The highest-ranking assassin of the Immortal Forest may have somehow hidden himself in the shadows, but if the shadow under the tree is real, then there is only one possibility, and this is a projection from the underworld.

More than twenty years ago, in the Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, the assassins of the Immortal Forest were unsuccessful in assassinating Zhao Layue, and they were quietly killed by the projection of the three disciples of the underworld.

Whose shadow is it that appears in the city of songs tonight?

The shadow was slightly raised, as if it was about to break away from the ground, and was illuminated by the starlight refracted by the wall, gradually revealing its shape.

The figure was very short and fat, and it was difficult to see the face, and it could be vaguely seen that it was wearing a colorful dress, indicating that it had a very high status in the underworld.

"Introduce yourself. ”

The short and fat figure had a delicate and eerie voice, but it also had an extremely powerful momentum and majesty.

His vocalizations are somewhat bizarre, and he is supposed to speak very little human language.

"I am the High Priest of the Nether. ”

If it is said that after the death of the Hades Emperor, the Hades Master is the strongest in the Hades, and only one person is qualified to raise objections.

The high priest has the blood of the royal family of the underworld flowing in his body, and his power and realm are extremely high, no matter how you look at it, he is a real big man.

In other words, if other cultivators, even the elder-level powerhouses in various sects, suddenly found that the High Priest of the Underworld appeared in front of them, they would only have two reactions, either they would scream with a pale face and try to warn them, or they would faint directly with a pale face.

Jing Jiu was very calm, as if he had met an old man asking for directions, and said, "What's the matter?"

The high priest's voice floated in the alley like the wind, as if a string would break at any moment, as if there was some surprise: "Are you not afraid of me?"

Jing Jiu said: "Maybe you are strong, but this is Chaoge City, even if you want to be afraid, it should be you." ”

The high priest said, "When your master ascended back then, I also went to Qingshan to see it, what is Chaoge City?"

Jing Jiu said: "Talk about things. ”

The High Priest's colored clothes mingled with the dark shadows, and it looked extremely strange, like his voice: "I heard that you are a very good negotiator, so there must be no position that must be adhered to. ”

This sentence is very reasonable, but Jing Jiu heard more things, his conversation with Bu Qiuxiao just started today, and it actually spread to the underworld?

He said, "Go straight." ”

The High Priest said, "If the Seal of the Hades Emperor is really in your hands, or can we cooperate?"

Sure enough, there is no impermeable wall, not even the huge wall that lies between the human world and the underworld, even if it is an abyss.

His conversation with Bu Qiuxiao spread to the underworld, and even the conversation between him and the underworld master that no one knew about was actually overheard by the high priest.

Jing Jiu said: "I talked to him first. ”

The high priest said, "It's okay, I'm just going to give you a message first, leave a name, and when you make a decision in the future, remember that there is still me on this path, and at least give us a chance to bid." ”

Jing Jiu said, "I can't imagine any benefit from working with you. ”

The high priest said, "This is the greatest good to fight the remnants of the peace." ”

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "You are very familiar with the Zhongzhou faction?"

The high priest said with a blank face: "If you don't trust me, just because I didn't show up, but I hope you can remember this conversation." ”

After saying this, the starlight faded, and the shadows under the trees also faded a lot.

The wind is quiet, the leaves fall, the shadow returns to the ground, and it returns to normal.

Jing Jiu turned and left the alley.

He did not go directly back to Qingshan, but went to the old plum garden.

The Plum Garden Hall is shrouded in starlight, as if a layer of clear water is silently washing the eaves.

He walked into the nunnery and sat down in front of the dusty desk.

It was not the High Priest himself who came, but his projection.

But if the High Priest suddenly makes a move, he may be in great trouble, because the Great Array of Asahagi may not be able to activate.

The high priest actually dared to project in Chaoge City, he must have received some kind of protection, since he is not a Taiping real person, who will it be?

The Hades Emperor has been imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison for more than 600 years, and the Zhongzhou faction has been secretly in contact with the Nether, which is normal.

Did Yunmengshan want to reconfirm his identity, or did he want to be unfavorable to himself and Qingshan? He used to think that Chaoge City was the safest place outside of Qingshan and Guocheng Temple, and no one would assassinate him here, but thinking about the story in Guocheng Temple two years ago, this view was naturally problematic.

