Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

Seeing the news of the female ghost in the toilet, the whole group fell silent again.

Ning Huanxin is actually very curious, what attitude will Master Pluto have? I heard that there are ten halls of Pluto in this underworld, so I don’t know what level the Qin Guang King I know is? Isn't it the tallest one?

Hanged Ghost: I am back from hanging, is the honey cold?

Drowned ghost: cold field skills get.

Injustice: The first time I spent the festival in the underworld, I was actually very excited. Brother Heiwuchang will tell me a little bit, will we let us clear the customs in advance!

Faceless Ghost: Clear the customs? Do you think playing games? According to my many years of experience as ghosts, even if Lord Pluto is in a good mood, he will only open the ghost gate one hour in advance.

Heiwuchang: Alright, everyone don't guess! The number one document in the Hall of Hades hasn't come down yet, so why are you nervous? The one who should hang, the one who should jump off the building go!

Drowning ghost: Okay, I'll go to soak under the water for a while.

Furious: I'm off too, I'll go and clean up again. I will leave early tomorrow morning. Please contact us on WeChat!

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Ning Huanxin withdrew from the WeChat group of the underworld, and glanced down at his friend column.

After thinking about it, she still sent a message to King Qin Guang——

Tomorrow: I will go to the East China Sea tomorrow. You won't let me dove, will you?

King Qin Guang: How come?

amount.

Is this guy on WeChat all the time? Every time it can be returned in seconds!

Foolish: Good.

Ning Huanxin answered a word and put the phone on the bed.

She wants to pack these things and her suitcase at the same time.

A trip to the East China Sea will naturally take two more days, even if it is a trip.

Ning Huanxin packed up some travel supplies and brought some clothes, mainly to put away all his ID cards and bank cards.

It was already noon when Ning Huanxin packed everything up.

At this time, the phone she threw on the bed suddenly rang. Ning Huan took a look at it. It was Wang Nianping's phone.

"Brother Wang."

Ning Huanxin immediately connected the phone, and Wang Nianping's slightly tired but extremely excited voice came from inside; "Huanxin, did you find any clues?"

"Uh, not at the moment, but I will go to Donghai City tomorrow. There is a big family there that is the most powerful psychic family in Xuanmen. I plan to try my luck, but... I still have to learn more about sister-in-law Zhilin beforehand. The main thing is her appearance and figure."

Obviously, Wang Nianping saw the message Ning Huanxin sent him, and thought Ning Huanxin had any good news here.

However, after so many years of waiting and disappointment, he has gradually got used to it.

"Haixin, wait a minute, I'll send it to you in a while. I have saved the old photos of Zhilin at home. I'll send it to you. I am a little busy now."

"It's okay, Brother Wang, you are busy with you, it would be better if you have photos."

Ning Huanxin and Wang Nianping talked a few more words, then hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for Wang Nianping to post a picture of his wife, followed by a lot of text messages, including his wife's birth date and some of his life hobbies.

The photo was taken more than ten years ago. It can be seen that the woman in the photo is very beautiful and very weak.

"Zhou Zhilin."

Ning Huan couldn't help but whispered quietly. It turned out that this was the full name of sister-in-law Zhi Lin.

Ning Huanxin couldn't help but glanced at the Eight Characters for Birthday that Wang Nianping sent to her. She didn't quite understand this, but Ning Huanxin still copied the photos and information seriously and saved them in her mobile phone.