The weak light gradually transformed in Bai Wuchang's hands, and a blurry figure floated in the air.

A Yue's figure appeared, but it was extremely weak and floating, as if it would be blown away at any time.

"...Thank you for your help from Master Qi." A Yue bowed to Bai Wuchang.

She turned around and saw me, bowed to me and said, "Little Empress, I was in the mission before, so I offended so much..."

People have said this, and I can't hold grudges too much. I nodded at her and said, "I didn't know your identity before... well... that... thank you for your hard work..."

She smiled and shook her head and said, "Pretending to be a villain for too long, she can't even correct her words and actions..."

She said, turning around and looking at Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun had only a back for her, and she was cold and alienated.

He was not as hang in the air as Luohu Jitu, and needed to look up.

But his back had a sense of distance that was difficult to touch. I don’t know whether such alienation was indifference or compassion.

I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to shout Jiang Qiyun, at least I would like to give the "sacrifice" subordinate a certain sentence or a relief?

Bai Wuchang stood beside me quietly raised his fingers and made a "shhhh" move.

"Little Empress, don't use the 'human nature' to guess the ghosts and gods of the immortals~~" he said softly: "The road without any worries is the easiest way to reincarnate."

Is there no worries?

Isn’t it just for a word of affirmation and praise? Or... to get a word of his words and a look.

A Yue seemed to want to say something, but the scene in front of her was not the time to speak.

Ji Du sneered, looked at Jiang Qiyun with a playful smile, and looked at me again.

It's so embarrassing...what I'm not jealous.

Admiration and love are sometimes always entangled. A Yue insists on doing things for so many years. Is it just because of a sentence "recommendation from the judge"?

How many people admire their Northern Emperor, but can only think about it secretly? Even the little ghost officer would look admiring when he heard the Emperor's name.

Ji Du said in fear that the world will not be confused: "Emperor, your subordinates are waiting for you to speak."

Jiang Qiyun didn't look back and said lightly: "A Yue... go."

The soul-summoning banners are brightly lit, like flying willow catkins.

The surrounding environment is too dark and has no beauty at all.

A Yue heard Jiang Qiyun call her name plainly and call her "Go".

She paused her head deeply at Jiang Qiyun, her voice trembling, but she still maintained the "handsomeness" of a handsome man: "Yes, I am fortunate to be humiliated. Thank you for your kindness and mercy for your soul to attract your subordinates."

"Yes." Jiang Qiyun gave a nasal voice in a cold voice.

A Yue's body was unstable, and the auras of Jidu Luohu Bai Wuchang and Jiang Qiyun made her unable to "walk", so she had to turn back to the weak little light and throw herself under the huge soul-summoning banner.

The ghosts of a hundred miles range were sent away by Jiang Qiyun, and the Yin Feng dissipated, leaving only the combination of the hostility in front of him.

Jiang Qiyun's silver chain almost broke the old prince's neck. The old prince made a snoring sound from his throat, but he couldn't break free.

He was angry.

After the soul-summoning banner sent A Yue's ghost into the underworld, it immediately broke into light and gradually disappeared.

"Old Prince, it's time for the beautiful dream to wake up." Jiang Qiyun's voice was filled with a coldness that was not easy to detect.

He made a gesture in his sleeve with one hand, and the rubble on the top of the hall began to shake faintly.

A huge roar fell from the sky. This was the nine-headed lion, the divine beast beside Taiyi God.

It is rumored that his roar could directly open the gate of the Blood Pool Hell - the darkest black city in the deepest part of Yinshan.

The pavilions and towers in the city are all pure black, surrounded by a huge pool of blood.

The ground under the old prince's feet began to turn black, as if a bottomless hole was sucking.

Ji Du suddenly raised his hand and waved his sword. Many holes broke into the old prince's body instantly, and blood was gushing out.

Luohu cursed: "You either just split it into pieces, why are you doing so many blood holes? You still feel that this thing is not disgusting enough?"

"I won't give him some fun! I'll let him die slowly!" Ji Du cursed with revenge: "The old man is so brave, even this Star Lord dares to plot against him! He dares to let that little demon erode his mind!"

"That's because you are not good at cultivation." Luohu snorted coldly, and was stared fiercely by Ji Du.

Jiang Qiyun said coldly: "...Your mutant body will be washed away in the blood pool hell until it becomes a pool of minced meat. I will let you disappear in person... Jidu, if you want to take revenge, do it and remove his limbs and joints."

Ji Du pouted: "You can do it! If you don't want to dirty your sword, just command me?!"

Anyway, your sword has been dirty, so just solve it at once and go back and wipe it with some help.

I looked at Ji Du. He reluctantly cut the old prince into a personal stick, watching the agitation of the limbs being sucked in by the Blood Pool Hell.

The old prince wanted to roar in pain, but only a few mouthfuls of black blood came out of his throat.

My brother's tactical flashlight finally came in handy, so I followed him into the tunnel.

This tunnel is not long, but there are several forks, which may lead to the side hall.

"It seems that when we were in war, there were people from the revolutionary party hidden here, and many old places had this secret message." My brother said.

"How do you know?" I asked curiously.

"Here, there is a merit monument inlaid there, and I just saw it with my eyes." My brother pointed with a funny look.

"...It's a pity that you don't want to be a pilot."

"What's wrong with the pilot? How much does it cost to me? How many days a month can I take care of my family?" My brother continued to walk with a whistle.

With the river rising and clouds around, my brother-in-law is fearless.

We quickly opened a wooden board and appeared in a well. This well was obviously a trick to build this secret passage, with a soft ladder hidden inside.

After working hard to climb out, Sister Wu rushed to the door of the old monk's room and kicked open the door, with a choking smoke of incense inside.

She cursed: "Damn old man, stinky bald donkey, are you dead? Let me reply!"

There was no sound inside, my brother raised his hand and knocked the glass on the wooden window, then pried the window paper, and pried open the window to scatter the smoke.

Most of these choking incense scents dissipated before we dared to step in.

The old monk fell on the simple couch, and my brother went over and touched it: "There is still aid, call an ambulance quickly!"

"Mu Xiaoqiao." Jiang Qiyun stood outside the house, frowned and called me.

I hurried to him: "What's wrong..."

"This is the incense that destroys demons and drives away evil spirits. Add cinnabar. The cinnabar is inserted into the Heart Sutra. Too high concentration will harm the body. Stay away!" His eyes fell on my stomach: "I forgot to protect my stomach again, have you?"

Uh...are you too nervous, Lord Emperor...hf();
Chapter completed!