After looking through his eyes, Su Hang's face appeared in confusion.

"What is it, mysterious, let me see." Xue Qi was so itchy that he snatched the package directly. Without saying a word, he easily opened the package.

It was filled with plastic foam. When the thick plastic foam was pulled apart, a small wooden box appeared on the desk, the size of a pencil case, and it looked quite textured.

But looking at the appearance, it looks like a reduced version of a coffin.

"Damn, Brother Hang, why are you doing such a bad thing?" Xue Qi's hand trembled. It wasn't like a small coffin, it was indeed a small coffin.

On the other side of the big head of the coffin, there is a word "Dian" written on it. The whole body is black painted, shiny and quite weird.

Xue Xuan was also full of expectations, but at this moment she was shocked by the small coffin. Looking at Su Hang's face, it was obvious that this was not a gift from Su Hang to her. Where did a boy give a girl's coffin as a gift? Su Hang didn't have that kind of bad taste.

But why did you feel a little bit of a loss in your heart? This guy is also hateful. He thought he had learned something and made him happy in vain.

Xue Qi looked up at Su Hang. No matter how stupid he was, he should have known that something was wrong at this time.

Su Hang didn't say anything, reached out and picked up the coffin and gently pried open the lid of the coffin. It was empty inside, with only a few lines of words written on the bottom of the coffin.

"On the third day of the second month, Yan Jun's birthday, I ordered Su Hang to not miss the good time, and ask you to enter the coffin by the Long River!"

Xue Qi came over and read the lines.

Suddenly, he was shocked, "Brother Hang, look at this situation. Someone wants to buy your life."

Su Hang was silent, and the blind man could tell that this was a threatening letter, but this method was quite creative.

It was obviously targeted at Su Hang. Moreover, I am afraid it was not the work of an ordinary little thief.

"Is this, the King of Hell?" At this moment, Xue Xuan let out a low voice, her appearance faded.

"What?"

Su Hang suddenly turned around and looked at Xue Xuan, but saw Xue Xuan covering her mouth. Her two beautiful eyes were wide open, as if she had seen a ghost.

After a while, Xue Xuan calmed down, "Don't worry, I'll take a photo first. I'll send it back to my grandfather."

After saying that, Xue Xuan immediately took out her cell phone, took a photo of the coffin, then made a phone call, and sent the photo out.

"What is the King of Hell?" Su Hang asked at this time after Xue Xuan passed the photo.

Xue Xuan looked at the coffin with a very cautious expression on her face. "There is a mysterious force in Yuzhou called the Hall of Hell, this. You should have heard of it?"

Su Hang nodded slightly. Of course he had heard of it, and was quite curious about this force.

Xue Xuan said, "No one knows how powerful this is a hidden force. However, there is one thing that is certain. The Hall of Hell is definitely a semi-immortal master in the Golden Pill Realm. Yan Jun, the leader of this force, has an unpredictable strength."

"There are few people in the Hall of Hell. Once they appear, they are all masters who shock one side. The people in the martial arts world know very little about it. According to ancient legend, there is a King of Hell Order in the Hall of Hell, which will appear almost once every 100 years. The top and most outstanding young masters in the world will be invited to the Hall of Hell. Our Xue family has a book called "Secret History of the Martial Arts", which contains a detailed description of the King of Hell Order, and the coffin collection, which is very similar to this thing."

After hearing this, Su Hang paused, "What do you mean is that this coffin is not a threatening letter, but an invitation letter?"

"You can say that." Xue Xuan pondered for a moment, "Often people should not make such jokes, but they have to wait for my great-grandfather to reply to me."

Su Hang frowned. Looking at the literal meaning, it should be that Yan Jun’s birthday, and he asked himself to go to a place called Longhe on the third day of the second month. However, what does it mean to invite you into the coffin? Want to kill him? Or do you want to ask yourself to go to the Hall of Hell for a walk?

Why is it related to the Palace of Hell? It seems that I have nothing to do with the legendary mysterious force, right?

At this moment, Su Hang felt a little confused. He was an inexplicable package, an inexplicable small coffin, and he said it was the King of Hell.

Could it be...

Su Hang suddenly thought of the old woman who took Tan Lili away that day. The old woman claimed to be from the King of Hell Palace. Could it be that the old woman wanted to make things difficult for her?

"Although the Hall of Hell rarely interferes in the affairs of the martial arts world, so many people in the martial arts world ignore its existence, the eyes of the Hall of Hell can be said to be spread all over the world, and you will definitely know all the big and small things that have happened outside." Xue Xuan pondered for a moment, "Maybe you are too popular recently and have attracted the attention of the Hall of Hell."

"The limelight is too high? Is it?" Su Hang smiled bitterly. He was already low-key enough. For example, he hid behind the scenes of the limelight such as Yuanli Heart Development and other things that were popular and left to Xue Xuan to deal with. It was already very low-key.

