Reborn: The Godfather Has Fallen For Me

  "Your Lord, you need to go through eighteen layers of **** to get the dragon whip."

   "What did you say? Eighteen layers of hell?"

  Xiaobao did not expect that Yan Jun would actually say such a condition. He can only get the dragon whip after going through 18 levels of hell. Is he still alive?

   "My Lord Chu, there are a lot of eighteen layers of hell, and the bottom layer is where the dragon whip is placed."

   "Uncle Yan Jun, you guys really know how to play."

  Yan Jun is also helpless. King Tiange personally ordered that he wants to release the water, but he can’t.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates are also in accordance with orders, and they still have to remind your Majesty that if the Princess cannot be rescued within the prescribed time, the soul of the princess is far more terrifying than the calamity that the lower eighteen layers of **** will have to endure. "

"What's the meaning?"

"Here, Lord Prince, you must hurry up. That incense can burn for seven or forty-nine days. Once the hour arrives, if the Prince is still able to pass the test, the king will personally pick you up, and the princess will disappear. Between heaven and earth."

   "Uncle Yan Jun, are you kidding me."

   "The subordinates are definitely not kidding, because even the Black Emperor and the Milky Way will return to their original positions."

   "You guys are too good at playing, okay, don't waste time, I want to see what the first **** is like."

  Xiaobao was much lazy and said, anyway, he has to break through, so he should hurry up.

  The first layer: Tongue Hell.

  Second layer: Scissor Hell.

  The third layer: the iron tree hell.

  Fourth floor: evil mirror hell.

  Fifth floor: steamer hell.

  The sixth floor: the **** of copper pillars.

   Seventh floor: Knife Mountain Hell.

  The eighth floor: iceberg hell.

   Ninth floor: Hell of oil pot.

  Tenth floor: Niukeng hell.

  Eleventh floor: Hell of rock pressure.

  Twelfth floor: Spring Hell.

  Thirteenth floor: Hell of blood pool.

  Fourteenth floor: Hell in vain.

  Fifteenth floor: Hell of punishment.

  The sixteenth floor: volcano hell.

   Seventeenth floor: Hell of stone milling.

  The eighteenth floor: Knife-saw hell.

  To experience these eighteen levels, it is definitely not simple. From ancient times to the present, no one can really get through, and you must peel off if you die.

  Looking at Xiaobao walking in, Yan Kuan and Shen Xiaoxiao stood at the door, looking at his back, Yan Jun was a little embarrassed. Is it really good for Lord Hei Di to deceive the child like this?

  "Sir Hei Di, Lord Prince He----"

   "Nothing, this is what he must bear."

  Yan Kuan just finished speaking, the dark ghost city suddenly gave out a golden light, 19 appeared floating, Yan Jun did not expect how big people like to come to this Fengdu ghost city now.

"King"

   "Master Hei Di, Xiao Xiao."

   "19, you are here too."

   "Well, but Little Treasure has already gone in?"

   "Well, I said you are good at playing."

  19 smiled helplessly, but he knew that the Black Emperor and the others were training their own son, and it had nothing to do with whether they were the prince or not.

   "You guys can play better." 19 said a little bit playfully.

   "How is the situation on Dabao?"

   "You know, Dabao must be experienced before he can be reborn, so Xiaobao can only comfort you."

   "Understand, rest assured, as long as Xiaobao and Dabao have gone through all the catastrophes they deserve, they can truly grow up."

  ……

Dressed in a moon-white wide-embroidered long dress, gold silk embroidered stitching, the long blue silk is pulled up high by a white hosta, and nothing else is cleaned up, but it is such a simple jewelry that makes Fanxing’s temperament like an immortal. , High is supreme, and there is even a feeling that I dare not look directly.

  Of course, the prerequisite is that Van Star cannot speak, because as long as he speaks, hehe, that kind of fairy-like temperament will disappear instantly.

When Faith appeared in front of everyone with the princess makeup, everyone was surprised by it. The tedious peacock embroidery and the red princess dress that Zhenghong can only wear make her look extremely graceful and solemn, and Van Star is definitely two different costumes.

However, Brahma Star had already sat in the upright position a step earlier. He didn't mean to get up when he saw Feisi coming in. He even held a thin silk thread in his hand. This extremely arrogant appearance made the people around Feisi. Are extremely dissatisfied.

   "That's the position of the princess, girl Brahma, you are sitting wrong." The handmaid said, making Brahma sitting there without even looking, but just opened her mouth and said:

   "I can sit wherever I want, no one can control it."

While talking, playing with the silk thread in their hands, in that way, everyone who looks at it feels disgusted. They are dressed so immortally, but the sitting thing is so disgusting. I have never seen anyone who can be a junior. So upright and righteous.

   "Girl Brahma, there are some things that are yours and yours, not yours, and force it is not yours."

   Seeing this, Faith knows that this little Nizi is very arrogant, and now that Ramadan is not there, she really doesn’t need to pretend.

   "You all go down."

  All the servants watched the princess let them go down. They didn't dare to say anything, and backed quietly, they wouldn't fight.

  After seeing everyone retreating, Faith stopped pretending, sitting in the position of Ramadan, looking at Brahma Star and said amusedly:

   "Such sharp teeth, it seems that Ramadan is really spoiling you."

   Ramadan and Zhai Yue, if you say hurry up, this accent is really easy to confuse, at least at the moment, Brahma doesn't think so much. After all, besides her, she does not know the identity of Ramadan.

  "Are you not going to pretend? I knew that everyone in the Wen family was acting and pretending."

   "Your hostility to the Wen family is really big enough."

  "You should be grateful that you can still sit here and talk to me."

   "It's a big breath."

   "Why don't you try?"

  Face's words were finished, Van Xing directly confronted her, and the silk thread in her hand was shot directly at Faith. She hadn't tried her new weapon yet.

  However, I had promised to kill Wen Rong at the end of Ramadan, but now that Wen Rong wants to hit him, of course, she has to suffer a bit.

  But what Fan Xing didn't expect was that she had some magical tricks, but it happened that Faith escaped her first attack.

  Vatican Star is not stupid, and he knew something was wrong with this shot.

   "You can actually avoid it."

   "Joke, I am also a fourth-level samurai anyhow, you really think how good you are."

  Face said this deliberately. She still doesn't believe that this little girl knows the power of a samurai. Seeing such a simple appearance, it is impossible to know this.

   "Samurai? Huh, then I will learn from the samurai."

Van Star made another move, and this time he was no longer merciful, but at this time Faith deliberately stopped and shrank to the ground, looking very embarrassed, similar to being bullied, and even the jewelry on her head fell off. On the ground.

   "No, don't kill me."

  "Van Xing, stop!" Ramadan entered the door, just to see that Ven Xing attacked Wen Rong without leaving a trace...