The light of the mermaid oil is still faintly on, bringing a ray of light to the dark hall, but it can't drive away the cold of the entire hall at all.

Standing in the center of the hall, looking at the silent and empty hall, Netherworld sighed deeply:

"He Liyu, this is the hidden capital, every day in the dark, I can't see the sun, and I am not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the world, this time, if it weren't for the reckless behavior of the dark night, I would definitely not ask about the affairs of the underworld."

Yu Yin said lightly, his voice sounded particularly desolate and desolate, He Liyu stared at him quietly, his originally indifferent eyes swept a trace of murderous intent, and his voice was as cold as ice:

"Nether, although you are my friend, the night must die!" The purpose of the night is to be picturesque, which he will never allow, even if he doesn't succeed in the end, he can't do it, he wants to eradicate this hidden danger, even if the other party is the younger brother of his friend.

The Netherworld's expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly:

"Heliyu, even if you don't kill him, I, the king of the hidden capital, will clean up the portal." The consciousness is obvious, if you kill him, as a brother, I will not stop him, if you don't kill him, as the king of the hidden capital, I will also kill him.

He Liyu nodded, then looked at the picturesque poem, and said softly:

"Picturesque, I'll send you back to the capital first."

"What about you? Are you going to Qingcheng? Shiruhua grabbed his sleeve and asked eagerly.

He Liyu nodded, trying to persuade her to follow, but Shi Ruhua's expression was cold, she put down her tight sleeve, and said lightly:

"Okay, you send me back, and after that, where I go is not up to you."

He Liyu smiled bitterly, pulled her into his arms, and his keen mind couldn't guess her thoughts, so he said in a deep voice:

"It's okay to come with me, everything will listen to me when the time comes, you know?"

Shiruhua suddenly became happy, hugged him tightly, nodded eagerly, as long as she didn't leave him, no matter how dangerous the front was, she would accompany him to break through.

Seeing that He Liyu agreed to follow Shi Ruhua, he was a little disapproving, and wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw Shi Ruhua's sweeping gaze, with coldness and warning, he remained silent again.

At dusk, the afterglow of the slanting sun shines back on the mountains and waters, intertwined into a fluttering picture, magnificent, under the twilight, the lake is shrouded in a light smoke, the shadow of the boat is faint, and the fishing song is ethereal.

At this moment, the picturesque standing on the bow of the boat and enjoying the night scenery of Qingcheng quietly in the twilight, by the lake, the singing and shadowing, the shadows are sufficient, a flyover communicates both sides, stepping on the twilight, many men and women meet here.

While admiring the poetry and picturesqueness, he secretly pondered, wondering how the two of them found the whereabouts of the dark night? It has been two days since they came to Qingcheng, and there was no problem with the children born on the ten Halloween in these two days, and the Yin soldiers did not appear again, as if none of these existed, the more this is the case, the more Shiruxiang feels uneasy, especially tomorrow is Halloween, this forbidden festival makes Shiruhua feel frightened from the bottom of her heart, some panic, some want to escape something, but thinking that He Liyu is by her side, it seems to have some more strength, so that she is no longer afraid and panicked.

A leaf boat slowly floated from the side, this boat is very large and wide and luxurious, the head of the boat is the head of the dragon, raising the head majestic, very mighty, and around the boat are standing a color of guards, there is an attic in the boat, the attic floor, a man in a white robe sits opposite, surrounded by a few charming and gentle women like water, his eyes did not fall on these charming women, but, with a faint smile quietly staring at the opposite side of the picturesque standing in the wind, a red robe unfolds with the wind, Inky black hair flutters in the wind, creating a particularly dazzling sight.

The man's face looked a little hazy in the blue smoke, but his eyes contained a thick smile.

The white-robed man seemed to say something to the butler standing beside him, and the butler was momentarily surprised, and quickly returned to normal, went out of the attic, stood on the edge of the boat, and shouted to the picturesque side, his shout pierced the silent twilight, and made the people on the boat around him look back.

"Girl, my son-in-law is invited!"

Hearing the sound, the poetry looked sideways, and the big watery eyes seemed to be covered by the twilight, looking hazy, as if covered by a veil, and the waves under the eyes could not be seen clearly.

