In the corner of Kurosawa Hall, Kuroki Yuntian stood in front of the mirror, silently reciting something in his mouth, and then with a wave of his hand, a woman appeared in the mirror, her face was blurred, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

"I don't know why your Excellency is urgently calling your subordinates?" The woman's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of panic, as if she was very surprised by Kuroki Yuntian's sudden summons.

Kuroki Yuntian's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to the woman: "Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers for a while, this seat wants to give you a great opportunity to make meritorious contributions!" ”

"What does Your Excellency want your subordinates to do?"

"It's very simple, reveal what happened to Shigeru in the underworld. Remember to be in a measured manner, don't reveal your identity, and don't hurt Shigeru. ”

The woman didn't respond immediately, as if she was shocked by what happened to Shigeru in the underworld. Then he immediately came back to his senses, and disappeared from the mirror in a deep voice.

Kuroki Yuntian stood motionless in front of the empty mirror, he seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to observe himself in the mirror.

Zhushui walked in with a tea cup, "Your Excellency, please use tea." Her expression was respectful, and she didn't dare to look up at Kuroki Yuntian.

She offered the green tea bowl with both hands, but when she retreated, she was pulled by Kuroki Yuntian. His palms were warm, but his body unconsciously exuded a chilling momentum.

"Honor, what else is the matter?" The tongue of the water was a little disobedient, and this cold-faced Demon Venerable rarely spoke to her, let alone pulled her so recklessly as today.

Kuroki Yuntian turned around and looked at Zhushui's restless face, and finally sighed and asked, "Do you want to know Nan Wunian's whereabouts?" ”

The body of the water trembled slightly, falling? Isn't he dead? A great joy turned into a trickle of instant through her limbs, and she felt as if she had come to life. Her spirit was suddenly shocked, and she knelt in front of the Demon Venerable with her skirt lifted. She opened her mouth to ask something, but she didn't know where to start.

Kuroki looked at her and couldn't help but smile: "What a stupid woman, I heard that you are just a substitute for Ageru." He paused, with a malicious banter in his eyes, and leaned over to her, "Don't you hate him?" ”

Chasing water was said by him to the sore spot, the hands hanging on both sides tightly grasped the dress, and after a while, it suddenly loosened, and his voice carried a kind of relieved relief and relief, "I don't hate, when I watch him disappear alive in front of my eyes, I don't hate." I only hate myself now, why should I force him, if I don't do this, Master may not die. Her voice was still choked, her shoulders trembled slightly, and tears streamed down her beautiful cheeks.

"Crying for what?!" Kuroki Yuntian impatiently watched the tears of the crying man, and his heart became inexplicably irritable, he was really powerless against the crying of women.

Hearing this, the Demon Venerable seemed to be very unhappy, and immediately silenced, leaving only a small sob.

"Nan Wunian is not dead. Hehe, that's ridiculous! Kuroki Yuntian suddenly felt extremely ironic, he suddenly pulled up the collar of the chasing water, pulled her in front of him, stared at her crying face viciously, and said coldly: "You women, you can do anything for a man, even betray your master, but what about those men? They never appreciate it, is it worth it? Hahaha! Is it worth it? ”

He burst out laughing maniacally, and he shoved the water to the ground, his eyes furious as if he were about to tear everything to shreds.

"Get out! Get out of here! His roar resounded throughout the Kurosawa Temple, and when he saw that he had angered him, he turned pale with fright, and ran away.

After a long time, Kuroki Yuntian's pupils, which were red due to uncontrollable emotions, gradually returned to gold, and he gasped slightly, thinking about the hesitant appearance of the woman in the mirror just now. faintly said a faint word: "Hidden, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I hope you won't be the second to chase the water, the end of betrayal, you can't afford it!" ”

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With the deepening of Ah Mao and Chang Ya, the south street of Xudu has gradually become "lively". But this kind of excitement is not what Mao wants to see, more and more new ghosts in the underworld pass by her, she doesn't dare to speak, for fear of revealing her anger and being entangled by these terrible ghosts.

The appearance of the new ghosts in the underworld is almost unbearable, some have broken heads, some have hanging ropes around their necks, some spit blood, and some have blood holes on their bodies, Chang Ya is familiar with all of them, and walks very calmly, he doesn't talk to Ah Mao, just holds her hand. Chang Ya could feel that Mao's palms were sweating, and she seemed to be very afraid of this place.

Don't be afraid, these ghosts are not like this, they just have their souls not yet dispersed, most people retain the memories of the moment before they died, it is the memories that make them become like this, when their souls are gone, and the memories no longer exist, they will be normal like other ghosts.

Chang Ya used immortal magic to listen to Ah Mao, and sure enough, he saw that the fear on Ah Mao's face was reduced a lot.

They walked for another half an hour, and finally found that the new ghost people were gradually becoming scarce, Chang Ya looked around strangely, and found that the fog in this place was thick, and the air was faintly mixed with a faint smell of iron.

It's blood mist! Chang Ya's heart froze, his cuffs tightened, only to find that Ah Mao had squatted aside alone and retched.

"What's wrong with you?" Chang Ya patted Mao on the back worriedly.

"The taste of this place...... Vomit...... It's unbearable! Vomit...... You forget, my sense of smell is more sensitive than yours. After reluctantly saying this, Shigeru continued to run to the side and vomited wildly.

Chang Ya then thought that it was a great torture and torture for Amao's sensitive sense of smell and taste to come to such a place.

"Shigeru, cheer up!" Chang Ya twisted a trick, sealed Ah Mao's sense of smell and taste, and stepped forward again and asked, "How is it?" Does it still taste? ”

Mao had already vomited and collapsed, and she turned her head a little out of strength and said, "Well, it seems to be much better." ”

"Then let's go, since there is such a thick blood mist here, then this Lethe River must be nearby!" Chang Ya seemed to be extremely firm in her words, and pulled Ah Mao forward with a step.

Sure enough, the two of them didn't walk long before they found out where Lethe was.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the red Lechuan River flowed freely, and if you removed the color and smell, it was almost no different from ordinary river water.

The shores of Lethe River are full of manju sawa that is as red as blood. These flowers, nourished by the waters of Lethe, look haughty and cold, they do not have a single green leaf to accompany them, and they seem to disdain the green leaves.