Yama Rising - 599

He is already a mansion.

Qin Ye slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

It’s been a few days…the endless yin is still surrounded in all directions, like mist and haze. It’s like amniotic fluid wrapped around a baby. At this moment, a yin vortex suddenly condensed outside his eyebrows, and all the yin qi rivers were absorbed into the sea as if they were flowing into the sea.

Shulala…A red robe was scattered, and it fell on the ground with no respect.

The chest, abdomen, and arms are embroidered with a fine eighteen hell map. If the ancient tuanlong robe. It’s just that the quality is much finer. The fabric is smooth and shiny, and it feels like winter snow.

Wrap the candle dragon jade belt around the waist. The tapped candle faucet is carefully crafted. Wearing a winged crown on his head, he is inlaid with pearl carvings on the left and right Haechi.

The former judge’s pen, the book of life and death, became a dark token hanging around his waist. The three characters “Zhong Fujun” were written in blood-red characters.

Yin Qi was gradually swallowed by the vortex of his forehead, and the bodies of Wang Chenghao, Oda Nobuya, Liu Changmin, and Quan Jinghao emerged from behind the black mist. A pair of eyes stared at him.

“President?” A look full of disbelief: “It’s done?”

Qin Ye felt it, smiled and nodded: “It should be.”

“No…” Wang Chenghao took a closer look: “It shouldn’t be… there should be a vision of heaven and earth… For example, there is a bright moon in the sea, golden lotus species in the sea of bitterness… You are so silent like a monarch. Breathe? Really?”

“It’s really done.” Oda Nobuya looked at Qin Ye excitedly. He is a little better than Shouhe who is not worthy of his name, and what swayed out of his pupils was not what Qin Ye looked like.

It’s… hell.

Qin Ye is hell at this moment.

Looking with ghost eyes, his human form has basically disappeared, becoming a kind of spirit body like a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, raging ghost fire is gushing all the time, and countless sinners are screaming and crying in it. And… the form is changing all the time!

High-level Yin difference, impermanence. This is the root cause of the high-level negative facial features that have never been recorded in history.

On the contrary, there is a detailed description of Zhong Kui. But no matter what the information is, there is no description of the man, the true face of the king!

Because they have no real content.

They themselves are the endorsements of sin and punishment. They are swords, scales, laws, and eyes of blame, but they are not any creatures.

“Congratulations to Master Qin for the advancement of the palace!!” Oda Nobuya bowed to the end and said with excitement.

A netherworld can only be considered the top rank if it has a principal at least at the level of a mansion! It’s a mastermind!

Qin Ye smiled, he could clearly feel this kind of strength, and accompanied by strength, there was also a strong self-confidence.

“How long has it been?” he asked with a sigh of relief.

“It’s been two days since Marquis Zhong advanced.” However, it was not Wang Chenghao or Oda Shinta who answered him. Another hoarse voice came from behind. The door of Room 402 opened suddenly, and a gorgeous carriage drove in.

Rumyantsev’s carriage.

Like the first meeting, it is still a skeleton horseman, a skeletal horse, and a gorgeous gothic carriage. The difference is that this time, the car body is officially hung with the clan emblem. It was a grizzly bear surrounded by a ribbon, a light gray grizzly, a blue ribbon, and a white bottom. It is engraved with golden words in Russian: Peter.

Peter family.

The name of the family of Special Envoy Peter Alexandrovich Rumyantsev.

As the carriage came, Oda Shintadaka, Wang Chenghao, Liu Changmin, and Quan Jinghao suddenly raised their heads, shaking all over, and stepping back a few steps like an electric shock.

In their eyes, the world instantly turned black and white, and all the sounds disappeared, only the sound of horses hooves pulling the skeletons of the cart. Crisp and loud, every step seems to step on their souls. Every sound made their souls swell, and then suddenly shrank, which was extremely uncomfortable!

Brush…In their field of vision, a dark and ink-like yin was suddenly pulled away, and countless dead souls were wailing and crying in it. The hands that wrapped around the yin formed the ocean, desperately trying to reach out from the yin-qi prison. , But never reach the other shore. An extremely distorted, bloodthirsty karma eroded their souls crazily, making them almost screaming with their heads in their arms.

At this moment, Qin Ye calmly took a few steps forward, just blocking them, and in an instant, all the illusions disappeared. They suddenly realized that the carriage had stopped ten meters in front of them at some point.

“What’s this?” Wang Chenghao said with a cold sweat, looking at his hands in amazement.

The feeling just now… it was like falling into the entrance of hell. All memories are the source of nightmares.

“The high-level coercive expression of the mansion? Maybe.” Qin Ye put his hands on his back, and said lightly: “I still can’t. This is to test whether I have come to the mansion…”

There was a dead silence at the scene. A few seconds later, the coachman jumped out of the carriage and respectfully opened the door, and a bright leather shoe stepped on the ground. Rumyantsev had turned into a human form and walked down with dignity.

“Mr. Zhong.” With a smile of Hexi, he bowed respectfully: “Advanced Marquis, congratulations.”

