"Little meow, long time no see!" The man behind him had a flirtatious smile on the corner of his mouth, but the sword in his hand was indifferently against his neck and did not move at all, and he said familiar words on his mouth, but his movements were cold-blooded and murderous. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you want to do?!" looked back at him with a dissatisfied face, the white coat that entered the eyes was extremely dazzling, and the disobedience that did not match the personality shrouded him, such a man is the most incomprehensible person, one second he can talk nonsense with a hippie smile, and the next second he will hold a sword against each other, and a single action can kill him at any time.

It is rumored that the lord of the underworld - Yan Jun, a mysterious man, his whereabouts have always been uncertain, no one has seen his true face, some people say that Yan Jun is extremely ugly, his face is hateful, and his methods are cruel and bloody, and some people say that he looks very ordinary, his style is hidden, and he is always haunted in the Six Realms, no one has seen his true face, and even if he has seen it, it is a dead person.

Xun never thought that the person in front of him was actually the lord of the underworld, and he looked no different from the people of the human world, or was this just another mask for him.

At the beginning, when he first saw him, whenever he wanted to pass through the underworld, he had to cross the Spirit Grievance Bridge and exchange it for a bowl of forgotten wine from the Spirit Woman, as the name suggests, he forgot the past, but everything was mortal.

It's just that he didn't see the spirit woman they called that day, but a man in a black cloak sat lazily on the bridge, the cloak covering his face, and the white hair fluttered on the conspicuous black clothes, and the long hair flowed freely.

He looked at the man wrapped in a black cloak vigilantly, standing on the side of the bridge and not daring to act rashly, but he didn't know that the man already knew his intention, his eyes were lazily projected towards him, his eyes couldn't be seen clearly under the white hair, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with a bewitching smile, and the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked, like a dragon smiling at Wanchun and crying for eternity.

Under the red lips that charmed all beings, he seemed to feel a chill, and his eyes vaguely covered by white hair looked at him coldly, without a trace of temperature, so indifferent that he wanted to be a person who was withdrawn from the red dust, and looked coldly at the greedy and infatuated person in the red dust, as if he had nothing in front of him.

"Who are you?!" he asked, chilled from his gaze.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to tell me, do you want to get the spirit fruit?" The man's hoarse voice suddenly came like ten thousand years, ethereal and ethereal, but it exuded a powerful force, containing a thousand appeals.

"You have a way!" he asked coldly, frowning.

"Exchange one thing with me, and you can enter the coffin unharmed, but whether you can get the spirit fruit depends on whether the thing on your body is worth it!" The corners of the red lips under the high bridge of the nose showed a strange arc, bewitching and bewitching.

He subconsciously blurted out, "good" eyes firm, staring at him for a moment.

Hearing his words, the curvature of the corners of the man's mouth deepened,

"Then your memories will be exchanged with me, the most important memory in you!"

He slowly stretched out his hand to him, signaling him to come forward, and his footsteps walked towards him automatically for some reason, and walked in front of the man, a pale hand touched his forehead, and the cold fingertips seeped into his skin like a thousand years of cold ice to his heart, and his whole body trembled slightly, and a shiver arose.

He unconsciously closed his eyes, and heard the man's clear voice in his ears,

"From this day forward, your memories will be mine, and you will lose your most precious memories in exchange for access to the coffin. The fingers slowly let go, a trace of blue tobacco fluttered out of his forehead, lingering on the man's fingertips, the fingers pinched, the tobacco dispersed and entered the man's hand, the blue flashed, and there was one more line on the arm, what a dazzling color, his deep eyes flashed with glass, and there was a crystal smile.

When he opened his eyes again, the man in black was gone, and the words he had left came from his ears, "All belonging has long been destined, what is yours is yours!"

His gaze turned back to him, and he was in the illusion mirror, not on the bridge of resentment five hundred years ago.

It's just the man in front of him, he can't imagine that he is the bewitching man in black before, although there are cold eyes on his approachable face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth is a lot more relaxed.

Sure enough, Le Bai saw him looking at himself with a clear face, and withdrew the sword in his hand with a light smile, and a white light disappeared in his hand.

"I remember!" he raised his eyebrows, and returned to his frivolous appearance, as if the man holding the sword with cold eyes just now was not him, just an illusion of Xun.

"You haven't answered me yet, what are you here for?" he said aggressively.

What else can he do, he has nothing left to take, and the point is not this, he is not a person who collects other people's things every day, does he look very idle!

Looking at the hostile gaze of the kitten in front of him, he was a little helpless, he was just a rare kindness to help someone, how did he become like he was the perpetrator. Please, he's really innocent. muttered indignantly in his heart, he really can't do some thankless work, and he will definitely not do it next time.

"I just sent Xiao Lian here, nothing else. He shrugged his shoulders, looked at him innocently, and continued, "Besides, how can I rest assured that she will go to the coffin alone, although the exchange of the coffin, but it is also rare in five hundred years, just one chance to enter the coffin is far from enough, for her safety, I should also help her." ”

"Then why did you appear next to Xiao Lian in this posture, did you have the idea of taking her spiritual annihilation from the beginning, so you deliberately approached him. He glared at him suspiciously, and retorted loudly.

"I was entrusted with it. He sighed, looking powerless, but the conversation shifted, "Of course, I don't deny that I had such thoughts at first. ”

"Sure enough, none of you in the underworld are good people. Hearing his admission, I was angry, it was him back then, and it was him again this time.

"I didn't say I was kind. He chuckled, and then began to preach about the search in front of him, "You, you haven't entered the world deeply, you don't know how deep the water here is, so you jump down, and treat everyone too simply, I really don't know if you are simple or stupid!"

After listening to his words, his face turned red, and he was instantly annoyed and angry, pointing directly at Lebai, who was shaking his head, and shouted loudly,

"Without further ado, return her spiritual annihilation. ”

Le Bai raised his eyebrows, smiled a little evilly, and his red lips chuckled undeniably, and said very badly,

"Did you beat me!"

This really annoyed Xun, he jumped in front of him, the two quickly scuffled, and in an instant there was a noise in the phantom mirror, and when he didn't retreat the illusion enchantment, he saw two embarrassed people hugging each other, one grabbed the person's hair, and the other bit the arm at the hand.

The cold eyebrow feathers furrowed tightly as expected, and he sighed deeply. (To be continued.) )