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Similarly, in the underworld, there has always been a legend that in that mysterious underworld, there may really be a way for the soul to be reincarnated and become a flesh-and-blood life again.

Sheng Feihan didn't know if it really existed, but when the demon sword Ye Cang learned about this legend, his demeanor changed significantly, and he became excited and urgent, and it was because of this that Sheng Feihan thought of his brother's intentions.

However, there is one point, Sheng Feihan is relieved, at least the two people in front of him are definitely not from the underworld, and they should be super strong people who have unfortunately fallen from a certain high-level plane.

"It should also be for Bai Bingyu."

Cretaceous sighed in his heart.

What love is, Cretaceous who was still a girl when she was alive didn't understand, but she knew that the magic of love was unimaginable to ordinary people, and real love would be desperate for each other.

Just like the pure white ice crystal begging the old man to enter the underworld, the demon sword Ye Cang can also voluntarily enter the underworld as a tribute for her.

If there is a slight opportunity, even if it falls into the bottomless abyss, it will not hesitate!

"When did this happen?" Lao Wurong asked calmly, but he couldn't wait to go to the unfathomable underworld, not only because of that promise, but also because of the strong curiosity in his heart.

and, the ultimate goal for countless years.

"It's not a long time, it's been more than two years, and it's less than half a month before the next tribute." St. Feihan remembers it very well.

Cretaceous Ji's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he thought about meeting the master's brother to look at each other and meet each other's thoughts, but as a result, people had no intention of looking at her at all, but directly clapped the board: "It's so short, that's just right, I will go over with Xiaobai next time to pay tribute, and it's so happily decided." ”

Saint Feihan's face changed suddenly, and he said urgently: "Brother, do you mean that you want to go over as a tribute?" ”

"Bingo." Lao Niurong snapped his fingers, "It's really worthy of being a little friend of the monarch, just smart." ”

"......" Sheng Feihan had a bitter face, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the strength of the old man, the problem is that if he is discovered by the underworld and causes something, then the Holy Soul Empire will inevitably be the first to bear it, and he will be burdened with a cauldron that you may destroy at any time.

As the head of a country, he must think carefully for the sake of the people of the whole country.

But the question is, can he refuse?

The answer is necessarily no.

"I see, I will fully cooperate with you! In the past half a month, I have been bothered by the two grievances to live in the cold house temporarily. Saint Feihan's face was solemn.

Since you can't offend, you just have to give it a go, maybe there will really be a miracle, and you will bring back the demon knife Ye Cang, the good brother you admire, safely.

"Oh, if you are wronged, you can be wronged, it doesn't matter." The old man has a righteous face.

I can't talk anymore.

It's really embarrassing!

St. Feihan's heart suddenly felt that 10,000 grass nima were gliding freely.

Lao Wurong asked about Yuqin's mother again, but unfortunately this time even Sheng Feihan didn't know, so he had to give up.

Perhaps, someone will know about the underworld that is coaxed by the bull fork? I'm bored.

As the honored guest of St. Feihan, Lao Wujin and Cretaceous were arranged in two top VIP rooms as their residences for this half month.

Holy Temple!

Holy Temple!

One day, one earth, and it is also the highest grade of the guests in the entire imperial monarch's palace, and ordinary people don't want to live in it at all, which is enough to show the status of the two of them in the heart of the monarch Shengfeihan.

Two days later.

Lao Wurong and the Cretaceous out of the palace for a round, visited several cities, and then returned to the monarch's palace, with several bags of things in his hands, eating, drinking, playing, and wearing, but also quite fun.

When Sheng Feihan saw the old boring at the dining table, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

At this time, the old brother has completely changed his whole body.

The upper body is close to the black clothes, the jacket is purple jacket, and the chest is hung with dense shining medals. The lower body is green bell bottom, a pair of No. 38 red delicate running shoes, and flesh-colored socks are exposed. With a bright head and that handsome appearance, at that station, there is a full charm of the underworld big brother, even if he is still cute, he has a little more toughness.

Carefully dressed from the Cretaceous period. Except, of course, those medals that blind dogs.

On the other hand, in the Cretaceous period, although they still love pure white, whether it is style or style, they are very different, from the fairy in white clothes to the capable female paper, which looks full of heroism.

As soon as he asked, the startled Sheng Feihan almost slipped the wine glass in his hand, daring to love every costume on these two people, from the inside out, was completely purchased in different empires, that is, at least a dozen empires were visited in one day.

For Saint Feihan, it's unbelievable, what a perverted speed this has to have, to do it!

To say that the most unbelievable are the people of Saint Feihan, they have never seen that the monarch with a unique temperament and an incomparably lofty status would be so polite to two strangers, and even dine at the same table.

Unbelievable at the same time, I am even more curious about the identities of the two.

At the invitation of the Sovereign, Barnett, who was walking on the road to the Sovereign's palace, was in a really bad mood.

I don't know how much blood and sweat I spent to get more than a dozen medals of honor, so I said that it was gone, and I didn't even leave a single one for myself, so that he was almost beating his chest for the past two days, and he was extremely remorseful.

And, of course, anger, anger at the guy who took his life's work.

"Don't let Marshal Ben find you, one day, I will take back everything that belonged to me!" Looking at the empty chest of the handsome military uniform, Barnett secretly swore an oath, his teeth clenched, and he was embarrassed and indignant.

This time, he was summoned by the monarch of St. Feiham, although he didn't know what was going on, Barnett had already decided that he must complain in front of the monarch, and if the monarch was willing to come forward, then his enmity would be stable.

Soon, after receiving the report from the palace people, with a heart full of resentment and excitement and nervousness, Barnett stepped into the monarch's special dining room, and had already calculated the next rhetoric in his heart.

Walking through the verandah, the bead curtain was lifted, and the eyes suddenly opened up, and the body instinctively stood straight.

But the appearance of a sentence made a complete bend.

"Isn't this the marshal's little pen friend, what a coincidence, thank you for the medal, my brother also thinks it's a lot cooler." The old bored face was grateful, and there was no half-artificiality.