Happy to open the coffin

Chapter 641 Not His Own

Zong Che is not here, he should have gone back to the underworld.

An Weiyi noticed Gong Ze's figure from the corner of his eye, raised his eyes and saw him clearly, and recognized him at a glance, this is his savior.

"What are you talking about?"

Gong Ze approached and asked, then put the phone in his trouser pocket casually.

Sitting down next to Xiao Gua Gua, he couldn't help reaching out to tease it and the little spirit dog.

"Talk about what happened ten years ago."

An Xiangwan wanted to confirm with An Weiyi because of what was recorded in this life last night.

It's just that he has been in a deep sleep for too long, and many of his memories are blurred, and he probably needs to cultivate for a period of time before he can recover his memory.

"Things in childhood must have been beautiful... Uh, have you had lunch yet?" Gong Ze just said that, suddenly felt that it was not the same thing, and quickly changed the topic.

An Xiangwan's entire childhood until more than a year ago, her life was a nightmare, which had nothing to do with the word "beautiful".

"Wait for you."

An Xiangwan could tell at a glance what he was worried about, but those things had long passed for her.

"Well, let's go eat first, brother, do you want to drink? Let's celebrate..."

After Gong Ze finished his embarrassing words, Qiang Yan's laughter froze for two seconds, and suddenly remembered that An Weiyi had been sleeping since he was a child, and he probably hadn't had a drink...

Thinking of this, he resumed his smirk, pretended to be nonchalant, squeezed out his enthusiasm, and walked towards the restaurant with his arms around An Weiyi. He felt that he must have not had enough rest, and he must turn off his phone next time he sleeps.

He's almost embarrassing now.

After hearing this, An Weiyi didn't have any special thoughts, and felt that Dr. Gong was quite funny.

An Xiangwan saw through Gong Ze's embarrassment at a glance, couldn't help but raised her red lips, and entered the restaurant with her son and puppy in her arms, starting today's pleasant lunch.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy. The sun outside the window suddenly felt extraordinarily dazzling. It seemed that the weather had finally cleared up.

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Yinjie, the former site of the Ten Temples.

In just a few nights, the place that was already close to ruins has taken on a new look and has become a decent place.

There are still quite a lot of ghosts who believe in Zong Pu. Seeing the dense ghosts standing all over the hall made him quite satisfied. He didn't expect to be able to compare with the other ten halls just now, but this beginning has reached His goal.

The golden red tall dragon chair, Zong Pu was wearing a black and gold dragon robe, sitting on it looked very majestic and majestic, which immediately boosted the morale of the ghost officials present.

Shen Meizhuang sat on the phoenix chair that he got down a little bit, this position showed her special status, the ghosts and servants knew who she was, and now because Zong Pu became the king, they respected her even more.

"Old Sect Master, when are we going to recover the Fifth Palace?"

A ghost minister couldn't hold back any longer, he thought that Zong Pu was absolutely capable of recovering the Five Palaces, after all, it was the world he had conquered, why should that unworthy grandson take it away.

That kid was able to cut off his own grandfather's leg, just because of a woman from Yang Realm.

"Yes, as long as you tell me, the old suzerain, we will go out and recover the five halls for you at any time."

One ghost made a speech and all the ghosts exploded. It was difficult for Zong Pu to tell whether it was true or not. Outside the eleven halls, how many halls were waiting to see him and Zong Che kill each other.

The provocateurs sent by other temples who spoke at the scene to stir up public indignation cannot be ruled out.

"Don't be impatient, everyone. The Eleventh Hall has just been established, and there is a shortage of subjects. It is not suitable to waste people and money for the time being. The Fifth Hall will naturally be recovered in the future."

It was something that belonged to him, not to mention that Zong Che was not his grandson during his lifetime.

(End of this chapter)