Starlight passed through the window and fell on him, casting a shadow on the ground in front of the desk.

The next moment, the shadow floated slightly, like a leaf blown by the wind.

Such a picture played out before his eyes not long ago.

"Coming back?"

He felt a little tired.

This time, the figure in the shadows was much thinner.

This time it was the projection of the Underworld.

Jing Jiu asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

The Master lightly dusted off his royal blue clothes, and the figure in the shadows disappeared from time to time.

"If he knows about our conversation, I can't find out what he's doing? ”

Whether in the human world or in the underworld, the conspiracies related to power are always so exciting that Jing Jiu is bored.

He knocked on the desk in front of him and said, "To get to the point, how do you know that I am in the old plum garden." ”

The Hades Master did not answer his question, and said directly, "Cooperate with me and send the High Priest into the River Styx." ”

Jing Jiu said, "Benefits?"

The Immortal Master walked to the window with his hands in his hands, and the shadows diluted the starlight outside.

His projection is shorter than his main body, and he looks like a strange and terrifying puppet.

"I've been checking for a long time, and today I'm finally sure that he has been secretly in contact with Yunmeng Mountain, and killing him is good for me and you Qingshan. ”

The Hades Master turned to look at him and said, "And if he goes to the Styx River to sleep, the chaos in the Nether can be calmed down as soon as possible, and you and I can elect a new Hades Emperor with peace of mind." ”

Jing Jiu said, "Is this our agreement?"

The Immortal Master said: "I am not Liu Ci, nor am I Yuan Qi Whale, it is not enough for you to convince me to betray the real person, I will only join forces with the final victor, you are so weak, you really can't be trusted by me." ”

Jing Jiu said: "Don't send it." ”

The Master said, "I'm here to deliver the letter, are you sure you don't want to know the contents of that letter?"

Jing Jiu wanted to take out the bamboo chair to lie down, but remembered that the bamboo chair was being squatted by Xue Ji again, so he had to lie down on the floor and look out the window at the starry sky.

The master glanced at him, flicked his sleeve, and the shadow was slightly blue, and disappeared without a trace.

In one night, I met two of the most powerful people in the underworld in a row, and Jing Jiu was also a little surprised and tired.

In both conversations, he behaved very indifferently, even with a condescending attitude, but that was just a façade.

Whether it is the projection of the high priest or the underworld, it can bring him a great threat.

The gap between the two sides was too far, and if it weren't for the Seal of the Hades Emperor in his hands, these two conversations would not have happened at all.

Just like if he didn't have Yin Feng's life card and didn't grasp that secret, Bu Qiuxiao wouldn't be here to negotiate with him during the day.

A young man walking in the world with the most precious books, and being able to sit and talk with princes and nobles seems to be chic and calm, but it is also a very dangerous thing.

He knew who wrote the letter that the master was talking about.

Transmitting information through the projection of the big people of the underworld is indeed the most convenient, if not the fastest, way to communicate on the surface of the vast Chaotian Continent.

The problem is how people on the continent can transmit information to the underworld.

Before he didn't have the mosquitoes in the Demon Suppression Prison, only Taiping Zhenren had this ability, and the Zhongzhou faction might also have some kind of method.

He knew his senior brother too well, and he knew that even if he just glanced at it, he might fall into the other party's game, so he didn't want to read the letter at all.

There is another question, if the high priest is tracking himself through the news of the Zhongzhou faction, how can the underworld master know that he is in the old plum garden?

He didn't know he was going to be here until he thought about it.

Jing Jiu felt that something was wrong.

When he talked with Bu Qiuxiao in this nunnery during the day, he also had a similar feeling.

Could it be that someone has left traces in his body that can be traced?

He carefully reflected on the experience of this life, looked inside the most subtle parts of his body, and did not doubt or find anything.

When he fought against Tianjin in the air, the opponent's divine consciousness had indeed entered his body, but there was no trace of it.

His body was still as clean and pure, except for some silk in his waist, abdomen and backbone.

Thinking quietly like this, the night passed quickly.

The morning light shone through the window, and he stood up, ready to leave, but suddenly noticed an extra line of writing on the ground where the Hades had disappeared.

"A cloud drifted from the south. ”

Seeing this, his body became a little stiff, and he slowly turned to look out the window at the south.

There are countless clouds in the southern sky, which one is the one that must die?