Zongling Palace is located in the northeast inland of the underworld, east of the Dongcang Sea, northwest of the realm of the ghost emperor of the northern frontier, thousands of years, has experienced two palace masters, the previous old palace master with a sleek means of doing things, in the six Yin Palaces have a good reputation, and the current palace master's generation of reputation is not as good as before, not to say that the palace master and the Yin Ning prince are misbehaved, obscene and cunning and have a bad reputation, the ghost products of the underworld do not take these irrelevant and harmless little things as the evaluation standard.

What the underworld wants is strength, and it is because there are not many souls in the palace domain of Zongling Palace who are meditating on cultivating the power of demon yin souls, so that Zongling Palace has been suppressed by the northern frontier.

Although the strength is not as good as that of the Northern Frontier, after all, it is the Zongling Palace, one of the three major Yin Palaces in the underworld, and the luxury of the Ghost Mansion is not much worse than that of the Xudu City.

Walking into the bronze gate of the ghost house of Zongling Palace, the first thing you see is the meeting hall in the front yard of Zongling Palace, the corridor connecting the palace gate and the meeting hall and the flower beds around the corridor are surrounded by green mist, yin flowers, all of which are gloomy blue and gray color, and the corridor is full of regular female souls, holding a small pot in their hands are carefully serving the yin flowers inside and outside the corridor.

"How are the yin flowers blooming here, where are they more prosperous than the ghost town of Xudu?" Wu Ki tilted his body and closed his eyes and exhaled, and asked Seventy-two who was looking out of the curtain.

"Shizi, the flower of the yin soul here is slightly weaker than that of the main hall of the ghost city of our Yudu, but whether it is weak or strong, it is just a flower soul in the underworld, if the prince likes flowers, Zhuhua can cultivate a large piece of stunning Manzhu Sawa for you, Zhuhua is the ancestor of a hundred flowers!"

Jiu'er said proudly, with her Jiutian Concubine here, it is not easy to get a flower.

Ghost Shizi smiled playfully, slapped Seventy-two's small forehead, and said disdainfully: "What this Shizi can pay attention to, will it be simple?" Little fool, the yin flower in front of every ghost mansion is the luck of the ghost mansion, don't you see how serious those soul girls are when they water flowers and plant grass? They are using their souls to feed these flowers and plants. ”

No wonder, the first time I came to Jiu'er in the capital city, I wondered why those non-human women in front of the ghost mansion were so careful to plant the gray and dirty yin flowers, it turned out that this thing was so important.

"His Royal Highness, you have already arrived at the door of the main hall of Zongling Palace, you should get off the sedan chair, right?" This is the second time that the master of Zongling Palace has urged His Royal Highness the prince to get off the sedan chair, and the carriage has not gotten off after driving to the door of the house, so it is difficult to still want to sit in the house.

Jiu'er glared at His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and said impatiently: "Okay, no matter how you put on the scene, you have to stop in moderation, the soul power of the Ten Realms of the Master of the Zongling Palace, and the masters in the mansion are gathered, forcing people not to dick you as a son, what should I do if I see you?" ”

"Okay, listen to the little seventy-two, stop in moderation, brake one, get off."

Onishiko shouted to the car behind.

Finally, this little ancestor was about to get out of the car, the Zongling Palace Master's gums were creaking, and he had to squeeze a smile on his face, this kind of expression is not something that humans can do, it is really embarrassing for this old man.

Jiu'er was the first to get out of the car, she Ren Xi respected the old man, and when she saw the master of the Zongling Palace who was bullied by Yu Wuji, Jiu'er felt that the old man was so pitiful.

Just as he was about to step forward to say hello, Yu Wuji, who got out of the car after him, grabbed Seventy-two and raised his hand with a thin layer of light veil to cover Jiu'er's face.

