After I Die, I Will Go Through the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

In the middle of July, Lin Chen was floating in the air, looking at Lin Zhongnan who was burning paper for himself. Lin Chen couldn't help but said leisurely: "Dad, please don't burn it, you have caused inflation in the underworld!" Lin Zhongnan looked confused: "Son, if dad doesn't burn paper for you, how can I burn a beautiful woman for you?" Hearing this, Lin Chen said angrily: "Why burn such a beautiful woman? Give me a whole black gold ancient sword. I'm going to fight monsters and upgrade it." Lin Zhongnan's eyes lit up: "Isn't the black gold ancient sword too weak? Why don't you give it a blue fire?"