Introduction: Ruan Xiaoyu's soul travels through the body of a married woman who escaped from poverty in 1980. When she opened her eyes and entered the bridal chamber, she kicked her and ran as fast as she could, but accidentally entered a forbidden area for the villagers - the home of the most ferocious, violent, poorest and most destructive plague god, who even had six relatives. Unknowingly, she was threatening him life and death.
So he became a wage earner.
She called out: Black-faced Lord Hell!
He was angry: I don't know whether to live or die with soft corn!
Rumor has it that he is ruthless and murderous.
Ruan Xiaoyu: It's fake, he'd tremble even if he killed a chicken!
Rumor had it that his poor wife would not live more than a year.
Many years later, Ruan Xiaoyu pointed at Yan Zhihao and scolded him.
Rumor update: Don't mess with the living King of Hell in the village, let alone the soft corn in the King of Hell's house, there is a knife hidden in your smile!
The time in the small courtyard was quiet and peaceful. Ruan Xiaoyu looked at the rough-looking Prince of Hell after shaving his beard and sighed: The young master is like a jade! Fragrant!
