The dark night and the stinging still did not give up hitting the light curtain, the light curtain trembled violently, rippling layer by layer, Bai Qing's expression was cold and terrible, he raised his hand and waved, and with a capture, the dark night and the stinging were suddenly grabbed by a strong force, and appeared in front of Bai Qing through the light curtain.

"How dare you two run away without permission and make trouble in hell?"

The gloomy and cold glance of the night is picturesque and sorrowful, and the gloomy smile is dark:

"Lord Bai Qing, you are not bad, you let go of the great wizard and the poet girl without the permission of the master, I am afraid that I don't have to be less charged."

He stared at Hou Xuan for a long time, his eyes flickering, and a vicious light crossed his eyes.

"Okay, don't say something useless, Bai Qing, I don't care about them, I'll just take them away." The poetic consciousness reverberated coldly in everyone's minds.

Yu Ye and Biao Xuan's faces changed suddenly, and his eyes flashed, and he grabbed the mana that was sealed, and said sharply:

"It's picturesque, if you don't take us away, you don't want to take us away."

A hint of a sinister smile flashed in the eyes of the dark night, looking at Bai Qing, and sneered:

"Lord Bai Qing, please help me a lot, put two of us too, it's better to add two of us."

Bai Qing frowned, and a murderous intent suddenly rose in his heart, these two eye-catching guys are not enough to succeed, and it is useless to keep them.

"Lord Bai Qing, before you start trying to kill the two of us, you have to consider whether you have enough time, the master is coming back soon." He pinched his cool opening.

Bai Qing's eyes froze, his expression was very ugly, and when he saw this, he frowned unconsciously, and then his consciousness sounded:

"It's okay to take you away, but out of hell, you and I will go our separate ways." Shiruhua didn't want to waste any more time, in case the shadows came back, she really couldn't leave.

Bai Qing glanced at the picturesque poem, nodded, raised his hand, and a ray of light shot towards the steps that spread up, and suddenly, breaking through the black fog that filled the steps, parting, revealing the clearly visible steps, the poetry was picturesque, glanced at the sting, and said mockingly:

"If you don't let people go, you will not be of much use except for blackmailing your own people." Dragged through the coffin, the poetic picture walked up the steps, step by step, under the soles of the feet, swept by the cold and cold black fog, like walking on the edge of a cliff, frightened.

After the night and the sting, they also became cautious, for fear that they would accidentally roll down, and the bottom of the steps was a bottomless black abyss, and if they could not die, they would be crippled.

Everyone didn't know how long they had been walking, but they were so cold that their calves trembled slightly, and the cold air hit people, making people exude cold air from the inside of their bodies.

"Poet girl, after leaving hell, I plan to go to the underworld to find the Sea Emperor, I don't know where you are going?" He didn't want Yang Xuanqi to know his whereabouts, his mana was sealed, and he had no ability to protect himself for the time being, so he could only rely on the picturesque poetry.

As if seeing through what he was thinking, he smiled picturesquely, and quickly glanced at the dark night and the flutter that followed a few steps away, and conveyed it with his consciousness:

"You stay with me for the time being, and when you find Heli Yu or Sea Emperor Xuanya, let them help you recover your mana."

Hou Yan sighed, shook his head, and sighed consciously:

"The taboo sealed on me can only be solved by the scorching yin, or the lord of the underworld, this taboo belongs to the law seal of the underworld, you and I are both people in the yang world, and we can't solve it at all."

"It's okay, take it one step at a time, let's see." After Shiruhua finished speaking, she looked up and looked up, but there was still darkness in sight, frowning slightly, this road to hell was too long, so long that she forgot the passage of time.

After a long time, when Shiruhua looked up, a bright light finally came down, Shituhua was overjoyed, quickened her pace, and when she penetrated a layer of black fog, she realized that she had left hell.

A few people also pierced through the black fog and looked around, the underworld was different from hell, there was a light shining on it, this empty place, there were countless souls, men and women, old and young, all numb floating, wanderers, seeing the appearance of poetic and picturesque people, just a little glance, then looked away, wandering away.

The poetry is picturesque and strange, she is sprinkled with 'extinguishing liquid', and the ghosts can't feel the popularity in her, but why can't the ghosts detect their popularity when the night and the are dead?

"It's picturesque, just as we said between us, let's separate here." Yu Ye opened his mouth coldly, and Shi Ruhua wished that they would leave, so he nodded indifferently, and his body flickered in front of Hou Xuan, staring at Yu Xuan, and seeing that his plan had failed, he snorted a few times with hatred, turned around and left here with Yu Ye.

Seeing them disappear into the distance, Shiruhua asked with consciousness:

"Hou Zhen, I sprinkled 'extinguishing liquid' on my body, these ghosts can't smell the popularity, so what have you sprinkled, why can't they seem to smell the breath on your body."

