Wuyou Daxian held the token and was a little flattered.

"This token allows you to go to the fifth heaven."

Taibai Jinxing said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Immortal Wuyou was immediately overjoyed.

Although this token is just a pass, it is also a signal for my official reinstatement.

It shows that my behavior of flattering Ye Qingyun during this period has truly been rewarded.

"Work hard from now on and go to the Bamboo Forest more often. If anyone needs anything, you will do your best to help him, you know?"

"I understand, Xiaoxian understands!"

"Also, the identity of the person in Bitter Bamboo Forest is unusual. Just know it yourself and don't mention it to others."

"Yes, yes, Xiaoxian understands!"

"If you do well, it won't be long before you can be reinstated."

"Thank you, God! Thank you, God!"

After Taibai Jinxing drew a pie for Wuyou Daxian, he left directly.

Although Immortal Wuyou also knew that Taibai Jinxing was painting a pie for him, he still smiled happily.

no way.

In the past, people painted big cakes, which could not be seen or even touched.

But this time, Wuyou Daxian felt that he could eat the pie this time.

So my heart was full of expectations.

Immortal Wuyou glanced back at Bitter Bamboo Forest, feeling very excited.

He seemed to be able to see himself standing in the Nine Heavens Miluo Palace in the Immortal Court tens of thousands of years later.

This is the situation where one statue is beneath ten thousand immortals.

Just fantasizing about it makes Wuyou Immortal so excited that he almost pees.

...

In the Bamboo Forest.

Ye Qingyun and Da Mao stared at Hao Wuji in front of them.

Hao Wuji was still unable to move, his magic power was difficult to operate, and he couldn't even speak.

He could only express his dissatisfaction by staring.

Two people and one dog.

Staring at each other.

No one obeys anyone.

Hao Wuji is naturally rebellious.

He is the son of the old Immortal Lord in the past, and he was once very promising to become an Immortal Lord.

Because the old immortal was greedy for power, he even suppressed and guarded against his son Hao Wuji.

So much chaos broke out.

In the end, Hao Wuji was thrown into the eighteenth level of purgatory. He suffered for such a long time, but he still did not feel any regret.

On the contrary, the resentment in my heart became heavier and heavier.

It was not long ago that he led a group of rebels to kill the Immortal Court.

But when they arrived at the Bitter Bamboo Forest, Hao Wuji didn't even pay attention to the person and dog in front of him.

Bitter Bamboo Immortal Lord?

Who do these little gods mean to me?

None of them are worthy of standing in front of me, Hao Wuji.

If it weren't for his own magic power being blocked, he would have stabbed the little Bamboo Immortal Lord in front of him to death with one finger.

Is it his turn to stare in front of me?

Not to mention this dog.

Erlang Shen's roaring dog would tuck its tail in front of him, but this big yellow dog actually dared to stare at him?

It's really a dog fighting against the power of people.

"Tsk, tsk, you are still a prisoner and you are not honest."

"A fierce look on his face."

Ye Qingyun also disliked the guy in front of him very much.

Especially this guy's hair.

Why do you look so cool and cool?

Still purple.

Do you think you are non-mainstream?

Walking all over the place.

Just looking at it makes me angry.

"Being a prisoner requires you to have the consciousness of being a prisoner. Your hair shape must also match the temperament of a prisoner."

"I'll shave your head first to let you know the rules here!"

While talking, Ye Qingyun had already taken out his shaving tools from the storage bag.

Except for not having the most convenient fader, everything else is available.

Especially a pair of shining silver scissors, which Ye Qingyun used most easily.

It's a neat thing to shave your head.

Of course, sometimes it is also used to cut messy dog ​​hair on the body.

If it can be used by humans, it can certainly be used by dogs.

Ye Qingyun is not so particular.

"Sit down for me."

Ye Qingyun brought out a bamboo chair and pressed Hao Wuji on it.

Hao Wuji widened his eyes and stared at Ye Qingyun with some surprise.

Especially when he saw the scissors in Ye Qingyun's hand, he felt even more confused.

What is this guy doing with a pair of broken scissors?

Could it be that he wants to use scissors to torture me, Hao Wuji?

joke!

What scenes have I, Hao Wuji, not seen below the eighteenth level of purgatory?

I have endured all kinds of torture.

How can you be afraid of a pair of scissors?

Simply ridiculous!

Can I have some intense torture?

Just when Hao Wuji was dismissive.

But he saw Ye Qingyun grabbing Hao Wuji's cool long purple hair.

Um?

Hao Wuji suddenly felt something was wrong.

What does this person mean?

Didn't he use the scissors to torture me?

Why are you grabbing my hair?

Is it possible...

next moment.

Ye Qingyun had a smirk on his face, and the scissors in his hand slowly approached Hao Wuji's hair.

"Woooooooo!!!"

Hao Wuji's mouth was sealed, and he could not speak at this moment. He could only make a whining sound to express his resistance.
Chapter completed!