Xiao Mu interrupted Xiang Ze and interjected, "What are you afraid of?" That old guy doesn't have any backing, at most he is suing in the Nine Heavens, Jiu Ye now has no priesthood in the Nine Heavens, he is not under the control of the Emperor of Heaven, besides, how can the Emperor of Heaven have so much time to take care of us scattered immortals and scattered gods? If he is in charge of this trivial matter, then he will be busy, and I will let my friends come out and make a fuss, so that he will not have time to take care of it."

After listening to the words, Xiang Ze woke up like a dream, "Yes, why didn't I think of this, Jiu Ye no longer has a priesthood, and now he is just free and idle, and they deserve it"

Jiu Ye ignored everyone and went straight to the back hall, Xiang Ze and Xiao Mu were still taking care of themselves, and after Tong Yu saw Jiu Ye leaving, he bumped Xiao Mu with his elbow and looked at him, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Looking at the disappearing figure, Xiao Mu sighed, "It took three lives to forget someone, I thought I had forgotten it, but I didn't expect it to come to fruition in the end, not only did I not forget it, but I became more attentive, what can I do?" ”

The only bad thing about Jiu Ye is that he is too dedicated, once he enters his eyes, there is no one else around, he loves Nuhua deep into the bone marrow, and there is no place in his heart for others, just like Yaoxi loves Jiu Ye miserably, but Jiu Ye is unmoved by her love.

"Why don't you secretly give him some more water? Or forget about the water" Xiang Ze said with an idea on the side, he felt that he had to be ruthless with people like Jiuye.

"You've got a good idea, but how do you get him to drink it?"

Tongyu feels that these two people don't look like immortals at all, what are they doing? Giving the two of them a knife, Tongyu turned around and went to the apse, she didn't want to stay with these two people anymore, she didn't like these two people at all.

Tongyu rushed in in a hurry, with a body of anger, Zhiniang didn't know why.

"What's wrong with you? Who provoked you again? Seeing that your face is red with anger, come, take a sip of water first! ”

Tong Yu sat on the stool, took the water handed by Zhiniang, took a small sip, and suddenly slammed the teacup on the table.

"Weaver Niang, do you believe that your sister is not dead? She's alive? Isn't it? That immortal family is plotting how to make Jiu Ye forget his sister, you say it's not angry."

Zhiniang actually doesn't believe that Yanluo is dead, but they have to accept the facts!

"Tongyu, I know you and Yanluo have a good relationship, but didn't you see it with your own eyes? She is dead, the knife that killed Yan Luo is not a mortal thing, it is the Buddha's magic weapon 'Glass Ring Knife', I heard that the knife once killed a demon god, and the soul of the person who was killed was scattered, Yan Luo was afraid that it was..."The latter words, she did not say it, believing that Tong Yu knew what she wanted to say.

When Tongyu heard this, he was emotional.

"You are talking nonsense, sister, she is not dead, she must be waiting for us to find her in some corner, didn't you say that she is your savior? How can you curse your benefactor to death? Weaver Niang, you make me hate like those two immortals, you are bad people, you wish your sister died"

She got up suddenly, slapped her palm on the table, and the long-pent-up anger suddenly erupted like a volcano, and the weaver girl was startled, and immediately did not dare to speak again, and the room was suddenly quiet and could be heard even when the needle fell to the ground.

Weaver Niang didn't expect Tongyu to be so angry, this girl's temper is really... She just raised such a mouth, and she was so angry.

"I'll just say, don't be so angry" Zhiniang persuaded her, she better stabilize this girl first, she is a little afraid of her appearance, besides, she still has injuries on her body, she is angry and hurts her body, don't be old injured is not good, and she is angry with internal injuries, then it is not good.

Anyway, after a long time, she figured it out, she didn't need to argue with her now, she just said whatever she said.

Yanluo's matter is a thorn in Tongyu's heart, and others can't touch or touch it, because it hurts her, she will fight hard with others.

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The night curled up, clinging to the earth, the mountains were black, the field was gloomy, and the night was like a monster with the big mouth of the black hole.

The night sky, the round moon hanging on the canopy, desolate, lonely, resentful.

The inky black night stuck to every corner, so muffled that it seemed to be pressed overhead, and the dark shadows of the trees and houses in the distance did not move, like monsters in formation, and occasionally two or three fireflies floated up and down, like ghosts dancing.

The edge of the canopy was faintly covered with a blood-red mist, hanging in the cold, inky night.

The howling of the wind roared like a beast with its head tilted back at the falling moon, without a trace of the stars, and it drifted and fell among the ruins, crawling like ghostly gasps and greedy laughter.

The clouds in the sky turned into rivers of blood, and the wind swept through the small mountains with sand and dust in an instant, and the nightmare of fragmentation had just begun.

