Ruan Ling slapped the back of his head and cursed: "Bastard, your life is in my hands now. Do you still dare to stubbornly talk to me?"

She is now in power as a city god, but He Yun is a useless man with no divine power.

She beat her and didn't even have the power to fight back.

Only talkative.

"You, don't bully people too much!"

"I'll bully you, how about it?" Ruan Ling pinched his face and sneered, "Maybe you don't know what terrible consequences will be if you are infected with this poison?"

"It's just a temporary loss of divine power!"

"Ha, naive!" Ruan Ling smiled, "Then I will tell you clearly. Within forty-nine days, your divine power will be completely suppressed. But if it is on the forty-nine days, you still have not taken the antidote, and your soul will be destroyed!"

He Yun's pupils suddenly contracted: "You, what did you say?"

"What do you think?" Ruan Ling laughed, "Didn't your master say that it's peacock poison!"

"No, no, I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not."

"Stupid girl, please hand over the antidote quickly!" He Yun rushed over and wanted to grab her.

Ruan Ling raised his foot and kicked him away, sneering, "You are told to be a slaughter! I really think that if a judge is a master, he will be lawless! Have someone told you that one day someone will deal with you? Yes, I am the one who comes to deal with you!"

He Yun roared: "My master said that if you don't hand over the antidote within a month, you will expel you from the underworld!"

"Then expel it." Ruan Ling smiled easily, "What does it matter if you don't be a god in the underworld? I can still live happily. But you, you can still live five hundred years, but you only have thirty days left. It's so miserable!"

"You, you..." He Yun pointed at her, his fingers trembled, his knees bent, and he knelt down to her and cried bitterly, "I was wrong, I was really wrong... Ruan Chenghuang, please save me..."

Ruan Ling was stunned for a moment, quickly let her go aside, and said disgustedly: "What does it mean to just talk when you speak and kneel down at any time?"

"I call you sister, no, I call you grandma, okay?" He Yun knelt down and chased her, reached out to hold her skirt, wiped her face, and said, "Grandma, please, I don't want to die, I want to live another five hundred years!"

Ruan Ling: “…”

She shook his hand away: "Talk well, don't pull it!"

"I don't want it, I won't let go unless my aunt promises to give me the antidote!" He Yun held her skirt tightly, and the two of them pulled and pulled, crying and howling. Soon, a group of ghost soldiers came to watch.

Someone laughed and said, "He Yun, where is your face?"

"Get out!" He Yun twisted his nose, "Compared with life, what is face?"

This He Yun...

So shameless!

Ruan Ling regretted it a little in an instant.

These gods who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years are more difficult than the other!

Hei and Bai Wuchang also ran over to watch the fun.

"Hehe!" Xie Bi'an covered his mouth with a small fan and smiled foolishly.

"Haha!" Fan Wujiu looked cold and sneered.

Seeing He Yun like this, they thought of the past when they were extorted by Ruan Ling, and they instantly felt nothing was wrong.

Sure enough, if you want to comfort people, you still have to be miserable.
Chapter completed!