The Heavenly Wind Immortal Pill, the Ghost Wood Waist Pendant and the White Mountain Spirit Ginseng were held in their hands together, and they looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Your Excellency, please wait a moment, and watch the next spell to resurrect the moth. The Immortal Heavenly Wind said respectfully, his tone full of confidence.

The empress just nodded, although the joy of waiting for the hope of Mothling's resurrection was surging in her heart at this moment, but on the surface, it showed the reserve and solemnity that she should have as the empress of the Netherworld.

The Stygian Heavenly Wind turned around and ordered the three ghost generals, "You three come over here and help me activate the Soul Casting Technique." ”

When the ghost generals Qingniu, Purple Lion and Lijiao heard this, they immediately laughed and ran over.

Especially the ghost general Purple Lion, his swollen right face looks like half a peach, and his mouth that squeezes out a smile is like a crooked eggplant.

"There's a chance to live, it's nothing. He comforted himself.

The tall three ghost generals behaved like three children at this time, and stood in front of the Heavenly Wind with the finished glyph facing inward.

The Immortal General Tianfeng will "Death Pill", the ghost wood waist pendant carrying the soul of the moth Ling and the 10,000-year-old Baishan Spirit Ginseng will be handed over to the hands of the three ghost generals respectively.

The three of them carefully held the three treasures in their palms, placed them flat in front of them, held their breath, and did not dare to blink their eyes. It was as if what they were holding in their hands was the life-sustaining golden pill of the three of them.

Prepare for the spell, recite an obscure spell in the mouth of the Heavenly Wind, and then play three spells in a row.

"Puff puff!"

Three white rays of light fell on the three treasures.

Immediately, circles of golden light shining around the three treasures slowly rose from the hands of the three ghost generals, and converged in the air two feet high.

The three demons sat cross-legged with their hands folded and chanted incantations in unison.

"The end of the end - quack - woo woo - "

A moment later, the three of them projected three powerful seven-colored spiritual lights transformed by soul power into the three treasures hanging above.

Don't underestimate the colorful aura transformed by these three soul powers, each of which is condensed by the essence of the soul power of the three ghosts, and it will consume at least ten years of cultivation for each of them.

Beads of sweat were dripping from the faces of the three of them, but everyone's bodies never shook in a sitting.

In an instant, the three treasures in mid-air emitted colorful spiritual light, and leaned together, slowly spinning.

"Cast!"

With a soft drink, the Heavenly Wind played another trick.

I saw that a milky white, palm-sized divine soul burst out from the ghost wood waist and submerged into the white mountain spirit ginseng.

The surface of the white mountain ginseng flickered with colorful light, began to shake and grow, and gradually grew limbs and heads. For a full thirty breaths, he took on the form of a human figure.

At first, the appearance was vague, but gradually it became clearer.

In the end, he turned into a handsome young man in a golden shirt, quietly hanging in the air.

The handsome young man's eyes were tightly closed, and his skin was as white as jade, as if frozen in ice, without a trace of life.

The empress, who was watching carefully, could no longer control her emotions, her beautiful eyes flashed with crystals, and she recognized the young man as the person in her memory.

The Heavenly Wind did not dare to slack off, and he worked one after another, playing a wheel-like trick in his hand.

"Raw!"

Another clear drink.

The handsome young man in mid-air opened his mouth, and the crystal clear "Death Pill" suddenly entered his mouth.

In the next moment, the handsome young man's body swung out circles of golden spirit patterns visible to the naked eye. His chest began to heav, and he breathed. After that, his eyes slowly opened, and they were a pair of dark and heroic eyes.

His body was still hovering in mid-air, unleashing leaping soul power fluctuations and setting off a gust of wind.

He danced in a golden robe, his hair flew upside down, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

"Done!"

The Heavenly Wind looked at the young man and said with great joy on his face. Although, in his heart, he felt a pain for the loss of the "Death Pill", but there is no treasure more precious than his free breath now.

With a one-handed move, the ghost wooden waist fell into his hands.

He held his waist in both hands and handed it to Xu Yang.

"This is really a good baby, thank you Xu Xiaoying for your generous borrowing. ”

"It's a gesture. ”

Xu Yang nodded, took the waist and hung it on his waist carefully, this treasure is going to be taken back to Shizun Guigu Yeyan to warm his soul, and he can't be sloppy.

A moment later, the golden-shirted boy in mid-air was like a golden eagle with wings spread, slowly falling, with a dashing demeanor.

He first spread his arms and glanced at his body, a look of surprise on his face. When he looked up and saw the empress opposite, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he said embarrassedly: "Empress, I am ......."

Before he could finish his words, the empress on the other side could no longer hold back, she jumped forward quickly, like a colorful butterfly fluttering flowers, and opened her arms to hold the moth tightly.

"I ......" Mothling, who was already a teenager, turned red, and was speechless for a while, and opened his arms to gently embrace the red candle into his arms.

Although the actual age of the empress is over 100 years old, she has a good look and looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old. The two hug each other, like a pair of lovers in love.

"Don't say it, it's all my fault. I should have guessed it was you. ”

The empress said, and couldn't help but recall the past of the two in her mind.

Go back more than 100 years.

That year, the previous Emperor "Yang" disappeared for no reason, and the new Emperor "Tang" succeeded to the throne in a voice of doubt.

Until then, the relationship between the Netherworld and the Underworld had been extremely harmonious.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Netherworld and the Underworld were the interface that came together. For some reason, it was finally separated into two interfaces, the Netherworld and the Underworld.

