I draw Mingbi live, all my water friends are gods

Bian Que: "Hey, my good disciple, don't talk nonsense. The seventh master and the eighth master are the mainstays of the underworld and the pillars of the country. How can they rebel?"

Bian Que: "Something happened in the Eighteenth Level of Hell. Many inexplicable monsters appeared. They eat whatever ghosts they see. They are extremely cruel. Disciple, I need your support as my master."

Seeing Bian Que's barrage, Ye Yu was stunned.

Immediately I felt like something was wrong.

Regarding the war in the underworld, let's not worry about whether it is true or false. Even if it is true, what does it have to do with Master Bian Que?

It's easy for Master to be white, he's not even a little ghost, he can't fight in the underworld, and he has a rough relationship with a commoner.

Why do you have to ask yourself for support?

Are you talking so righteously?
Could this old man have learned how to cheat?

Thinking of this, Ye Yu looked at the live broadcast camera and said quietly: "Liger, let's not talk about the authenticity of the war in the underworld. Let's just say that you, a commoner, are not even a little kid. There is a war in the underworld. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"If you, old man, are short of money, just tell me straight up and I will draw some for you to burn. If you try to commit fraud, I will report you to the official!"

Bian Que: "..."

Bian Que did not expect that Ye Yu would think that he was committing fraud.

Bian Que: "Evil disciple, is your teacher such a ghost?"

Looking at Bian Que's barrage, Ye Yu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Yes, you are so right!"

Ye Yu said quietly.

Bian Que: "..."

Bian Que: "My dear disciple, I really didn't lie to you. There is really a war in the underworld. If you don't believe me, ask the Lord of Hell. I deceived you. The Lord of Hell wouldn't deceive you as well, right?"

Bian Que was told by Ye Yu that he wanted to clean up his family. This evil disciple was so annoying!

Looking at Bian Que's barrage, Ye Yu blinked.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Yes!"

"Last time, the Lord of Hell tricked me into preparing cotton-padded clothes for the underworld, but he didn't give me any substantial reward."

"To help me build the museum, I paid for it myself."

Listening to Ye Yu's words, the corners of Bian Que's mouth twitched violently.

"hiss……"

Bian Que took a breath of cold air.

"Does the Prince of Hell still have such a criminal record?"

Bian Que was stunned and stunned.

After a long time, Bian Que sent another barrage.

Bian Que: "My good disciple, I really didn't lie to you. There is really a war in the underworld. You draw some weapons and armors and burn them over to support us."

"Ok?"

Seeing Bian Que's barrage, Ye Yu was stunned.

Not asking for money?

Do you want weapons and armor?

"Master, are you planning to rebel?"

Ye Yu exclaimed.

Bian Que: "..."

Bian Que was speechless. He had never been so speechless in thousands of years. He was a doctor but a rebel!

He doesn't even want the official position given by the underworld, so he will rebel and become the king of hell?
Bian Que is not a power-hungry ghost!

You have no interest in being an official, right?

"Master, if you have such thoughts, you'd better stop quickly, there are all the Lords of Hell outside!"

Ye Yu said with a smile.

Bian Que: "..."

Speechless!

Very speechless!

What kind of weird brain circuit is this?

This traitor...

Why do you think he is going to rebel?
Are there all the Lords of Hell out there?

Do you think the King of Hell is Monkey King?
Just a handful of hair can make a basket?

Bian Que: "Good disciple, I am not joking as a teacher."

Seeing Bian Que say this again and again, Ye Yu blinked and started to believe it.

"Okay, Master, just wait."

"I'll paint it for you when I'm done here."

Ye Yu promised. Seeing that Ye Yu agreed, Bian Que breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought he would never be able to complete the task assigned to him by the King of Hell.

If it really can't be completed, the King of Hell has said so.

Let him go to the front line to kill the enemy!

How could he, Bian Que, a ghost doctor and immortal, do such unskilled things as killing people?
His duty is to cure diseases and save ghosts, okay?

Bian Que: "My good disciple, the faster the better!"

"understood!"

"Don't worry, I won't forget it!"

Ye Yu waved his hand and smiled.

With Ye Yu's guarantee, Bian Que breathed a sigh of relief, and now he could deal with the King of Hell.

On one side, Ye Yu was broadcasting live, and on the other side, Lao Liu found another one, a special experimental body that imitated the evolution of the ancient gods.

A huge experimental body with the head of an animal and the body covered in red phosphorus.

When Lao Liu took a quick look, he was shocked.

Good guy!
Isn't this Zhurong Zuwu?

These guys who created these monsters are really audacious.

Even the ancestral witch Zhu Rong was sorted out.

They are not afraid that Zhu Rong, the remnant soul of the Ancestral Witch, wandering in the long river of time, will find this body, come to the world, and take this body as his own.

When the time comes, there will be a bloody storm.

The ancient witch clan was not good-tempered.

As soon as Lao Liu appeared, Zhu Rong Experimental Subject saw Lao Liu. Looking at Lao Liu, Zhu Rong Experimental Subject licked his lips and smiled ferociously at it.

next second...

Zhu Rong's experimental subject dodged and rushed towards Lao Liu.

He raised his arm as thick as a pillar and punched Lao Liu hard.

Lao Liu rolled his mung bean eyes, picked up the sledgehammer in his hand, and smashed it towards Zhu Rong's experimental body.

But I didn't expect it to be empty.

Zhu Rong's experimental subject actually dodged.

Lao Liu couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, Zhu Rong's experimental subject raised his fist and hit Lao Liu hard on the head.

The beating made Lao Liuyi raise his head and almost fall down.

Lao Liu was shocked and immediately stepped back.

Carefully look at the Zhu Rong Experimental Body.

The next second, Lao Liu's expression changed drastically.

I felt horrified in my heart.

It really made it right.

The body of this Zhu Rong experimental subject really contains a trace of fire spirit, and there is a trace of Zhu Rong's remnant soul in the brain.

Although it is that kind of unconscious existence.

But it also greatly increased the strength of this experimental body.

If this continues, no one will care about it.

Maybe after a few years, a trace of consciousness belonging to Zhu Rong will be born.

Then the trouble will be big.

Once consciousness is born, maybe all the remaining souls of Zhu Rong can be drawn out from the long river of time, and Zhu Rong's ancestral witch can be resurrected.

When Ancestral Witch Zhu Rong resurrected in the human world, that was the beginning of the disaster.

Thinking of this, Lao Liu's eyes flashed with coldness.

I made up my mind to kill all these guys and not let any of them go.

Ye Yuke said that these guys can evolve. If one of them escapes, even an ordinary experimental subject may evolve into the appearance of a great god in the future.

Fortunately, the living god is still here, and he looks down on this low-level body.

If he evolves into a fallen god.

He is still the kind of being who was capable of reaching the sky when he died, and the big boss who can exile his own soul into the long river of time may be able to be reborn with the help of this body.

Once reborn, it will be a catastrophe.

Just thinking about it makes Lao Liu feel scared.

(End of this chapter)