Yu Wuji took the hand of the seventy-two concubines and walked towards the main hall, and did not forget to turn around and beckon the master of the Zongling Palace to enter the hall: "Uncle Yin, what's the matter, I have to invite you into the hall with my little nephew, don't forget that this is your old territory, don't stand stupidly outside, come in." ”

The Zongling Palace Master over there eased his mind slightly, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: This kid is really handsome, he can give birth to such a wonderful son of the ghost emperor and the old ghost, this child, with a shocking face, a pair of obsidian diamond eyes is still a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, sword eyebrows are flying, the bridge of the nose is high, and a faint domineering spirit between the eyebrows is inadvertently revealed. A pair of bright eyes are intimidating, the lips are ruddy and attractive, and the handsome and dusty temperament has a ruffian charm, the appearance of Chenning, and the appearance of the demon head.

Just looking at his appearance, His Royal Highness the Prince is like a pure ice spring, without a trace of impurities.

can meet his gaze, so cold that with a sharp sword, people don't dare to look at it for a second, and it comes with a supreme domineering!

"Uncle Yin, aren't you coming in yet? Could it be that Zongling Mansion wants to vacate for this son? ”

The ghost who had been seated and shouted outside the hall as he chewed a purple grape.

"Ah, don't worry, nephew, I'll come in, Ning'er? Ning'er..."Just stunned, he actually forgot about the important things, the Zongling Palace Lord turned around and looked back, looking for his son Yin Ning, and the palace master made sure that Yin Ning was intact.

"Daddy, the baby is here!"

Yin Ning had already followed Sha Yi to get off the carriage, but he just watched the old palace master standing outside the hall and did not enter, and the son did not dare to enter the palace before his father.

Yin Ning walked to the palace master's side, the palace master looked up and down to make sure that his son was okay, and glanced back at the people who followed behind him, Sha Bai, Suzaku, Zhuhua and others, and said secretly in his heart: Could it be that the water and soil in northern Xinjiang raise people, how can they all be born with such a good appearance, Ning'er is handsome enough, but I didn't expect to stand in front of these young boys and girls, it seems that Ning'er is a little inferior.

The palace master sat next to the main seat of the sect master, and the palace master was not arrogant to the extreme, Jiu'er thought that he would occupy the main seat of the sect master.

Yu Wuji and Yin Ning are separated from both sides of the Zongling Palace Master, and then down to the two of them, Zhu Hua stands next to the Ghost Bird, and there is a man and a woman standing behind the Palace Master, if they are transferred to the human world, the two of them should be in their right age, but the underworld is different from the human world, and the two of them should be hundreds of years old.

Waiting for the maid to serve tea, the master of the Zongling Palace glanced at Ren Niangniang, who was covered with thin veil, and then looked sideways at the woman behind her, the woman looked ahead, and her eyelashes moved slightly.

The lord of the Yin Palace looked at the prince of the Yin Palace, and said gently: "The nephew of the world has to have a good time when he comes to my Zongling Palace this time, it's not that the uncle is talking big, although the Zongling Palace is only ranked last among the three palaces, but the wonders and strange scenes in the palace domain are not found in the other two palaces, such as the Thousand Sect Valley, where the Yin Qi is so thick that he can't stand up without the Yin Soul Power of the Eight Realms, if he cultivates in the Thousand Sects for a quarter of an hour, it is better than the ten years of cultivation of the virtuous nephew!" Haha..."

"Uncle, isn't that little nephew happy, who in the underworld doesn't know that I have retreated to the Seven Realms soul power because of my excessive indulgence, and the little nephew is not able to achieve it in your Qianzong Valley just to come out of a dog to eat!"

Seeing that the prince was a little angry, the face of the Yin Palace Lord was a lot brighter, Yin Ning had gotten rid of the predicament, the Yin Palace Lord had no handle to hold in the hands of Xuan Wuji, of course the palace master of the dignified Sect Spirit Palace had no scruples, the old ghost of the Xuan Capital couldn't reach here, although he couldn't take this kid's life, where was the ghost mansion waiting for the kid to go to double cultivation, but if he sucked some soul power by the way, he couldn't detect that it was his Zong Ling Palace that made it bad, after all, this kid was lustful, so it was normal to consume soul power.