Hou smiled, and a gentle smile appeared in his hazy eyes:

"I am a merman, the breath of the merman is different from that of humans, and because he lives in the dark seabed all the year round, he is similar to a ghost in terms of breath, and the dark night, he is a person from the hidden capital, and the extreme yin qi on his body is probably deeper and heavier than that of ghosts."

"Oh, I see!" Shiru nodded picturesquely, looked up into the distance, and found that although all the ghosts were wandering, they all had one direction, although chaotic but all lined up, slowly moving forward, with no end in sight, and no end in sight.

"Hou Zhen, we've passed through here, see where these ghosts go?"

There is no controversy, so he followed Shiruhua into the group of ghosts, he was very surprised to look at Shiruhua, little her, she was not afraid of these hideous ghosts, that pale face, different deaths, black eyes, and eyes with blood and sludge outward, these can make ordinary people abnormal, and Shiruhua as if she didn't see it, squeezed away the ghosts, and kept walking forward, some ghosts saw her so arrogant, so they bared their faces and gritted their teeth to Shiruhua, and she waved her palm, Suddenly, the other party's whole body seemed to be electrified, trembling, convulsions, other ghosts saw this, all far away from the picturesque, looking at her eyes were also full of fear and panic, for a while, her surroundings were empty, it was much easier to walk, the picturesque nodded with satisfaction, and pulled the Hou Hou step into the distance.

According to legend, there is a road called Huangquan Road, there is a river called Lechuan River, there is a bridge on the river called Nai He Bridge, there is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after walking through Nai He Bridge, there is an old woman selling Meng Po soup on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is a stone called Sansheng Stone next to Lethe River, Meng Po Soup makes you forget everything, Sansheng Stone records your past and present life, walk across the Nai He Bridge, look at the world for the last time in Wangxiangtai, and then let you drink Lethe River water, forget all the rights and wrongs in the world.

There is no day and night in the underworld, only the darkness of the day and the glimmer of light, I don't know the years, it is long, and it makes people forget what the end of life is?

Dressed in a black robe, the thick black hair is silky and scattered behind his back, every ghost can clearly smell the smell of people on his body, but no ghost dares to approach him within five steps, the solemn breath, cold eyes, expressionless look, all make people retreat, he, just like this, silently stood next to the Sansheng Stone, no one knows how long he stood there, the ghosts who stepped across the Nai He Bridge changed batch after batch, walked batch after batch, he remained the same, still standing silently beside the Sansheng Stone, maintaining his usual indifference.

Meng Po, who was standing on the edge of the Wangxiang platform, was covered by the black mist, only her upper body was exposed, her head was still covered by a hat, she was holding a bowl of Wang Po soup, and she glanced at the black-clothed man in the distance, and sighed helplessly and deeply.

The bull-headed horse face drove away the ghosts, and glanced sideways at the black-clothed man standing next to the Sansheng Stone, they received an order from the lord of the mansion, not to drive him away, not to disturb him, no ghost is allowed to approach him, he is not allowed to stop what he wants, this order is very strange, but, the bull-headed horse face still obeys, although they are full of curiosity, however, everything unusual tells them that this person is still not to provoke.

A white shadow appeared by the Lechuan River, the dark hair was tied behind his back, his smiling eyes were dyed with a touch of laziness at the moment, he stood quietly by the river with his hands behind his back, his appearance frightened all the ghosts, and he was afraid of him when he went to the bridge on the bridge, full of fear of him, the bull head and the horse face and Meng Po bowed slightly when they saw this person appear, the white shadow waved his hand, signaling that they didn't have to pay attention to themselves, he walked to the side of the man in black, and said lightly:

"Heliyu, you've been standing for days!"

This man in black turned out to be He Liyu, only to see that he just glanced sideways at the white shadow slightly, and then turned his head to look at Sanshengshi, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Hell of the Underworld, I didn't expect you to be the lord of the underworld, why did you appear in the world in the first place?"

"My appearance did not stop the development of things, He Liyu, the Sansheng Stone is engraved with everyone's past and present lives, what you want to see, is it you, or is there someone else?"

"Look at me, or not me, Hell, tell me, why, is there a picturesque name on this three-life stone?" A drop of blood slipped down, the light of the Sansheng Stone flickered, and the picturesque name appeared, accompanied by an unfamiliar name, Demon Jie, who is this? He Liyun frowned, he must be a crucial figure who can appear with the picturesque, why is he not impressed? Or, is he missing something? Xuan Xuan once said that he forgot everything, forgot the past, could it be that he really had a past life, but why didn't he have any impression at all? Why?

Xuan Xuan knew what happened a thousand years ago, and the sea emperor knew what happened a thousand years ago, and almost everyone knew why, he didn't know, he wanted the answer, but he was told by the old lady that it wasn't time yet, so. What time is it! A cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and He Liyu dripped another drop of blood, the light of the Sansheng Stone flashed again, and the picturesque name appeared again, and what appeared with her was the three words He Liyu, his name, all things revealed inexplicable weirdness, he had never been to the underworld, but there was his name on the Sansheng Stone in the underworld