"Why is he there?" the lonely man wondered.

That day, he was just a little at a loss because he was teased by Yi Cong'an, so he wanted to give him a look, and cast a spell to take him to the foot of the capital city, so as to frustrate his always provocative spirit, and also deliberately separated him from the chess piece that King Qin Guang said.

Then, he thought that Yi Cong'an thought that he was bored, and he didn't dwell on himself too much, so he found another place to play.

Unexpectedly, somehow, he was actually put in prison in the city of vain?

"Hades Lord?" King Qin Guang whispered again.

"Well, go check it out. With the disillusionment of the dark light of the Dark Cultivation Method on his body, before King Qin Guang could react, the Dark Lonely Decision had already disappeared above the realm of the Netherworld's Gate.

"Really, didn't you say you couldn't do it? I just heard the name, and the shadow was gone?"

"You're so interesting!"

King Qin Guang looked in the direction of the disappeared figure, but he couldn't help but say a few words.

"Ahh

"It's a pity~ It's a pity~ How good it would be if this Yi Cong'an was a woman's netherworld, this is a man's netherworld!hey~ Evil!" Looking at King Qin Guang's indecent face, you can't help but feel that he is not a person!

But that's right, he Qingliao can be serious, or he can't be serious~

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Coming to the northern border,

"Heh, I haven't seen it for more than a thousand years, Bai Ye, your guts are really fattened~ You dare to blend into the living soul, and you also designed turmoil to get my old immortal out, I don't know who gave you the green gall?"

In the depths of the enchanted forest, which is so gloomy that people feel panicked in their hearts,

A pale cyan figure of Ling Feng was carrying a chaotic ghost-like thing and walked wildly.

The thing that was being carried, in a trance, there will be a slight figure of a person, and the text is not very clear in the darkness.

The figure stayed behind the pale cyan figure without hurry, and there was a faint and leisurely state of contentment~.

And occasionally you can hear the chaotic figure coming from bursts of ghostly evil laughter.

It's like the kind of charming laughter that wanders in the Three Realms, but is unwilling to be like the underworld, but is outside every day with a glow to seduce people's souls.

Seeing that Fang Cai's own inquiry could not be answered, the chaotic figure spoke again: "Why? I haven't been able to see each other for thousands of years, and the little white face doesn't want to think about me, a lonely old man, and don't want to die?" When the gloomy voice fell, the chaotic thing didn't forget to reach out and rub a handful of oil on the soft part of the back of the 'little white face'.

"Hmm~ yes, the same as before. ”

Now,

The pace of the rapid rush finally stopped.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Celestial Realm couldn't tolerate me, I would have willingly saved you for the old dog of the River Styx? The pale cyan figure said disdainfully.

Looking at the pale cyan figure, the figure called a little white face, the age is about the age of a man's weak crown, he is dressed in a light light green shirt, with a high ponytail tied with thin braids on his head, and his facial features and eyebrows all reveal a handsome atmosphere.

It's just that

As a man, he does look quite white and tender... And under the backdrop of this light green shirt, it is even more white and transparent...

A man with this appearance, whoever sees it will salivate and want to take two more looks~

I don't know if something stepped on Tara and made a few sounds, and the man in light blue clothes was extremely keen, and his ears could be seen moving a few times in the dim light.

"Catching up. The man in light cyan clothes rolled his Adam's apple above his white neck and said softly.

"Oh, it's okay~ Dozens of miles away is the northern boundary that no one can control. The chaotic figure still answered unhurriedly.

"Stop! Evil souls are like willows, you dare to escape!" With an angry voice, two black and white lights and shadows that were as incompatible as fire and water appeared in front of the man in pale cyan clothes and the chaotic figure.

These are the two gods of black and white impermanence in the underworld!

The costumes of the underworld worn by the two gods of the underworld are the same in terms of carving, embroidery and style manufacturing, but the color of the costumes is very different, the costumes of the two gods of the underworld are one black and one white, and the complexion is as white as the white powder painted by the play, but the lips are dripping bright red like blood, and the terrifying face is really worthy of the black and white impermanence that makes the outside world tremble!

"Ouch, it's really~" The chaotic figure who was called Xiangliu first said a few words disdainfully, and then said calmly: "I, Xiangliu, have come out of the confinement of the abyss prison of the underworld, just rely on the two of you black and white impermanence, and still want to catch me back again?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the sprite-like chaos suddenly shone with a dark and dark aura, and it disappeared into the gloomy forest with the man in pale blue clothes!

