Chapter 1193
Duanmu yawang's face turned black after listening.
Yaya, are these people too imaginative?
Her hand is not what a rejuvenated person can have, okay?
Yan Huiyin also laughed, and laughed very hard. Seeing Duanmu yawang's angry appearance, he hurriedly comforted: "xiaoyawang, this is at least proof that you disguise well and ignore them."
Duanmu yawang was about to speak. At this time, Ning Dan came back and looked at Duanmu yawang with a positive color: "Gongyu, next, I need to take you to a special place and let you write down your answer."
"OK."
"Please."
Ning Shan asked her to go out, and then an instant, she went to a strange place.
It was a medium-sized material. It was similar to some meeting rooms in my life. There were many people sitting at a long table. However, these people, like her, wrapped their whole body tightly. Everyone covered their faces and only showed a pair of eyes. They could not see a person's face clearly.
However, from those turbid old eyes, these people are not young.
The little white deer and Yin Huiyin cried out when they saw such a lineup. The little white deer couldn't help saying, "master, what's the matter with these people? How can they be like the judge of life and death in the underworld?"
"Judge of life and death in the underworld?" what the hell?
"I heard before that there is a supreme seventy-two court of life and death in the underworld. One court is one person. I heard that if someone in the underworld makes a mistake, the judges of life and death will directly form the seventy-two court to judge them. When these people are tried, they look like they are covered with veils."
"So it is."
Inexplicably, Duanmu yawang was popular science, but he was still very interested. "The underworld, in general, is not a dead man? Why is there a saying of life and death?"
"You're stupid. The underworld masters the afterlife!" the little white deer rolled his eyes angrily. "If people in the underworld make mistakes in the underworld and are judged by the judge of life and death, generally speaking, they are not immortal, or they become animals."
"Oh, oh."
Duanmu yawang was interested in listening. He wanted to ask, but someone pulled his sleeve. Duanmu yawang suddenly came back to his mind. He looked up and saw Ning Shan frown and looked at her disapprovingly: "Gongyu, just now the elders asked you, do you really know your medicine?"
Duanmuya looked up and found that those people looked at her one by one. She hurriedly replied, "I understand."
"Just understand."
A man who sat at the front of the long table and knew the most distinguished position at a glance said four words faintly and asked Ning Shan, "what kind of struggle has he participated in before?"
"Dragon and tiger fight."
"What about the others?"
Ning Shan seemed to be a little hard to say, but he still replied positively: "No."
As soon as the words came out, the whole room fell into a dead silence.
Duanmu yawang noticed something wrong. How did she feel that in the eyes of these people, she only participated in the Dragon Tiger struggle, as if it made them very unhappy?
Don't you have 30 points to participate? Why do they still care so much?
Of course, Duanmu yawang can feel that these people have a very high status, and Ning Shan is more respectful to these people. After coming in, he always keeps the look of bending his head and waist. He bends his waist to 90 degrees before answering every word.
A moment later, Ning Shan broke the silence and said respectfully, "later, Gongyu will bother your elders."
Without answering him, Duanmu yawang felt that the eyes of those people fell on her again. Those eyes seemed to stare her out of holes, making Duanmu yawang uncomfortable.
Until after the good film carving, the person sitting in the front stretched out his hand to point to a position and looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "sit."
"Yes."
Duanmu yawang sat down in that position.
As soon as she sat down, an old man next to her pushed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone to her, "please write down your opinion on this medicine."
"OK."
Duanmu yawang felt that the Supreme Court was really mysterious. A room was full of people who refused to go on the road. It was embarrassing to think about it.
When she heard the speech, she didn't look at the people. She nodded and picked up her brush, dipped it in ink and waved.
Duanmu yawang remembered that when looking at the opinions of the testing room, he asked the fighter to write a drug profile as detailed as possible, so Duanmu yawang wrote two pieces of paper.
However, she wrote fast. Before long, she put down her pen, "predecessors, I've written it."
