"Di Zhang, don't be like this. If you don't admit it now, you will admit it one day in the future."
Han Ruoyun didn't take Emperor Zhang's words to heart. After saying the previous sentence, she came up with the next sentence.
"Di Zhang, what happened here?"
"Say!" Here, Shen Xiaowan had already grabbed Wu Tiankui's collar, her face covered with frost, and she asked with a ghostly look.
"Tell me the truth, what did you do to my husband?"
Wu Tiankui said hurriedly: "I...I don't have it."
He was also shot while lying down.
"No? Then what are the traces of fighting here?"
Emperor Zhang was all numb.
"He is my friend, don't do this."
"Yes, yes, we are friends." Wu Tiankui nodded repeatedly, so scared that he almost lost his soul.
Only then did Shen Xiaowan let go.
Wu Tiankui looked resentful, who is this?
No, what the hell is this.
Zhang Di said helplessly: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Don't take the initiative to come to me if you have nothing to do in the future. I will definitely come to you if you need me."
Han Ruoyun looked heartbroken: "Emperor Zhang, how could you do this? You, Jiang Zi, the Lun family is so heartbroken!"
Shen Xiaowan had a look of disgust on her face.
Zhang Di said helplessly: "Please be normal. You will go back to where you came from. If you need help, I will definitely come to you."
The two female ghosts' faces were full of resentment, like two resentful women.
"Let's go, bye!"
Zhang Di rode on the small electric donkey and slowed down this time, only driving at a speed of 160 miles. This speed was completely within control.
And Emperor Zhang decided that he would never drive so fast after driving late at night. Fortunately, the person he bumped into this time was a practitioner.
If it hits an ordinary person, it will be knocked apart.
Watching Emperor Zhang leave.
Han Ruoyun licked the corner of her mouth and showed a hungry wolf-like expression: "Didn't you notice that there is something different about him?"
Shen Xiaowan pondered for a moment and then said: "It seems...his energy and blood are dozens of times stronger than when we first saw him."
Han Ruoyun's eyes lit up, her peach blossom eyes darting back and forth.
After only a few days of seeing each other, Emperor Zhang's energy and blood increased from an ordinary person to such a terrifying level.
The stronger Zhang Di's Qi and blood means, the longer he can be in contact with ghosts, and some intimate actions will not cause any harm.
She seemed to have discovered something and gradually became excited, her eyes flashing like a hungry wolf.
With the increase of Qi and blood, Emperor Zhang can even consume Qi and blood to play a taboo game of soul fighting with the female ghost.
This is only a few days. If it takes another ten days and a half, his Qi and blood will reach a certain level.
The future new owner of this underworld was nothing to worry about. As she thought about it, Han Ruoyun giggled.
Shen Xiaowan said with a look of disgust: "You look like an idiot now, and you look so vulgar when you smile."
"Humph, do you want to take care of it? Let's go home and watch the show!"
Han Ruoyun left in a hurry, followed closely by Shen Xiaowan, but Han Ruoyun was secretly excited. Fortunately, Shen Xiaowan hadn't figured this out yet.
The young marshal's first blood must be mine!
When Emperor Zhang returned home, he lay down on the soft big bed. His head was still groggy and he almost fell asleep instantly!
After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Zhang found himself in a deserted area. The eerie atmosphere around him told him that he had another nightmare.
A lifelike old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a Daguan sword appeared in front of Emperor Zhang, with a smile on his face.
"Um, grandpa, why are you entrusting me with a dream again? Didn't I just burn a few million for you the day before yesterday, and it was all spent so quickly?"
Zhang Kui'an said disgustedly: "Does a few million count as money? Your grandfather has tens of millions of soldiers under his command."
"The little money you burned for me is not enough to sustain the army for a week. That is far from enough."
"However, you are really capable. The money you burned for me turned out to be heaven coins. According to the exchange rate, ten thousand can be exchanged for one million hell coins."
Zhang Di's mouth twitched: "Exchanging currency? Can you still play like this?"
The old man smiled and said: "Don't you understand this? Since there is the underworld, of course there is also the heaven. It's just that most mortals in the world don't know it at all."
"My dear grandson, you really spent a lot of paper money. Tomorrow I will spend some military expenses for grandpa. It's not much. One hundred million will be enough."
Zhang Di twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a sad face: "One hundred million? Aren't you trying to kill me?"
The old man chuckled: "You can burn down a bunch of good things like Gatling, so 100 million is not difficult for you at all."
"This...that's okay!"
Emperor Zhang remembered that he had gained more than 9,000 emotional points today. If he improved his strength, it would be possible to burn 100 million.
"By the way, grandpa, is the Gatling I burned for you good?"
Zhang Kui'an was greatly relieved, stroking his hands and smiling: "It's easy to use, very easy to use, but it's just a little lacking in only ten Gatlings."
"From now on, I will burn 10 Gatling guns for grandpa every day. By the way, I will also burn more bullets, so as to form a suppressive fire."
"Besides, let me burn some ak!"
Zhang Di's mouth twitched: "How about I give you a whole bunch of Laifu?"
"What do you mean? What Laifu?"
Zhang Di chuckled and said: "I'll give you a whole AK, and I'll give you a whole Laifu. Let's go through it~ make it bigger and stronger, and create greater glory."
Zhang Kui'an raised his hand and gave Emperor Zhang a slap in the face, blowing his beard and glaring: "You brat, talk nicely, you are so sinister, how dare you call me "I" in front of grandpa?"
"Tear it apart!" Emperor Zhang grinned in pain.
This is pain that comes from deep within the soul.
When he was awake, he was beaten on the head by a bald donkey. Unexpectedly, he would be beaten on the head by an old man while he was asleep. Zhang Di felt that he was miserable.
"Listen!" Zhang Kui'an said seriously: "After school tomorrow, burn some rocket launchers for me. I will use them when I attack the city."
"In addition, I promise to spend 100 million in military expenses for grandpa every week. In addition, if you think you can use the good things in the war, give me more."
Emperor Zhang nodded and said: "No problem, as long as I can help grandpa complete the great cause of unifying the underworld, let alone burning things, I will burn myself."
The old man smiled and said: "Okay, this is what you said. Grandpa will wait for the day when you burn yourself down."
Emperor Zhang was shocked; Damn it, this is his grandfather.
The old man laughed and said: "Okay, I won't follow you anymore. Burning money also requires physical strength."
"Seeing that you are so promising in burning paper, grandpa is proud of you, so grandpa decided to reward you."
The old man suddenly stretched out a finger and touched Zhang Di's forehead. A blue light flashed through, and something suddenly came to Zhang Di's mind.
This is actually a technique that can cultivate the soul. The name of the technique is Soul Swallowing Technique...
Ah, this... Soul Swallowing Art? This must be a miracle created by foodies.
"Remember, don't forget to burn the bazooka for grandpa tomorrow. Come with a few more shells, and also ask for the ak."
"If you still have some energy left, burn some fighter jets, armored vehicles, tanks and artillery."
"..."
This grandpa doesn't even consider whether he can bear it or not!