Meng Po glanced at her sideways: "Don't you know?"

"Do I know?" Ruan Ling was puzzled, "I have never seen any appearance of the old man, Mr. Pope."

"In the underworld, you were the one who saw him the last time." Meng Po said lazily, "Do you think you should ask?"

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "What's the meeting between me? I just looked at his figure from afar."

"That's all." Meng Po said.

"You said that this time the Taoist sect attacked the underworld, the Pope can't ignore it and let his subordinates go through life and death, right?"

"Plain is not in the underworld." Meng Po said.

Ruan Ling was surprised: "Where did he go?"

"Plade has been missing for twenty years and has not returned yet." Meng Po said, his expression becoming a little serious. "You didn't see him twice in a row, don't you doubt it?"

Ruan Ling smiled bitterly and said, "I am just a little god and have never seen the King of Thrones. How could I know what his state should be? I thought the King of Thrones was so mysterious and could only watch from afar. No wonder something happened in the Underworld and didn't see the King of Thrones. Thrones disappeared, didn't you go to find it?"

"The Ten Ghost Kings have been searching for many years." Meng Po didn't say what the result was, but just said, "So, it's unlikely that you would like to borrow Mo Xie Sword from the Hades."

"Maybe, Hades left Mo Xie Sword in the underworld?"

"You mean, you still want to search the underworld?"

"I dare not, don't you dare." Ruan Ling waved his hand quickly, "Where do I have this courage? Do you have the most trusted subordinates around Pluto?"

Meng Po said, "Among the top ten ghost kings, there are a few who are extremely trusted by the King of the Underworld. However, they are all strange-minded and extremely difficult to get along with. If you have the courage, ask them."

Ruan Ling thought for a while and sighed: "It's really strange."

"Um?"

"Why does it seem like I am the only little city god who is worried about the affairs between the underworld and the Taoist sect?" She frowned, "Mr. Meng Po, aren't you worried about the underworld being destroyed by the Taoist sect?"

"I don't care." Meng Po lazily pinched a bean and played with it, "Anyway, I can't live without the underworld."

"What would happen if you left Huangquan?"

"Probably, I will die." Meng Po said lightly, "But I am the Lord of the Yellow Springs. If anyone makes trouble in my territory, I will not be merciful."

"In the underworld, you are an invincible existence. Is that what does it mean?"

"Ask, that's what I can say." Meng Po said indifferently.

Ruan Ling envied for a while, then sighed: "What a pity, if he could throw Cihe and Sanqing Zhenren into the underworld, it would be much easier."

Such a powerful combat power cannot play a role.

Ruan Ling was a little regretful.

Meng Po said: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to find Mo Xiejian, go quickly."

She is sleepy.

Ruan Ling had no choice but to leave and go to find Heibai Wuchang, trying to take out some information about the top ten ghost kings from them.

Hei and Bai Wuchang cooperated very well, and she didn't do anything to her, so she told her directly: "You look for King Qin Guang, he will be the most trusted by my master. If my master leaves something, it will definitely be with him."

"King Guang of Qin, what are his characteristics and hobbies?"

"It's nothing, I just like to find someone to drink." Xie Bi'an said with a smile, "If you can drink him down, he will agree to any request you said."

"This is too unreliable." Since Ruan Ling accidentally killed Pu Zihuang's chicken demon brother drunk last time, she has decided to drink less and never make things happen again.

Now, for Mo Ye Jian, I have to drink it.
Chapter completed!