Listening to her voice, the person next to her was interrupting and reaching for the paper she had written. Hearing Yan's old hand stopped and asked in an unclear tone, "how old are you this year?"
"Fifteen."
"Ridiculous!"
As soon as one of them listened, he immediately took the case. The other person next to the man quickly restrained him, "brother, what are you doing? It's too impolite. Don't let the young people see jokes."
"But a yellow haired boy..."
Before the person with an opinion finished, the person sitting in the front looked at duanmuya and said, "there's nothing for you here. Let's go down."
"Yes."
Ning Shan replied without giving Duanmu yawang time to react. With a wave of her hand, Duanmu yawang looked at the surrounding environment. When she looked closely, she found that they appeared in front of the detection room again.
Duanmu yawang blinked and couldn't help asking: "those people just now..."
"Our predecessors of the Supreme Court."
Ning Shan didn't wait for Duanmu yawang to finish. He answered without pain and itch. He stretched out his hand to open the door, made an invitation to Duanmu yawang and said, "Gongyu, the process has been completed. You can queue up."
"OK."
Duanmu Ya looked where she couldn't see that Ning Dan didn't want her to continue to ask. She also knew that she didn't ask again and followed Ning Dan indoors.
Approaching the room, Duanmu yawang glanced at the stage and found that the two people on the stage were not the two at the beginning. The fight just now should have ended.
Ningdan takes Duanmu yawang to the place where they are waiting in line. There are all old men sitting there. As soon as ningdan and Duanmu yawang appear at that position, the old men who are waiting in line look at them together.
These old men have been to the supreme Pavilion many times. Naturally, they have seen Ning Dan and know what he wants to do. Subconsciously, they asked, "young master Ning Dan, this is also coming to participate in the fight?"
"Exactly."
Because these two rows of seats were full, it was difficult to let Duanmu yawang stand and wait. After that, he smiled at the old men and said to Duanmu yawang, "Gongyu, please wait a minute."
With that, Duanmu ran away without waiting for an answer.
Yaya, are these people too imaginative?
Her hand is not what a rejuvenated person can have, okay?
Yan Huiyin also laughed, and laughed very hard. Seeing Duanmu yawang's angry appearance, he hurriedly comforted: "xiaoyawang, this is at least proof that you disguise well and ignore them."
Duanmu yawang was about to speak. At this time, Ning Dan came back and looked at Duanmu yawang with a positive color: "Gongyu, next, I need to take you to a special place and let you write down your answer."
"OK."
"Please."
Ning Shan asked her to go out, and then an instant, she went to a strange place.
It was a medium-sized material. It was similar to some meeting rooms in my life. There were many people sitting at a long table. However, these people, like her, wrapped their whole body tightly. Everyone covered their faces and only showed a pair of eyes. They could not see a person's face clearly.
However, from those turbid old eyes, these people are not young.
The little white deer and Yin Huiyin cried out when they saw such a lineup. The little white deer couldn't help saying, "master, what's the matter with these people? How can they be like the judge of life and death in the underworld?"
"Judge of life and death in the underworld?" what the hell?
"I heard before that there is a supreme seventy-two court of life and death in the underworld. One court is one person. I heard that if someone in the underworld makes a mistake, the judges of life and death will directly form the seventy-two court to judge them. When these people are tried, they look like they are covered with veils."
"So it is."
Inexplicably, Duanmu yawang was popular science, but he was still very interested. "The underworld, in general, is not a dead man? Why is there a saying of life and death?"
"You're stupid. The underworld masters the afterlife!" the little white deer rolled his eyes angrily. "If people in the underworld make mistakes in the underworld and are judged by the judge of life and death, generally speaking, they are not immortal, or they become animals."
"Oh, oh."
Duanmu yawang was interested in listening. He wanted to ask, but someone pulled his sleeve. Duanmu yawang suddenly came back to his mind. He looked up and saw Ning Shan frown and looked at her disapprovingly: "Gongyu, just now the elders asked you, do you really know your medicine?"