The housekeeper beckoned to this side, poetic and picturesque, it turned out that he was talking to himself, his eyes turned and saw the white shadow in the attic, and his heart moved slightly, but thinking that the white-robed man was a mage could not indulge in wine, he put his mind at ease and no longer cared about who he was and what did he have to do with her, and the purpose of her still waiting here was to wait for He Liyu to come back.

The housekeeper was unmoved by the picturesque, slightly surprised, a little surprised, in his impression it seems that few women can refuse the invitation of their son-in-law, what is the origin of the woman on the other side, he categorically refused the invitation of the son, it is rare, he turned back to the attic to report to the white-robed man, the white-robed man just raised his eyebrows slightly, a trace of interest flashed in his smiling eyes, reached out and hugged the woman beside him, a chuckle, his fingers raised the woman's charming and beautiful face, and the voice was very gentle and asked:

"If you were invited to visit the Prince's Mansion, would you be willing?"

"Childe, of course the slave family is willing, but I can't ask for it." The woman laughed and lay down in the man's arms, peeked over, and saw the jealous eyes of her sisters, and felt even more proud, after all, among the many sisters, such a handsome and wealthy son only invited her to the mansion, which shows that he treats her differently.

The white-robed man didn't know what she was thinking, but he still hugged her, looking at the picturesque opposite, and his lips crossed an arc of interest.

"Butler, pull over the boat!" The white-robed man ordered with a smile.

The housekeeper was surprised and ordered someone to slowly lean the boat over, and the picturesque man who was looking at the lake felt that there was a behemoth on his side, and when he looked sideways, he saw that it was the boat of the man in the white robe, and his eyebrows were pressed down, and he was a little displeased.

The boatman glanced at the boat that had already leaned over and even blocked the direction, looked at Shiruxiang in embarrassment, hesitated for a long time before saying to Shiruxiang in a pleading tone:

"Girl, they're already here, you see, this"

Shiruhua turned around and looked coldly at the rowing boat that was already next to his boat, looking a little displeased.

The white-robed man got up, pushed away the charming woman who was already hanging on his body, started, came to the edge of the boat, put his hands behind his back, looked at the picturesque picture on the boat with a condescending smile, opened his thin lips lightly, and spoke with a thick smile:

"Girl, if you don't come, my son will come over, for the sake of getting together, it doesn't matter what your identity is."

After hearing this, the housekeeper who had been standing behind him lowered his head trembled, how could the son attach so much importance to folk women, this is a bit too much.

"I don't seem to know you!" The cold consciousness sounded in the white-robed man's mind, but it made the white-robed man lose his mind for a moment, he didn't expect such a beautiful woman to be mute, but the identity of the person who can use consciousness to transmit the voice must not be simple, and in the face of such a battle of herself, she is fearless, cold and right, but it makes people look up to her.

"In the Lower Hell, dare to ask the girl's surname?" Hell asked, still smiling.

Shiru raised the thrush tip, strange about the strangeness of the name, but didn't think much about it, so he used his consciousness to transmit:

"Picturesque!"

The people around him could only hear the self-talk of one person in the Hell, and did not see the picturesque speech, so they stared at him in surprise, thinking that there was something wrong with him and whispering around, so that the butler who had been silent behind him could not stand it, raised his head, swept over with a cold gaze, made everyone change color, and hurriedly commanded the boatman to leave here, and suddenly, the surroundings were empty, and only the boats and picturesque boats of the Hellworld were left floating in the lake.

Shiruhua didn't want to talk to him anymore, raised her eyes to look at the shore, and saw the figure of Heli in the distance, staring quietly here, a smile appeared on Shiruhua's lips, and she didn't pay attention to the hell, and waved her hand to make the boatman turn around and dock.

The boatman hurriedly turned around and slowly leaned towards the shore, this time, the hell was not blocked, his smiling eyes fell to the shore, the figure shuttled, he saw the black shadow alone, the coldness appeared in his eyes, returned to the attic and sat down, looked at the charming woman next to him and smiled gently, hugged them, closed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

Shiru painted ashore, passed directly through the crowd and walked to He Liyu's side, grabbed his sleeve, glanced around a few times, and asked in confusion:

"Heliyu, why don't you see the Netherworld?"

He Liyu glanced at the boat in the lake with cold eyes, turned around and left here with Shiruxiang in his arms.

"He found out about the whereabouts of the night, and went to follow him, I was afraid that you would make a mistake, so he came back." He didn't ask who the white-robed man was just now, looking from afar, he sensed the difference in the man, and he was afraid that the poetry would be lost, so he didn't go over.