The sky was gloomy and miserable, and the deserted streets were now raising a cold wind, which was sad and cold, like a ghost grinding his teeth and sucking blood next to his ears, which made people shudder, and the crescent moon glowed with a miserable white light, and the sound was bluff, and the darkness seemed to open a huge ghost eye.

The narrow mountain road is winding and terrifying.

The moon was suddenly obscured by the rushing black clouds, and only a faint dark halo shone from behind the thick clouds, and the night was so thick that it was like dark and cold blood flowing from a rotting corpse, winding over the sky and the earth.

The wind swayed high above the treetops, making a huge slow rustling sound, as if a sea of desert-like trees was moving overhead, setting off the quiet night.

The meaning of early winter can be clearly felt in the wind, a little bit suspended in the air, whether it is dew or ice chips, I can't tell, but when it touches the skin, it will stir up a small goosebump.

In the deep mountains and old forests, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The forest was darkly lit, with tall straight trees obscuring most of the moonlight, and only a dappled and sparse light shining through the foliage of the trees.

This makes the forest particularly mysterious and eerie, filled with an erratic mist, but surprisingly quiet, as if all living beings have never set foot here.

The tree seems to be grinning, its swarthy arms open to catch you in the endless darkness, its bloody mouth wide open, as if something unknown would jump out of it at any moment.

In the dark, Nandi stood with his hands in his hands, he was dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a gold silk spider stripe of the same color tied around his waist, his black hair was tied up and fixed with a gilt crown, his slender body was straight and straight, and the whole person was handsome and full of innate nobility, still like the previous life, which made people feel unattainable and low to dust.

The golden crown and jade belt, the brocade robe is inlaid with gorgeous gold edges, the needlework is delicate, and the brocade robe is embroidered with a flying dragon pattern, which is also extremely careful and lifelike.

A figure came wrapped in a gust of wind, and when it landed, it turned into a person.

The women's Luo skirt is fluttering, and a tender green dress is fragrant with the wind, delicate and exquisite.

She held a black box in her hand and bent down to present it to Nandi, looking respectful.

"Master", her voice is as beautiful as a yellow warbler, which is intoxicating

"Have you been discovered?" Nandi's voice sounded over He Xi's head, and he took the box.

"Master rest assured, He Xi is very cautious, and no one has found out" Looking at that box, He Xi was puzzled, what was in this? Why didn't the master let her open it.

"Want to know what's inside?" Nandi suddenly asked, and He Xi was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head.

"He Xi doesn't dare"

Nandi smiled, looked at the box in his hand and said, "It's for your own good not to let you open it, this thing, if you accidentally get it, there will be big trouble in the underworld, this is the fragrance of the living people, that is, the essence of the living"

After listening to Nandi's last words, He Xiyou raised his head and looked at Nandi in shock.

The essence of the living.

The box actually contained the essence of a living person, how could this thing be here? What does the master want them to do, if the Emperor of the Northern Underworld knows about it, then it will be okay, this is a violation of the rules of heaven.

No wonder the master repeatedly explained that she was not allowed to open it, so it was.

"After I leave, you will be the next Nandi" Nandi spoke again.

"Master, this must not be" Nandi's words, each sentence was more shocking than the other, and He Xi almost couldn't stand and knelt down for him.

She heard her right, right? Just now, the master asked her to succeed to the throne, why did this good person let her succeed to the throne?

"I've made up my mind, this stealing the essence of a living person is a big crime, and I don't dare to stay in the underworld, so I'm leaving," Nandi said with a slight joke.

"Master, why do you want to steal the essence of this living person?" He Xi is really puzzled, but he doesn't understand, why did the master do this?

"For her," Nandi said, his finger rubbing the edge of the box, as if thinking about something.

"She? Who is she" He Xi couldn't understand, confused, who was she in the master's mouth?

"You don't understand, can you go back?" After saying that, Nandi turned around and disappeared.

"Master, where are you going?" Watching the people leave, He Xi shouted into the air.

"Nai He Bridge" Nandi's voice came from afar.

Looking at the endless night, He Xi didn't know what to do, did she want to go over and have a look?

The only flower in the underworld is called 'The Other Side', and according to legend, this flower only blooms in the Yellow Spring, and is generally believed to be the flower that only blooms on the side of the Santu River in the underworld and the other side of the Lethe River.

Flowers are as brilliant and bright red as blood, paved with the road to hell, and there are flowers without leaves, it is the only flower in the underworld, the flower fragrance legend has magical power, can evoke the memory of the deceased before his death, in the Huangquan Road a large number of flowers bloom in large quantities, it looks like a carpet paved with blood from a distance, and because it is red like fire and is called the "fire road", it is also the only scenery and color on this long Huangquan Road.

When the soul crosses the Lethe River, it forgets all the things that were in the past, and everything that was once left on the other side, and the deceased steps on the guidance of this flower to lead to the hell of the underworld.

The flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side will never meet, and they will be wrong, and they will not see the leaves when there are flowers, and they will not see the flowers when they have leaves.