Since entering the hall, the restless hands of Yu Wuji have not left the concubine beside him, and he has been rubbing his hands constantly, which is very rare This little concubine, looking at the figure, this concubine is indeed beautiful, delicate and soft, proud of the figure, I don't know how it looks, the legend is the first in the underworld, I have to find a way to appreciate this kind of God-given beauty.

The lord of the Yin Palace was silent and bold and delusional, and at the same time peeked at the seventy-two times of the black demon at hand, this is the only master of the Ten Realms in the parade, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the cold eyes that are not fireworks are black and gray, this Xudu David is actually a soul lacking the general yin, in the underworld, the seven points of the yin spirit of a person will generally only turn into a human form, and it is rare for the yin spirit to be scattered into two or more parts, where is the missing yin spirit of this kid? Only half of the Yin Soul can actually cultivate the Ten Realms Master, this is not an ordinary master!

"Is the Lord of the Netherworld speculating about my origin?" He glanced at the Sect Spirit Palace Master and asked lightly.

"No, how could it be? The old man paid little attention to the souls of the non-native realm, and at the age of the old man, he was already unable to manage the affairs of his own territory. "The master of the Zongling Palace said very naturally, picked up the good soul tea that the maid had just served, and tasted it again and again.

"This should be the seventy-second concubine of the world's famous underworld, right?" The Sect Spirit Palace Master finally couldn't help but lead the topic to Jiu'er.

"Palace Master, why didn't you notify Madame of such an important visit?" A delicate voice came from the side door of the main hall, and then a delicate purple figure swayed and floated over, and the wave caused a lot of ripples in the main hall.

The Yin Palace Lord glanced at the woman in purple dotingly, and motioned for her to sit on Yin Ning's seat, the woman in purple took a look at Yin Ning, and the prince of Zong Ling licked his lips, and his eyes dodged and fell on the woman's jade legs.

Jiu'er has been watching the eyebrows of the two here, it turns out that the legend is true, the son and the father's concubine have become what is that, this is also called fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, do it wisely.

"Palace Master, didn't you say you wanted to see the fairy face of this seventy-two concubines?" The young lady shook the palace master's arm with a twist.

Of course, the old palace master couldn't stand the concubine being so coquettish, so he opened his throat and said loudly: "Yes, yes, how about the nephew, let's let Zongling Palace open our eyes, right?" ”

"Uncle smiled, my seventy-two concubines are very twisted, they rarely meet people, they are thin-skinned, and they blush when they see people." Shizi glanced at the coquettish lady coldly, and he didn't know whether it was because of the central matter or because of the world's good-looking skin that Mrs. Mi couldn't accept, the young lady over there was shocked, almost moaned, and quickly lowered her head and pulled her fingers unnaturally.

"Auntie's fingers are so tender! Haha..."Of course, a pervert in the love field saw what was going on over there at a glance, and laughed unbridledly.

Mrs. Mi's face was flushed and she didn't know what to say, she teased her wife, but the lord of the Yin Palace just lowered her head, adjusted her mood in an instant, and continued to look at the seventy-two concubines who were bored and looking around.

"The daughter-in-law of the world, it's not okay for you to be so shy, as the concubine of the ghost prince of the city, you can't be generous in receiving people and things, and this is not worthy of my nephew who has a good face on this day?" This is a clear and sparkling method, but knowing that it is a radical general, Jiu'er still hurt a lot of self-esteem, and even said that she is not worthy of His Royal Highness the Prince, phew!

"Who doesn't deserve him?" Entering the main hall, Jiu'er finally said a word.

"No tutor! Is it something that a woman can interject when a man speaks? If you don't deserve it, you can't deserve it, just make do with it! Shizi pinched Jiu'er's arm.

was so angry that Ren Ji raised his hand and lifted the veil.

The ghost prince pressed his little hand back, Jiu'er was not convinced, and shouted: "You..."

Only halfway through the words, he was banned by Yu Wuji, Jiu'er stared, but he couldn't make a sound, he could only say in his heart: Yu Wuji, you deceive God too much.