"Monk......" Duanmu Kaoru groped his jaw, and something flashed through his mind.

"Bluegrass, can you still remember what that monk looked like?" Silver Eyes looked at the blue grass.

Now, everyone can be said to have no clue about the black hands behind the scenes, and in this completely passive situation, it is very likely to be calculated by traitors.

And the old monk in the blue grass sky, Yintong only felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"I just remember that this monk was very strange at that time, although he had a bald head and a white beard, he didn't look old at all." Bluegrass struggled to remember.

This monk had left a deep impression on her at the beginning, so now that she thinks about it, although the monk's face is blurred, she is unusually clear when she is dressed: "I still remember that he carried a wine gourd around his waist." It's all about alcohol. ”

"His right hand should only have four fingers." Duanmu Kaoru suddenly raised his head and spoke.

"How do you know?!" Mentioning the old monk's fingers, Lan Cao immediately remembered that the old monk's right hand did only have four fingers......

"It was because he drank too much wine, lost money in gambling, and was cut down by the people in the gambling house."

"You've all seen this old monk?" Ziyi looked at Yintong suspiciously, feeling that things seemed to be more complicated.

"Hmm......" While the four of them were talking, the night fire suddenly broke out, opened his eyes, and when he saw the blue grass, he shook his head violently: "I'm dead?" ”

"Well, you're dead." Silver Pupil looked at the night fire and hooked the corners of her lips: "We are all in the Hades Hall now!" ”

"Why are you all dead?" Seeing the silver pupils, Yehuo's eyes widened, and then he saw Ziyi and Duanmu Kaoru again, and couldn't help but be even more stunned: "Are we destined to die together?" ”

Shaking his body, Yehuo realized that he was tied to the chair by Wuhuada, he struggled hard, and shouted, "What are you guys doing here?" I haven't done anything bad in my life, don't let Hades ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Nightfire suddenly tightened his brow.

"Don't let Hades do anything?" Silver Pupil raised her eyebrows, and the folding fan "snapped" and "snapped" regularly tapped the palm.

"Don't make a fuss, Ziyi, there's something wrong with the queen in your palace."

Although the poison on his body has been resolved, the memory in his mind is still clear.

Yehuo clearly remembered the order that Xue Xue gave him: "Duanmu Xun, Ling Ziyi, and their two children, none of them can be let go!" ”

It's just that...... Why the hell did he obey that woman, and why did he suddenly remember nothing......

"What do you mean?" Duanmu Kaoru looked at the night fire, and the expression on his face was very solemn.

The queen in the palace?

Xue Xue?

What does today's events have to do with her?

"Let me go first!" Nightfire struggled with the rope on his body, and Silver Pupil pursed her lips and stepped forward to untie the rope from him.

"I remember, when I left here, wandering aimlessly. Later, I somehow walked to the back hill of a temple...... Then ......" Nightfire struggled to recall the scene after leaving the "Charm Spirit": "Then, I remember that I met an old monk. ”

"Another old monk?!" Ziyi looked at the night fire, and his tone unconsciously increased.