Chapter 790 (1/2)

Cui Jian, wearing a middle-aged Confucian face, scolded him coldly, ”you spend two-thirds of the year wandering outside. It's your turn to patrol hell. From today on, you'll stay in the hell. When you step out of the hell, I'll interrupt whichever foot goes out, okay?”

Lu judged the crooked head and complained, ”Cui Cui, you are fierce.”

Cui Jue smiled gently. ”Why, do you have an opinion?”

Lu Zhidao: ”No.”

”But...” Lu Zhidao stretched out his little thumb and followed Cui Jue on the Naihe bridge. ”I have a little opinion.”

”Say.”

”Can you change this fake face?” Lu Zhi touched his chin. ”Let's start. You change a middle-aged face to convince the public, but can we change it back in recent years?”

Lu Zhi tried to trick Cui Jue into changing his original appearance.

After all, he is a Yan Kong.

”Lu Chen, long time no see.”

Leaning on the bridge head, Meng Po arched her body, but her old face spit out a very young and beautiful voice, with a three-point pick smile.

”I thought Lu wanted to pit Cui to help you take the next year's shift.”

”... am I that kind of person?!”

Lu judged angrily and stared at Meng Po.

Meng Po smiled and handed out a bowl of soup. ”It's hard on the journey. Drink a bowl of soup.”

”Take it quickly.”

Lu Chen glanced at the boiling water in the iron pot. ”I don't know how many years you've cooked. Don't try to pit me.”

Mrs. Meng poured the soup back into the pot, ”I don't like it. Pull it down. I don't want to give it to you.”

Lu Shen