emperor!
Who doesn't know that the God Realm just fought against the Demon Realm, so let's go and stay where it's cool!
Don't interrupt our errands! "

Speaking of which, one of the errands even pushed Mo Lin, with deep impatience on his face, and waved the big knife in his hand a few times, threatening, "This god, please stand aside and don't disturb us Brother work!"

Mo Lin's originally neat robes were wrinkled by the push, and his brows were so frown that he could almost kill a fly. It turned out that becoming a Fallen Angel is really such a humiliating existence.

If he was in the past, he would definitely fight these two bad guys, but now he has calmed down a lot after going through so many things, and he waited patiently by the side, watching the souls of those wandering gods being killed. The ghosts took back to the underworld.

The doorkeeper asked, "Why have so many gods died recently?"

Another errand touched his nose and said awkwardly, "Maybe he was killed by the demons."

The battle between gods and demons against all living beings in the six realms was widely spread, but what they didn't know was why the demons retreated.

And in the vast distance, there is a woman in white robe holding a frost-covered divine sword in her hand. The blood flows along the tip of the sword to the ground. Every step is blood-stained red, and the bloody smell spreads in the air. The pungent smell can be smelled from a long distance.

The woman's pale skin was almost transparent, and there seemed to be blood flowing inside. The sword rubbed against the ground, making a cold sound, just like the desolate moonlight. Although the faint moonlight was reflected in her eyes, but It was full of dim light, and the eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unable to shake any waves.

She walked to the gate of hell with a numb expression like that, and when she glanced at Mo Lin in front of the door, she looked away without a trace, as if Mo Lin was just an insignificant person.

And the two errants who were still bragging immediately bowed to each other, with respectful expressions on their faces, "The Son of God is here for the first time! Pluto and Judge Cui are waiting for you!"

And Mo Lin came out from the corner, grasping Zichu's wrist with a strong palm, his eyes filled with deep disbelief.

He couldn't believe that she saw him turning a blind eye, he couldn't believe that they really had nothing to do with each other anymore, and the thousands of words in his mouth turned into an incomplete sentence, "Zi Chu, those... the gods are you Did you kill it?"

(End of this chapter)