Chapter 808 (1/2)

”Master, where are you going?” Cui Wenyan nestles in Yama's arms, but still sticks out his head and stares at the sky.

”I'll wait for you up there. Your brother will continue to teach you how to practice. When he comes to the top, he will say that he is a disciple of heaven. Someone will bring you to me. ” Tianmiao raised his finger to the sky.

Cui Wenyan is stunned. What's up there?

Master, who is it?

”Thank you, my Lord.” The king of hell bowed to heaven and sincerely expressed his thanks. In other words, he has no way to untie Cui Wenyan's eye seal, and Cui Wenyan will die when she is 20 years old. Reincarnation, continue suffering and short life, has always been such reincarnation, no solution.

The arrival of the sky, the end of such a painful reincarnation.

”Master!” Cui Wenyan let go of Yama, rushed forward, hugged Tianmiao, and choked, ”master, master...”

”My dear, master is waiting for you. The outside world is very big. I'll go and have a look with my master then. ” Tianmiao touched Cui Wenyan's head and said it gently.

”Well, master, you must wait for me.” Cui Wenyan's nose was sour, and her eyes were already blurred. She blinked hard and squeezed out the tears, so that she could see the master's face clearly.

”Well. I'll wait for you. ” Tianmiao smiles and touches Cui Wenyan's head again. He steps back and raises his hand slowly.

With the movement of the sky, the black air over the city gradually dissipated. Countless souls go up in the air, then shoot away and return to their original position. The remnant limbs of human beings in the park have disappeared, the dead have been revived, and the whole city has been restored to its original appearance.

Dozens of ghost messengers in black appeared behind the king of hell. First they were at a loss, then they came back to see the king of hell and a God with white light. They are all ghost messes devoured by the ghost king. All the ghost messengers understood in an instant that it was the God in front of them who made them reborn. Without extra language, the ghost messengers slowly knelt down on one knee to express their gratitude and respect.

The ghost catching masters in front of the monitor are going to stop breathing. This is the first time they have seen such a spectacular scene in their lifetime. Maybe, it's the only time.