Fengdu City, the Seven Soul-Section Divisions.

In a majestic hall, Fu Yanjie was wearing a mysterious outfit and sat upright above the hall.

He frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry between his eyebrows.

Although he had planned everything, the evil he sent out to inquire about the news did not return until now.

The only thing he is worried about at the moment is what relationship Yang Xuan has with Cui Fujun.

At this time, his eyes shrank slightly, looking outside the hall, waiting for the return of the secret messenger who was spying on the news.

Time passed little by little, and half an hour later, the sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the hall.

"Miao Hou, Si Jun Ye has been waiting for you." At this time, the waiter's voice came in from outside the hall.

Fu Yanjie raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked out of the hall, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I hope I'll bring back good news."

At this time, a figure surrounded by yin energy walked in from outside the hall.

"I am not in charge of Miao Hou, please see Mr. Si." Below, Miao Hou bowed.

"I'm exempted from etiquette, just tell me the results of the investigation." Fu Yanjie said hurriedly.

"yes!"

Miao Hou took a deep breath and said, "After these two days of investigation, Bei Zhi found that Cui Fujun had nothing to do with Yang Xuan."

"On the same day, Cui Fujun inspected Yang Xuan in an yamen, and finally appointed him as the fried official of the Twelve Divisions of Punishment of Evils."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanjie smiled, extremely happy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Miao Hou, let me continue to do everything I planned."

"As for your order!" Miao Houzhong nodded in a key position, then strode out.

Looking at Miao Hou who was walking out of the hall, Fu Yanjie couldn't help but laugh, "Yang Xuan! I really can't understand why you exploded Roger's soul."

At first, he thought that Yang Xuan might have something to do with Cui Fujun, so he dared to act recklessly. Now, Yang Xuan is probably a naughty person.

"Come!"

At this moment, Fu Yanjie shouted loudly, and two secret messengers walked into the hall.

"Send these two secret letters to Yang Zhiming, the Minister of the Eleventh Division, and Yinghai, the Minister of the Ninth Division of the Punishment of Evils." Fu Yanjie ordered.

"Tell Yang Zhiming and let him go to the Twelve Divisions of Punishment to take down Yang Xuan."

"Yes!" The two secretly sent to take the order and left.

Fu Yanjie breathed a sigh of relief, and the matter finally went smoothly.

The hall was filled with yin energy, and there were ghost energy, which turned into hideous ghost faces, wandering in the hall.

At this time, Fu Yanjie picked up the wine glass on the coffee table beside him and drank it all.

call……

At this time, gusts of cold wind blew, and Fu Yanjie couldn't help but shivered.

Why do you suddenly feel so cold?

Fu Yanjie was depressed. As a priest in the underworld, he lived in the gloomy and terrifying Fengdu City all day long. How could he feel cold?

At this time, Fu Yanjie looked up, his face suddenly changed, and he almost jumped up.

Fu Yanjie screamed strangely and stood up from his seat. He was trembling all over and his long hair stood up, and he was very frightened.

I saw that there was a figure surrounded by yin energy in the hall. The figure was slender, white, and long hair was flying.

His face was as handsome as a crown of jade, but at this moment, his face was covered with a layer of frost.

Seeing this person, Fu Yanjie was shocked. He hurriedly walked down from his seat, knelt on the ground with a thud, and exclaimed: "I don't know that the God Lord is coming, please forgive me."

The visitor is Xie Bi'an, the God of Bai Wuchang, who is in charge of the Soul-Gathering Department.

At this time, Xie Bi'an's face was cold. He looked at Fu Yanjie and said in a low voice: "Fu Yanjie, let me ask you, how should I treat you in the underworld?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanjie's face changed. He didn't quite understand why Xie Bi'an asked this.

"The underworld treats me as much as a mountain."

"Gratefulness is as heavy as a mountain?" Xie Bi'an's eyes flashed with cold light, "Then why are you a lackey in the world and plotting against me in the underworld?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu Yanjie understood, and he finally knew why Xie Bi'an was so angry.

Everything is because I help the real immortal in the world plan to punish the evil minister Yang Xuan.

However, how could Yang Xuan get the attention of God Bai Wuchang?

This is not normal!

"Divorce the anger of God, I am confused for a while, and I would like to ask the God to be kind!" Fu Yanjie begged.

Xie Bi'an's face was gloomy, and he looked at Fu Yanjie and said in a low voice: "Fu Yanjie, what you committed has angered King Qin Guang. It was him who wanted your soul."

Qin...King Guang of Qin?

Fu Yanjie was shocked, his face full of horror. He couldn't believe that Yang Xuan, a little girl, had joined King Qin Guang again.

That is King Qin Guang, the leader of the Ten Palaces of Hell.

So Yang Xuan is really such a big background?

"It turns out that his backer is King Qin Guang, not Mr. Cui. I'm investigating the wrong direction!" At this moment, Fu Yanjie was extremely regretful.

"God Lord, God Lord save me, and ask God Lord to plead for me." Fu Yanjie panicked, and he kowtowed to Xie Bi'an, hoping to plead for him.

"Please mercy?" Xie Bi'an raised his eyebrows, "Do you still have the face to make me mercy?"

"Because of what you did, King Qin Guang almost fryed me, which insulted my spirit of the Soul-Seeping Staff. Fu Yanjie, let's dissipate yourself."

"This... no, God Lord, please give me a chance. I dare not, I will never dare again." Fu Yanjie exclaimed, his voice full of shrillness.

"Give you a chance? Have you ever given those innocent secret messengers and dead souls?" Xie Bi'an shook his head, then raised his hand and slapped Fu Yanjie's head.

"Ah...No! Give me aside, God Lord spare me..."

puff!

Xie Bi'an's palm was surrounded by the way and directly hit Fu Yanjie's head.

Suddenly, Fu Yanjie's voice stopped abruptly, and his soul body dissipated and completely disappeared.

"Yang Xuan, I'm dissipating, you won't be able to have a good time!" Fu Yanjie said viciously before his true spirit dissipated.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was depressed, and the mistresses outside the hall were trembling.

Xie Bi'an walked out of the hall, looked at the evil ones, and said in a low voice: "Have Fu Yanjie ever given any instructions?"

"Report to the Lord God, he said not long ago that everything is going according to the plan, but I don't know what the specific plan is."

Upon hearing this, Xie Bi'an's eyes flashed. Of course he knew what the plan was. King Qin Guang witnessed the discussion between the three Si Jun and projected the image for them to watch.

not good!

Thinking of this, Xie Bi'an's face changed, his figure flashed, and he disappeared outside the hall.

The Twelve Divisions of Punishment of Evils are the purgatory where Yang Xuan is located, and it is one of the many branches of the Division of Punishment of Evils.

At this time, Yang Xuan sat in front of the fried cauldron, looking at the evil ghost wailing inside the fried cauldron, his eyes were cold.

Over the past few days, Yang Xuan has been used to it. Even whenever he frys those evil ghosts with serious sins, Yang Xuan still has a hint of pleasure in his heart, which is a kind of pleasure in punishing evil.

Just as Yang Xuan was frying out the dead soul, a group of secret messengers broke in from the Twelve Divisions of Punishment.

They were several judges and more than a dozen secret misunderstandings. They looked cold and walked straight towards the Thirteen Fried Cauldron.
Chapter completed!