And the You clan in charge of the Netherworld is already in the same vein as the Hades clan in charge of the underworld.

A hundred years ago, the new Emperor "Tang" succeeded to the throne.

At that time, the empress of the Netherworld, "Yu Yucai", doubted the legitimacy of her succession. The two argued, even fought, and sparked a war between the Netherworld and the Underworld.

But the underworld is, after all, an interface half a level higher than the netherworld. Although the power of the new Emperor "Tang" was not yet stable, he still easily defeated the Netherworld.

After that, the new Emperor "Tang" was furious, ready to deprive the You clan of its royal status in the Netherworld, and decided to sacrifice more than 3,000 people of the You clan to exterminate the clan.

However, due to the deep-rooted dominance of the You clan in the Netherworld, if the Youshi clan is killed, I am afraid that it will no longer be able to effectively control the Netherworld.

Although the people of the underworld have noble blood, it is difficult for them to reproduce, resulting in a lack of population in the underworld. However, the people of the Netherworld can easily reproduce, and the people of the Netherworld can enter the Netherworld through the empowerment of the Netherworld, and thus become the inferior residents of the Netherworld.

In order to stabilize the constant relationship between the Netherworld and the Underworld, the Hades Emperor "Tang" came up with a solution.

first permanently imprisoned the then Empress of the Netherworld "Youyucai". Later, he and the Youshi clan set a game with a period of 100 years.

The Emperor of the Underworld planted the "Hundred Years of Reincarnation Mantra" on the Holy Maiden who was going to become the next Empress of the Netherworld, and this curse occurred once every hundred years. Once the seizure occurs, the physique and skill of the person who has been cursed will regress to the appearance of seven or eight years old. The duration of each episode is thirty days.

The key to this game is that the Emperor of the Underworld can use these thirty days to send someone to kill the Empress of the Netherworld who is suffering from the "Reincarnation Curse".

If the reigning Empress is killed, the next Empress will continue the game. In this way, it can be ensured that the Empress of the Netherworld does not have enough time to make her cultivation strong enough to resist the rule of the Emperor of the Netherworld.

This is also the punishment given by the Emperor of the Underworld to the You clan.

More than 100 years ago, the red candle was the holy woman of the netherworld at that time.

The red candle of the cardamom years as the holy daughter of the netherworld went to the capital of the underworld to meet the emperor of the underworld. ”

At that time, Red Candle was at the age of naïve and romantic, and she didn't know that coming to the capital meant accepting the "Hundred Years of Reincarnation" killing game, and she was the object to be hunted down in this ruthless game.

The red candle that has just come to the underworld happens to coincide with the annual lantern festival in the underworld.

In order to highlight the succession of the new emperor, the prosperity of the world, and the harmony of thousands of families, the new Emperor "Tang" deliberately held this lantern festival more grandiose than in previous years.

On the streets of Xudu, all kinds of colorful lights are listed, phoenixes and birds are still playing, fish and dragons are still dancing, which is dizzying.

As the saint of the netherworld, Red Candle has never left the palace of the netherworld since she was born, where has she ever seen such a lively and cordial, beautiful and peaceful scene.

"What a beautiful illumination. ”

Originally sitting in the sedan chair, she was instantly attracted by the lanterns on the street, walked down from the sedan chair, and admired the lanterns with the crowd accompanied by the personal old slave.

"Guess the lantern riddle, guess the lantern riddle and send the lantern. A white-haired old man in a light blue shirt shouted.

Red Candle was drawn to the sound.

She looked up and saw a lantern in the shape of a kingfisher, the light flowing, the kingfisher wanted to fly, and she liked it at once.

The lantern riddle hanging on the lantern is a painting, typed with one word.

On the left of the painting is a flaming flame, and on the right is a moth fighting a fire.

"What is that? Let me think about it, and I almost guessed it. Red Candle pondered in her heart.

"I guessed this riddle, it's the word "candle" for the candle flame. ”

At this time, a handsome young man in a golden brocade shirt on the other side, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, spoke first.

"Yes, yes, it's the word for a red candle. Red Candle blurted out.

"Unfortunately, this boy guessed it first, and this lantern belongs to this son. ”

As he spoke, the old man took off the lantern and handed it to the young man.

"Little brother, can you give me this lantern?" said Red Candle embarrassedly.

When the young man heard the sound, he turned his head to look, and the lovely and handsome face of the red candle came into the young man's eyes.

A pair of pupils cut autumn water. She has a pair of beautiful eyes, the eyes are black and white, and there is a trace of innate nobility in the clarity and dust.

Her long eyelashes are like curtains, and they blink like a breeze blowing willows.

Her nose is straight and small like jade, her cherry mouth is ruddy but not gaudy, and her cheeks are like spring peaches.

"What a beautiful girl. The boy thought to himself, and his face flushed.

"If you like it, let it be given to you. The boy replied stupidly.

The girl took the lantern and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Mothling. ”

"Thank you, Mothling. ”

The boy looked at the girl stupidly, forgetting what he was going to say next.

"Miss, it's not too early, it's time for us to go. The old slave behind the girl said.

"Hmm. ”

The girl took the lantern and left with the old slave contentedly.

When the boy realizes that the girl has gone far away and remembers to ask her name, it seems that it is too late.

The girl looked back and smiled, got into the sedan chair, and disappeared into the crowd.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but the man was in the lamplight.