Chapter 654: Flame Blaze!

Hong Jinling invited."Good"Fang Chen nodded. He wasn't very familiar with the Luotian Domain, but having these upper realm cultivators around at least allowed him to learn something about it.He said...After being discharged from the hospital, he earned millions of dollars working from home.

While his wife was asleep, he got up to work on a document. Unexpectedly, the situation took a turn for the worse. By the time they reached the hospital, he had stopped breathing and required emergency resuscitation.

This was Aiba's last visit to see him. All he saw was him floating listlessly above his own corpse.

The Wealth Ghost completed his mission, his sinister aura surging. He did not devour the soul of the millionaire, he simply patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, I..."

Upon seeing Su Bao arrive, he immediately said, "I'm leaving!"

He is a principled ghost.

He did what he said, helping people make money.

A person should be honest. The master is not a good person, one thing at a time. He himself cannot betray, can he If he betrays, it means there's something wrong with his character.

Who knew that Su Bao would grab him by the arm all of a sudden!

The rich ghost cried out, "Hey hey, let me go! I haven't done anything wrong! I'm an honest person who collects negative energy. This is my first mission, and I haven't hurt anyone!"

Su Bao Xin said, how could she let go~

After all, he's a rich man!

When she gets back, she'll knead him into a butterfly shape and put it on his head, hmm~.

She's joking!

The heartbreaker said, "That's said like a million dollars dying has nothing to do with you."

The money ghost rebutted with reason: “Can I decide his life and death No, who can Only the King of Hell! So whether someone lives or dies for a million dollars is up to the King of Hell, what does it have to do with me”

The heartless man was speechless.

Su Bao shook his head and said, "The lifespan on the Book of Life and Death only represents the maximum lifespan that the King of Hell allows you."

"The lifespan on the Millionaires' Death Book is 51 years old."

and he is only 46 years old.

That is to say, he can live up to 51 years at most. Whether he can avoid the three disasters and five calamities depends on himself.

She offered to exorcise him several times, but he refused.

"So, it has nothing to do with me!" Su Bao waved her hand.

"She won't take responsibility for this! She won't, she won't!"

When they heard this, the heartless scoundrels were a little confused.

The flirtatious ghost asked, "What do you mean... isn't it the King of Hell who wants you dead at three o'clock, and no one dares to keep you until five o'clock"

How come it's different now

Aibao said, "Is that hard to understand Life is life, death is death.

And even the death was categorized, normal death and abnormal death. The rich old man was an abnormal death.

"When the King of Hell wants someone dead by three o'clock, no one dares to keep them alive until five. This is just a proverb, describing how powerful the King of Hell is. Who says it's a regulation"

"There's humanity everywhere, even between life and death there's some flexibility."

Su Bao babbled and repeated what the master had said.

The result was met with blank stares.

All ghosts:：“……”

Mú Guīfán: “emmm……”

I don't understand, my girl's words are starting to sound more and more like Ji Changwook's.

Suibao is confused, isn't this hard to understand

"The death date is like when I say I'm full, life span is like grandma stuffing me with food." Su Bao opened her arms and gestured, "Elastic space!"

A twitch played at the corner of the demon's (human's) mouth.

Although it's still unclear, I think I understand a little bit better now.

Aibao looked at the ghost of Qian Baiwan and asked, "Do you regret it now"

Qian Bai Wan finally came to his senses, he panicked and said: "I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! I want to go back, send me back..."

He struggled, lying on his own corpse and refusing to leave.

He regretted it, only after he died did he realize that life was the most important thing!

If you're dead, how can you make money

At least he makes that much money, but he still hasn't been able to enjoy it properly.

I don't have time to travel, and I haven't had a proper meal with my family. Even during festivals, it's always rushed.

Looking back, he had so many regrets!

"It's too late, you should be on your way!"

Life and death are determined by fate, while wealth and honor are bestowed by Heaven. While we live, everything holds meaning.

Now everything is meaningless.

Qian, a millionaire, sat there dumbfounded. He watched his wife and children crying beside his bed. His wife berated him, "Why are you so stupid What on earth were you doing making documents at a time like this..."

He heard his youngest child crying: Daddy, don't you want us anymore

He saw his 19-year-old son forced to take on responsibility, frantically making phone calls and arranging for the funeral...

His elderly parents sent their black-haired child away, and his old mother fainted.

The whole family was in an uproar.

Before he passed away, when he came home, he was either busy with work, making phone calls, doing paperwork, or watching the gambling den...

Everyone was overlooked by him.

Recalling the first few years of his life, he couldn't even remember the presence of parents, children, or a wife in his life. All he had in his eyes was making money...

Qián bǎiwàn suddenly burst into tears, but what good did crying do There was no going back.

After leaving the Qian family, Su Bao sighed like a little adult: "One knows the depth of affection only after getting drunk, and the weight of life only after death."

Mu Gui Fan: ""

Where did you learn that!

"I learned it from watching TV!!"

"Children shouldn't watch too much television," Mu Gui Fan said silently.

Suibao was puzzled, "What's wrong What happened to the child again Why should children watch less television"

But now she finds herself more intrigued by how the rich ghosts died!

Suibao was clutching a corner of the Wealth Ghost's clothes, forcing it to float in mid-air. It looked like Suibao was holding onto a giant balloon.

Su Bao walked and asked the balloon, "Ghostly Riches, how did you die"

The rich ghost cried out in vain, "Let me go..."

Su Bao asked, "If you have too much money, will you die from having too much money"

The Money Ghost struggled, shouting: "Let me down..."

Su Bao: "But can people die with money Or were they suffocated by having too much"

The money ghost, feeling bored and restless, yawned and said, "Don't force me to surrender..."

The philanderer slapped him: “Just say what you have to say, don’t drag it out.”

Rich ghost: "..."

Can you please respect ghostsan just vanish!" the old man roared angrily.But, Green Elder, ahead lies the territory of the Spirit Fish Clan. Once that one catches wind of us, I'm afraid we are..."A middle-aged sprite reminded.Onl...