The enthusiasm of the attitude makes it impossible to see that the two have fought life and death before.

Maybe this is the true face of the other party? Or… the stunts of political creatures?

If international politics is a dining table, the left leg named assassination underneath, and the right leg named despicable kicked desperately against the person across the table. On the white tablecloth of the table, the two sides drove champagne and talked about the two people’s It is so late to meet on the Seine.

This kind of effort…

Very suitable for this king!

Qin Ye smiled warmer than him, and smiled restrainedly: “You are polite, if it weren’t for the care of Marquis Peter, I must have not been so fast.”

Rumyantsev’s blue veins jumped fiercely, his smile on his face was extremely standard.

He doesn’t want to come, he doesn’t want to come at all! He doesn’t want to come here at all!

However, the loser must have the attitude of the loser. Because… Opposite is a top netherworld spokesperson who cannibalize people without spitting out bones!

The Czar’s message has not arrived yet, and he must consciously make up for his fault. Even if you put your face on the ground.

“It is an honor for me to be able to help Mr. Zhong.” Rumyantsev bowed gracefully again. Even the most stringent etiquette teachers could not fault: “Russian underworld has no intention of breaking our long-standing model of getting along. In order to consolidate China and Russia. For the friendship between the prefectures of the two countries, we specially prepared a splendid banquet. I don’t know… at twelve o’clock in a week, can Mr. Zhong appreciate it?”

have a look.

This term, this wording.

Qin Ye almost thought that he and he were a year-long acquaintance!

“We?” Of course, King Qin Yan has always been familiar with the skill of pushing his nose to the face: “Liu Yu?”

“Yes.” Rumyantsev straightened up with a standard smile, neither close nor unfamiliar. He held it at a perfect distance: “I think a pleasant dinner will help our two countries resolve some wonderful misunderstandings. What do you think?”

“If you think of entering the vassal country without permission and launching a coup is called a misunderstanding. This official doesn’t mind informing the king of Yan’s views on your country.” Qin Ye said coldly.

Forbearance… I forbearance!

Rumyantsev took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. Such a straightforward contempt, it used to be the attitude of the Russian underworld to other underworlds, but now… it is actually used by one of the four regulars!

Just as he felt before, Zhong Kui didn’t understand etiquette at all! It’s so barbarous that it doesn’t look like a high-ranking official from the heavens!

You won, I admit, the next moment is to ask for the loot.

Let me vomit blood happily, and vomit blood that makes me unpleasant, and you care about your country on the spoils. Which one do you choose?

Even at this time, do you have to slap my lord? !

He was humble and couldn’t pick up any mistakes, did not answer, and made a please gesture.

Qin Ye didn’t move.

The scene was embarrassingly humiliating. On Rumyantsev’s lowered head, his teeth clattered. This kind of grandeur…it makes him worse than death!

The loser has no dignity!

He didn’t even lift up for twenty seconds. Still maintaining the same posture, it was a world of difference from the attitude that Qin Ye’s carriage was not enough to let the coachman greet him for the first time. Qin Ye shook his sleeves, and Shi Shiran asked, “Address.”

Rumyantsev took a deep breath and adjusted his facial expression. When he raised his head, his smile seemed to have never changed. He took out a dark envelope with gold dust inlaid around it and handed it to Qin Ye.

“I sincerely await your visit.”

After taking off his hat, he turned into the car.

As the carriage moved farther and farther, his face became colder and colder. When the door of 402 closed with a bang, there was a loud noise in the carriage, and half of the car body was turned into dust.

The wreckage fell, Rumyantsev’s skeletonized fist was still in the air, and his facial muscles were hideous and twisted. Senbai’s teeth are intertwined tightly.

“What a Chinese country… what a arrogant Sichang!!”

“Today’s humiliation… I remember… You better pray, you will never be weak!!”

“Damn it! отвратительный мусор!”

Across the door, Qin Ye looked at the invitation in his hand with interest. Tsk tsk… it still smells like powder…

“My lord, are you going?” Oda Nobuya tentatively asked.

Qin Ye nodded: “Of course.”

“You are not afraid…”

“Faithfulness.” Qin Ye interrupted him and smiled: “Now it is different from your Warring States era. There are not so many banquets. Nuclear weapons do not know? Kill the leader and it will be over? No, nuclear weapons will be destroyed. Give them a hundred courage, and they dare not do anything to me.”

“And…” He licked his lips excitedly: “This is a good time to search for loot!”

Loot?

The four ghosts looked at each other, hardly keeping up with Qin Ye’s brainwaves.

“Do you know the Qing Dynasty?” Qin Ye sneered and rubbed his fingers: “Isn’t it just a fight to sign a treaty? We have fought a war, and we haven’t gotten the oil and water, so what do we rush to return to China?”

“Relax a hundred hearts, I can guarantee that we will be the gods of Hanyang in the next days. If you lose, you have to admit, be beaten, and stand upright. Their consciousness is higher. And…”

He looked at the huge underground: “How can you let go of so many trophies?”

Everyone followed his gaze and looked at Qin Ye like a ghost a few seconds later.

“The loot you said…is it them?!”