Moreover, few people knew about his true strength, and no one dared to stand up and find out his depth. Even if the Hall of Hell is full of eyes, it really surprised Su Hang when he found him this time.

While speaking, Xue Xuan's cell phone rang. She walked to the window and answered a call. It must have been called by Xue Jingtian.

After a while, I hung up the phone, "Su Hang, my great-grandfather said he came from the capital immediately."

"What?"

Su Hang was stunned for a moment, and actually alarmed Xue Jingtian, his eyes fell on the small coffin, "Is this thing real?"

Xue Xuan nodded slightly, "It's so great. I heard from my great-grandfather that there was also a young master from the King of Hell in Vajra Temple."

"Vajra Temple? Isn't it wrong?" At this time, Xue Qi was a little surprised. "Although Vajra Temple is a Buddhist sect, practicing Buddhism is not as good as practicing martial arts. Almost all the masters are old and successful. I'm afraid there are really few young masters, let alone being on par with our Brother Hang?"

"I'll know when my great-grandfather comes." Xue Xuan was also surprised. There were many masters in Vajra Temple, but they were all monks in their seventies and eighties or even hundreds of years old. I had never heard of any young Buddhist masters.

What is needed to practice Buddha is the enlightenment in the realm. If you don’t have time to settle down, it is difficult to become a master.

Now I am afraid that I won’t get any useful information from Xue Xuan. Su Hang quickly calmed down and said everything when Xue Jingtian came.

...

"The King of Hell's Order reappears. I don't know if it's a blessing or a disaster, the best king."

At night, in the living room of the house, Xue Jingtian held the small dark coffin with a very serious expression on his face.

When Xue Xuan received a call from him in the morning, Xue Jingtian heard that Su Hang had received the order from the King of Hell, he was shocked and could not sit still. He immediately took a plane to Rongcheng.

To be honest, Xue Jingtian has never seen the real King of Hell. However, someone from the ancestors of the Xue family had received the King of Hell. There are also very detailed records about the King of Hell in the Xue family's collection.

When Xue Jingtian saw this coffin for the first time, he was confirmed that this was the King of Hell. After all, there has been a legend about the King of Hell that appeared in the world in the past few days.

"Great Grandpa, how much do you know about the Hall of Hell?" Su Hang couldn't help but let Xue Jingtian run over so quickly. This must be a big deal.

Xue Jingtian shook his head, "This organization is too mysterious. I have never been there. I only know some scattered messages, which are of no practical use."

"What about this King of Hell Order?" Su Hang was a little disappointed.

Xue Jingtian Dao, "About every hundred years, the King of Hell will appear in the world, and invite the most outstanding young masters in the martial arts world to go to the King of Hell Palace. Of course, if there are monster-level geniuses in the martial arts world during this period, the King of Hell will appear in the world."

Is this an honor?

Su Hang smiled bitterly, "What else? Look at what it says, Yan Jun's birthday, I think it's not as simple as going to pay the birthday of Yan Jun, right?"

Xue Jingtian pondered for a moment, "The ancestors of my Xue family received the Order of the King of Hell, but that was almost two hundred years ago, and there was not much information left behind. There was no mention of what happened in the Hall of Hell. However, the ancestors left a message, the Order of the King of Hell, which was an opportunity."

"Opportunity? What does it mean?" Su Hang was a little confused.

Xue Jingtian shook his head, "I don't know that the last time the King of Hell was born was seventy-three years ago. It was the time of war. There were countless young masters emerging. Five people received the King of Hell order. Only two people came back, one was from the Situ family, Xuan'er and Xiaoqi's 17th Foreign Company Tunan, and the other was Taizu's personal guard, which was later General Xu."

“Huh?”

Su Hang looked at Xue Xuan and Xue Qi. Both of them looked surprised and curious. Obviously, they didn't know that someone in their mother's family had received the order from the King of Hell.

"Hasn't the great-grandfather received it?" Su Hang asked Xue Jingtian in surprise. Xue Jingtian has achieved his current achievements, and it should have been not bad back then, right?

Xue Jingtian shook his head, "I was almost fifty at that time, and I was still a young man there. The Situ family Xiaonan was really talented. At the age of sixteen, he was already a fifth-grade martial artist, and he was trained on the battlefield. He was very popular. After returning from the Hall of Hell, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, reaching the peak of the ninth-grade. He was once called the young hero who had the most chance to reach the innate realm before he was twenty years old."

"Zeng?" Su Hang paused. Xue Jingtian's last sentence seemed to have another meaning.

At this time, Xue Xuan said, "The seventeenth grandfather failed to live beyond twenty years old in the end."

"Oh!" Xue Jingtian sighed, "Heaven is jealous of talents. At that time, the war was in chaos, and the children of all major families and every household had to go to the battlefield. Young masters like Xiaonan, who were extremely popular for a while, became the target of the enemy's focus of killing. At the age of eighteen, he died in Huaihai."

Well……

After hearing this, Su Hang felt quite regretful.
Chapter completed!