Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a fire. Xue Zhao turned his head and saw the screaming Yeyou God running out of the temple. He looked out with his left hand, and another black rope stretched out to tie Yeyou God up. Xue Zhao waved his hand to destroy the Yin fire on Yeyou God's body.

The black rope pulled, and the night wandered to the front of him.

Xue Zhao looked at it and said, "Name."

Yeyou Shen opened his mouth and spit out a strange sound. Xue Zhao was puzzled and said that Yeyou Shen was not honest. He immediately thought about it, and the black rope tightened, Yeyou Shen screamed in pain.

"Master, don't make things difficult for the gods of Yeyou," Xue Zhao turned his head and saw that the gods on the ground had woken up. The gods of golden armor said, "He has died for too long. He has long forgotten the words when he included them, and now he only knows nonsense."

This is how nonsense comes from? Xue Zhao is confused about the affairs of ghosts and gods. Where can he tell whether what the Golden Armor God General said is true or false?

The Golden Armored God General said again: "This matter is all about being a threat. I also asked the Immortal Emperor to raise his hands and let Yeyou Shen live. If the next person does something, he will kill and cut him into pieces."

Seeing that his words were not like fake, Xue Zhao let go of the black rope and asked, "Why do you want to harm the people?"

The golden armored god general said, "I am ashamed of being ashamed... I am not satisfied with my heart, but I am greedy."

"Can other Yin soldiers participate?"

The golden armored god will not speak.

"Has the City God participated?"

God will still not speak.

Xue Zhao sighed: "Can you always say the name?"

The golden armored general said: "I am the general of the golden armored guard under the Chenghuang Hall of Yucheng... Zhang Yongshou."

Xue Zhao felt it was familiar, but he didn't think much about it. He turned to the temple and shouted, "Xiangnu, take the yellow paper."

After a moment, Xiangnu staggered with a piece of yellow paper in her arms. Xue Zhao took it, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is the pen and ink?"

Xiangnu stared and said, "Not in the bamboo basket."

Xue Zhao scratched his head, squatted down and spread the yellow paper flat, bit his index finger and wrote a few strange words first, then wrote down the name of the golden armor god. The true qi in his body flowed, and shouted "Cross", and the god turned into a wisp of green smoke and put it into the yellow paper.

After careful observation, there was a portrait of a god general on the yellow paper.
Chapter completed!