"So where are we going now?"

"Go back to the inn first, a little later, and wait for the Netherworld to come back."

Poetically nodded obediently, and returned to the inn with He Liyun, and just sat at the head of the bed, He Liyu said:

"Picturesque, you wait for me at the inn obediently, I'm going to the official mansion."

"What are you going to do at the government?" Shiruhua stood up, raised her head, and asked in confusion.

Looking at her delicate appearance, the ripples flowing under her eyes, He Liyu's heart fluttered, he lowered his head and kissed her, and a smile appeared in his indifferent eyes:

"Don't worry, I'm just going to ask about that mage."

"Heliyu, it's better for me to go, I'm familiar with it last time."

He Liyu shook his head, last time he was forced to let her go alone, and this time, he said that he would not let her go out alone.

"Wait for me at the inn obediently, obedient!" Seeing that He Liyu's tone was firm, Shiruxiang pondered for a moment and nodded.

He Liyun bowed his head and kissed her, tossing and turning for a moment, then turned around and left the inn.

Fingers caressed his lips, there was still a lingering breath of Heli, cold and with a hint of warmth, a picturesque smile, came to the window, leaned on the window lattice, looking at the twilight of the sunset, the crowds on the street have gradually thinned, and the wide street has fallen silent when the sun cannot be seen.

Suddenly, the poetic eyes were slightly condensed, and in the darkness across the street, several black shadows swept through the air, and the speed was extremely fast, as if a wisp of green smoke disappeared in an instant.

Shi Ruhua flew up and ran out of the inn and followed directly, the black shadow was fast, the speed of Shiruhua was faster, and in the blink of an eye, he saw several black shadows falling into the courtyard of one of the houses, Shi Ruhua was a little surprised, this family happened to be one of the ten.

Poetry and painting quietly fell into the courtyard, hidden in the dark, this family is an ordinary people, the building is not complicated, those few figures directly broke into the rest of the room, suddenly there were exclamations and screams, accompanied by a low scream, poetry was frightened, swept over there, rushed into the wing, and saw a person lying on the ground, blood gurgling out of the chest, and those black shadows pounced on the woman, and the other directly pounced on the six-year-old boy sleeping in the kang.

The little boy was frightened and was directly hugged by several black shadows, Shiruhua was furious, slapped it with a palm, in the woman's frightened call, the black shadow was instantly photographed by Shiruhua, a wisp of black smoke rose out of the air, and in an instant, only one piece of clothing fell to the ground, and at the same time, several black shadows holding the little boy disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shiruhua was surprised, these black shadows were not human, either human or people from the underworld, the purpose of their coming out was to take away the child born on Halloween, thinking of this, Shiruhua's expression changed greatly and turned around and was about to leave but was grabbed by the woman by the clothes, and the woman cried:

"Girl, please, save my child, save my child" Shiruhua was helpless, knowing that there were some things that could not be explained to her, and she was in a hurry to leave and nodded out of the room.

When the woman saw that the child had been taken away and that her husband was not aware of his life or death, she lay on her husband and wailed.

Poetry is picturesque like a puff of green smoke swept towards several other families, I didn't expect the result to be the same, all the adults in the family were killed, the children were nowhere to be found, looking at these tragic situations in front of them, poetry was picturesque, and her little body trembled a little, the people of the underworld were too rampant, too hateful, they shouldn't have interfered in the affairs of the world, they actually killed the people in the world openly, damn it!

The silent night was dyed with a touch of blood, and the strong bloody breath slowly emanated into the air, wisps and wisps, floating.

Shiruhua flew away from here, stepping on the moonlight when he was about to return to the inn, a white shadow appeared in front of him and stood quietly in the air, the white robe flew out, the handsome eyes hidden in the moonlight looked misty, the smile on his face was hidden in the night darkness, only that white looked like a wisp of white smoke in the night, he quietly stared at Shiru, and laughed softly:

"Poetic girl, what a coincidence!"

Poetic and vigilant staring at him, sooner or later, but at this time, his appearance was too coincidental.

"It's not a coincidence, I think, you are waiting for me on purpose!" The cold consciousness made the hell raise his eyebrows slightly, and still said with a smile:

"The girl is so smart, the beautiful little woman shouldn't deal with such a bloody thing, go to my mansion and have a good time with my son, how about it?" The body of the prison flickered and fell in front of the poem