Duanmuya looked up and found that those people looked at her one by one. She hurriedly replied, "I understand."
"Just understand."
A man who sat at the front of the long table and knew the most distinguished position at a glance said four words faintly and asked Ning Shan, "what kind of struggle has he participated in before?"
"Dragon and tiger fight."
"What about the others?"
Ning Shan seemed to be a little hard to say, but he still replied positively: "No."
As soon as the words came out, the whole room fell into a dead silence.
Duanmu yawang noticed something wrong. How did she feel that in the eyes of these people, she only participated in the Dragon Tiger struggle, as if it made them very unhappy?
Don't you have 30 points to participate? Why do they still care so much?
Of course, Duanmu yawang can feel that these people have a very high status, and Ning Shan is more respectful to these people. After coming in, he always keeps the look of bending his head and waist. He bends his waist to 90 degrees before answering every word.
A moment later, Ning Shan broke the silence and said respectfully, "later, Gongyu will bother your elders."
Without answering him, Duanmu yawang felt that the eyes of those people fell on her again. Those eyes seemed to stare her out of holes, making Duanmu yawang uncomfortable.
Until after the good film carving, the person sitting in the front stretched out his hand to point to a position and looked at Duanmu Ya and said, "sit."
"Yes."
Duanmu yawang sat down in that position.
As soon as she sat down, an old man next to her pushed his pen, ink, paper and inkstone to her, "please write down your opinion on this medicine."
"OK."
Duanmu yawang felt that the Supreme Court was really mysterious. A room was full of people who refused to go on the road. It was embarrassing to think about it.
When she heard the speech, she didn't look at the people. She nodded and picked up her brush, dipped it in ink and waved.
Duanmu yawang remembered that when looking at the opinions of the testing room, he asked the fighter to write a drug profile as detailed as possible, so Duanmu yawang wrote two pieces of paper.
However, she wrote fast. Before long, she put down her pen, "predecessors, I've written it."
Listening to her voice, the person next to her was interrupting and reaching for the paper she had written. Hearing Yan's old hand stopped and asked in an unclear tone, "how old are you this year?"
"Fifteen."
"Ridiculous!"
As soon as one of them listened, he immediately took the case. The other person next to the man quickly restrained him, "brother, what are you doing? It's too impolite. Don't let the young people see jokes."
"But a yellow haired boy..."
Before the person with an opinion finished, the person sitting in the front looked at duanmuya and said, "there's nothing for you here. Let's go down."
"Yes."
Ning Shan replied without giving Duanmu yawang time to react. With a wave of her hand, Duanmu yawang looked at the surrounding environment. When she looked closely, she found that they appeared in front of the detection room again.
Duanmu yawang blinked and couldn't help asking: "those people just now..."
"Our predecessors of the Supreme Court."
Ning Shan didn't wait for Duanmu yawang to finish. He answered without pain and itch. He stretched out his hand to open the door, made an invitation to Duanmu yawang and said, "Gongyu, the process has been completed. You can queue up."
"OK."
Duanmu Ya looked where she couldn't see that Ning Dan didn't want her to continue to ask. She also knew that she didn't ask again and followed Ning Dan indoors.
Approaching the room, Duanmu yawang glanced at the stage and found that the two people on the stage were not the two at the beginning. The fight just now should have ended.
Ningdan takes Duanmu yawang to the place where they are waiting in line. There are all old men sitting there. As soon as ningdan and Duanmu yawang appear at that position, the old men who are waiting in line look at them together.
These old men have been to the supreme Pavilion many times. Naturally, they have seen Ning Dan and know what he wants to do. Subconsciously, they asked, "young master Ning Dan, this is also coming to participate in the fight?"
"Exactly."
Because these two rows of seats were full, it was difficult to let Duanmu yawang stand and wait. After that, he smiled at the old men and said to Duanmu yawang, "Gongyu, please wait a minute."
With that, Duanmu ran away without waiting for an answer.