The blood moon was half full, and Zhou Xiaoyu was shocked and screamed.

Ye Luo was slightly stunned, his eyes were hot, but his nose was a little sour.

Heaven and earth have changed dramatically, and it has been ten months.

Once in the pharmacy, the seventeen-year-old gossip girl Zhou Xiaoyu, in front of the ancient courtyard, is still bright eyebrows and bright teeth, slim, the immaturity on her face has not completely faded, and there is already a powerful aura on her youthful and energetic body.

Ten months, Zhou Xiaoyu, Chu Xiaohuan, Yang Ying, these three girls who were supposed to be in high school and junior high school, what did they experience?

Ye Luo looked at Zhou Xiaoyu screaming, shocked, and stunned.

Then, the people stationed around the courtyard of the underground palace in the Loulan Holy Land, with this scream, the figure shook, and several powerful auras suddenly came out, and then, Ye Luo saw two other familiar figures.

Chu Xiaohuan and Yang Ying.

Ten months, life and death, great changes, cruelty, and the indifference of the whole world, Ye Luo originally thought that his heart was as strong as iron, until he saw these three figures again, and finally found a touch of warmth in the whole increasingly indifferent world.

Blood moon, starry sky, Ye Luo stands.

"Xiao, Xiaohuan, you, look, Uncle Ye's soul is back!" Zhou Xiaoyu pointed at Ye Luo and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shocked and incredible.

Chu Xiaohuan has walked out, she hasn't seen her for ten months, she is still the same as before, and there is still rebellion and greenness in her eyes, but the aura fluctuation on her body is at least the eighth layer of qi training.

Yang Ying followed closely behind Chu Xiaohuan, she had always been timid, and she was inseparable from Chu Xiaohuan, but she was also stunned at this time, her two watery eyes were wide open, and then she rubbed her eyes vigorously.

"Ye, Ye Luo, is your soul really back?" Chu Xiaohuan directly called Ye Luo's name as always, his body trembled, and then asked, "Why did you come back?" Do people really have souls? ”

"Uncle Ye, go back, are you doing well in the underworld?" Yang Ying looked at Ye Luo, tears dripping from her watery eyes.

Ye Luo's nose was a little sour, he took a step forward, rubbed his nose, and tried his best to maintain a smile that he thought was bright, his heart moved, and he said: "It's a good time, I just kowtowed to Lord Yama two days ago, and the days are okay, no, I'm coming back to see you?" ”

The other disciples who rushed over from the Loulan Holy Land saw this scene with shocked and suspicious eyes.

Even next to the Loulan Holy Land, the mysterious monk of the Hanging Temple has people looking here.

"Woooooooooooo Uncle Ye, are you going to be reincarnated before you come back to see us? Yang Ying cried, her eyes red.

"Reincarnation?" Ye Luo was slightly stunned, did Yang Ying really believe this kid? Ye Luo rubbed his sour nose again, and said: "No, Meng Po's daughter has been chasing me in the past few days, and Meng Po means that I will marry her daughter and live in the underworld forever in the future." ”

"Ahh Uncle Ye, are you going to marry a daughter-in-law? Yang Ying wiped her tears, and I looked at Ye Luo with pity.

"Full of nonsense!"

At this moment, in the Loulan Holy Land, a beautiful girl who looked to be in her twenties and had a haughty aura on her body suddenly took a step forward, and the aura on her body burst out, directly pressing on Ye Luo, and opened her mouth to reprimand.

"Senior Sister Qiao, you, how can you talk to my Uncle Ye's soul like this!" Yang Ying, who has always been timid, suddenly took a step at this moment and stopped in front of the girl.

Chu Xiaohuan also took a step forward and blocked in front of the girl, but Chu Xiaohuan's red eyes kept looking at Ye Luo, and between sadness and shock, there was also a touch of doubt.

"He's not a ghost at all, he's a living person!" The girl with an arrogant aura and an incomparably powerful aura spoke again, and then said, "Who are you, pretending to be a ghost in front of our Loulan Holy Land?" ”

Living?

Chu Xiaohuan, Yang Ying, and Zhou Xiaoyu, as well as the dozen or so disciples who came out of the Loulan Holy Land, all looked at Ye Luo in an instant.

"Ahem, what's that, this can indeed be alive, isn't this dead?" Ye Luo rubbed his nose again, and then said, "It's better to be alive." ”

Ye Luo spoke, Chu Xiaohuan, Yang Ying and Zhou Xiaoyu finally sobered up and clearly learned that the person in front of him was Ye Luo, and Ye Luo was not dead!

The three of them rushed up and hugged Ye Luo tightly, Ye Luo's nose was sour again, and he said: "It's so big, why are you still crying like when you were a child?" ”

Long.

Ye Luo, surrounded by the three of them, found the stone table and chair under the tree, and chatted with tears and laughter.

Ye Luo learned from the conversation with Chu Xiaohuan and the three of them that in order to prevent some scheming people from entering the underground palace, as well as the division of the courtyard area above the underground palace by the major forces, the major forces occupied an area according to the size of the forces.

However, many powerful forces with profound backgrounds, while experiencing this terrifying crisis, also provided a chance for the younger generation of genius disciples to experience and train.

Now, most of the monks guarding the surroundings of the dungeon are young geniuses from the major forces, and at the same time, each of the big forces has also sent one or two big people to sit in charge, just in case.

In this area, the Loulan Holy Land sent thirteen disciples of the younger generation this time, most of whom were female disciples, and at the same time, there were two big names in charge.

However, these disciples and big names are just the tip of the iceberg of the truly ancient and mysterious forces of the Loulan Holy Land.

At the same time, Ye Luo also learned that in the Loulan Holy Land, the younger generation, the most mysterious and powerful person, is the Loulan Holy Maiden, this woman's strength is extremely terrifying, rarely appears, even the three of them, ten months after entering the door, have never seen it.

Ye Luo asked about the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, but Chu Xiaohuan and the three of them all shook their heads, and they didn't even know much news.

However, the beads on Ye Luo's neck became hotter and hotter after Ye Luo approached this courtyard, and among the beads, the desire for nothingness became more and more intense, and the ancient, mysterious, and terrifying image of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin resurfaced in Ye Luo's mind again.

The more than ten disciples of the Loulan Holy Land who were guarding the area of the underground palace also completely determined Ye Luo's identity and did not stop him.

However, the arrogant and beautiful girl who spoke before said lightly: "It's just a waste, what's there to be excited about, it's just a burdensome, hum, despicable person." ”

"Senior Sister Qiao, Chu Xiaohuan, Zhou Xiaoyu and Yang Ying, the three of them, relying on the favor of Master Yu Ji, have never taken you seriously, hum, it's just three girls who were once low, Senior Sister, now that Master Yu is not here, do you want to take the opportunity to teach the three of them a lesson?" A female disciple spoke in a low voice.

"Humph! Now is not the time, the disciples of the major forces are here, and they will give people a handle when they do it here. The haughty girl's tone was cold.

"Hehe, senior sister, maybe, we can do something with the waste of the three of them, Uncle Ye, it's just an astral waste." The female disciple seemed to have a deep hostility towards Chu Xiaohuan and the others.

Then, the female disciple spoke again: "Senior sister, Director Zhao's son, hasn't Gongzi Zhao Gang been pursuing you recently?" Maybe you can let the powerful Young Master Zhao Gang take action, and with the strength of Young Master Zhao Gang, teach them a lesson, isn't it like crushing ants? ”