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In the prison of the underworld of the underworld,

The Soul Lonely Spell hurriedly rushed to the prison, silently reciting in his heart the Dark Law based on the mountain stone he threw to Yi Cong'an, trying to find him quickly.

Following Luanshi's reaction to the underworld, the Shadow Lonely decided to go all the way, and finally found Yi Cong'an's figure.

But when he stepped forward to take a look, he found that Emperor Song-Han Xu had appeared beside Yi Cong'an for some reason, and he was still followed by the attendant-Lonely.

Shen Gu decided to know Lonely Lyric, and since he was still a teenager, this Lonely Guy has been by Han Xu's side.

And from time to time, he will secretly help Han Xu to make him a loop, even if he is really a good gentleman's temper, he will not forget!

But now, he has no intention of cultivating the highest level of the method of meditation and ascended to the position of the lord of the underworld.

"Hades. "Lonely really followed the will of the lonely and said, 'Zun shouted'.

"Emperor Song?" Ming Gu was puzzled, seeing that it was already a short distance from Yi Cong'an, he couldn't help but feel that the prey in his mouth was coveted by others, and a burst of displeasure arose in his heart.

"Yo~ Why did the Lord of the Underworld come to such a dirty and narrow prison? What is the matter, you just ordered to call the underworld messenger below, why bother to run in person?"

Speaking of which,

I didn't forget to make a look at the loneliness that had been standing beside me for a long time.

That loneliness is really worthy of being an old attendant of Emperor Song, so he knew what to do next with a glance.

Shen Gu resolutely looked at Yi Cong'an's outstretched hand, which was already curled up on the stone ground, and a touch of unhappiness obviously flashed on his cold face.

"I don't know, where does Emperor Song want to take a mere netherworld?"

"Where are you going?What, Lord of the Underworld, are you questioning Han Xu?~ I just look at this Netherworld, poor Baba stays in this place, and the Soul is about to disappear~ I, Emperor Song, is extremely kind-hearted and wants to help him, what? When Emperor Song spoke, although he looked calm, but secretly that heart might have scolded the whole body of the Underworld a thousand times!

Although they are in each other's minds, they should know everything!

But for the sake of face and all kinds of inappropriateness, they will not be so naïve as they tear off the false window paper.

Hearing this answer, Minggu never spoke, he still just glanced at Yi Cong'an, who was led like a chicken. But his eyes drifted away quickly, and even Han Xu didn't find anything else, just thought that he was curious to take a look.

Just when Ming Gu Jue had just withdrawn his eyes and was about to say something, King Qin Guang, Qing Liao, suddenly appeared in this prison that made Er Ming feel 'narrow'.

"Hades Lord!" King Qin Guang shouted a little eagerly as soon as he showed his figure, looking at that appearance, there should really be something big.

"Well, but you caught it?" Minggu didn't mean to avoid Emperor Song, but instead raised his voice a little more without them knowing.

As soon as the two gods of impermanence got the news, they immediately led the underworld to capture the soul of Xiang Liu, and when they were about to succeed, the white night that robbed Xiang Liu suddenly appeared again, and with the help of Bai Ye, Xiang Liu's soul actually fled to the northern realm! The northern realm does not belong to the jurisdiction of the underworld of our underworld, and the two gods of the underworld are not easy to do, so they can only stand by for the time being! Send the underworld to come back to us and wait for the report!"

This King Qin Guang is really, when he is serious, he is really serious to death, and he has a clear eye. When it is not serious, it is like a second picture of his face that does not belong, and it will burst out.

But fortunately, all the Yama kings are used to fighting with him.

"The situation has evolved like this! Although Xiang Liu's body is dead, his soul is still boundless, if he can't get any subdues, he will really have endless troubles in the future!"

It was King Qin Guang, who saw at a glance Han Xu, who had always been at odds with Ming Gu, and his face turned towards Han Xu with a polite smile: "Emperor Song is also here?"

"Yes~ This king came down to take a look, and by the way, he was kind. "King Qin Guang is the nemesis of Emperor Song, no matter what time this Emperor Song is, his mind can't play King Qin Guang!

As soon as he heard King Qin Guang's question about him, he wanted to answer angrily.

"I see. King Qin Guang responded, but he moved extremely fast, condensed a meditation method and hurriedly lost it to Yi Cong'an's body.

Yi Cong'an, who was able to enter the Continuation of the Spiritual Method, finally slowly opened his muddy eyes.

He struggled for a while in his lonely grip before he broke free and floated in levitation.

Yi Cong'an shook his chicken-coop-like hair violently, straightened his head, and saw what was in front of him clearly.