The wedding of Ye Eleven and Qianxue Musu was extremely grand, and all the cultivators within a radius of a hundred miles came to congratulate them, and the people in charge of receiving the gifts looked at the long queue of people, all of them smiled and closed their mouths, and at the same time their hearts were full of pride.

After all the etiquette was over, Night Eleven took the golden egg in Zhou Huiying's hand and carried him to the front of the new house.

Looking at the big red letter on the door, Ye Eleven was happy and sad in his heart, this day had finally come, but he was unprepared, even unexpected.

He looked down at the golden egg in his hand, will Qianxue Musu break out of the shell?

But there's one thing that Night Eleven cares about, and that's who was originally in the golden egg?

Where did the black weird substance and the white on the white go?

Did they become the golden eggs?

The golden egg was empty in the first place?

Night Eleven stared at the golden egg in his hand in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Huiying said.

Listening to the voice behind him, Night Eleven turned around and asked, "Wasn't she with you before?"

Zhou Huiying was slightly stunned, and met Ye Eleven's gaze: "I'm not by her side all the time."

Night Eleven stared at Zhou Huiying, only to see the light of the red lantern reflected in her eyes, which looked clear and quiet, and at the same time had a little self-blame and grievances.

Night Eleven said: "It's okay, I'm a little tired."

Zhou Huiying looked at the back of the person who turned around and entered the house with the golden egg, slightly stunned, and a layer of mist surged under her eyes.

Lying on the soft bed, Night Eleven looked at the fiery red tent, a little distracted, all this is so real, but she is not there.

He leaned sideways to soothe the golden egg in his arms, remembering the scene of the first time he met Asaki Musu.

Flipping through the scenes in his mind, he suddenly laughed, at that time he was really a little unafraid.

But now I have something to fear.

It was supposed to be a test game, but I fell into it.

Night Eleven said to himself: "If you weren't you, I'm not me, would we still meet?"

"If one day I leave this world, will we meet again?"

The golden egg shuddered suddenly.

Night Eleven's hand shook slightly.

He stared at the golden egg tightly, his heart beating fast.

But for a while, the golden egg did not react.

Night Eleven felt a little lost in his heart, followed by inexplicable anger, he took the golden egg into his arms and pushed the door open.

Crunch.

The door opened, but in front of him was an old man blindfolded, Elder Bai Yue.

Night Eleven said with some guilt: "White Moon...... Grandfather...... She ......"

Elder Bai Yue's face was solemn, and there was no trace of wine red on his old face.

He was about to speak, but there was silence, he turned away, and walked down the stone steps step by step, his back thin, he was a lonely old man at this time, and his only joy was replaced by silence.

Night Eleven looked at the faltering old man, and his heart was blocked. I'm afraid that he is the one who is most worried about Qianxue Musu in the entire sect, and even he is ashamed of himself, but he has not taken care of the old man's only concern.

Night Eleven's heart burned with anger, and as soon as Mo Yu unfolded, he turned into a streamer and rushed towards the Moon Realm Lake.

On the calm surface of the lake is the reflection of the Moon Realm Mountain, which is lit up with colorful lights and bright red light.

The whole lake was terrifyingly quiet, and Night Eleven stared at the dark water, and a touch of fear arose in his heart.

Then he stomped on the soles of his feet, and the entire lake suddenly boiled, and the surface of the water in the reflection of the lights twisted and waved.

"Come out for me!" Night Eleven shouted.

A golden light shot straight into the middle of the lake from his bosom.

A temple floated up.

Night Eleven landed on the steps and stared at the door in front of him.

This was the first time he had summoned this Demon Clan's mansion like this, and he wanted to go to the underworld.

But in the face of the closed door, he was a little embarrassed and didn't know where to start.

No matter how much he pushed, the door couldn't be pushed open, as if it were locked.

Night Eleven was a golden light, and a punch slammed into the door.

Boom!

A muffled sound echoed across the lake.

After a while, an immortal light flew from the house complex of the Water Moon Sect.

The clam half-fairy looked at Ye Eleven, his brows furrowed slightly, although he was a little reluctant, but Ye Eleven was now his master, this was the choice of the Great Dao, and it was also the choice he made in order to survive.

The clam half-fairy noticed that Ye Eleven was alone in a red suit, and at the same time felt his anger, and instantly understood what was going on.

I have to say that he can go from a demon to a half-immortal, and he is not comparable to ordinary demons in all aspects, and he is far better than ordinary people.

Clam Half-Immortal said: "If the Lord wants to go to the underworld, he can lead out of the Huangquan Road through the Eye of Reincarnation."

Night Eleven flickered slightly, and then his left eye turned into the eye of reincarnation, and he suddenly received a lot of information that he had not been exposed to.

After going through that information, he learned more about the Eye of Samsara.

"Huang Quanxian!" Night Eleven cold drink.

A loess road suddenly appeared in the void that his left eye was staring at, and this road was not unfamiliar, it was Huangquan Road.

Soon the eleventh night came to the underworld, and the king of Yama and the others were already waiting for this time.

At the same time, King Yama couldn't help but look at Ye Eleven a little more, and now he didn't seem to be the same.

Ma Mian thought that Ye Eleven was wearing new clothes and was here to deliver candy, but after he came, he received the ten thousand catties in the underworld as soon as he came.

The clone of a sword immortal has been suppressed and is about to turn into nothingness, and it is suddenly released at this time, how can he not be excited.

A sword immortal said coldly: "Even if I have some festivals with you, you are too presumptuous!"

Night Eleven said impatiently: "Noise!"

Immediately threw Wan Jin Ding over, and the exhausted Sword Immortal wanted to dodge but couldn't dodge.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the Guilty Judgment Hall trembled, and the clone of a sword immortal was directly crushed into nothingness.

Ma Mian's face turned pale, where is this disaster star here to send joy candy, this is here to find trouble!

King Yama's face was dark, and his original joy turned pale.

Feeling the dead aura on Ye Eleven's body, King Yama frowned slightly and said, "My lord, is there something unsatisfactory?"

Ye Eleven said coldly: "You are not a fool, you should know why I came!"

Night Eleven's tone suddenly became extremely cold, and King Yama, who was accustomed to the cold, shook his body, as if he had lost a soul.

After a while, a Buddha light floated over.

Night Eleven said coldly: "King Jizo, do you still dare to come?"

King Jizo smiled: "The cave house hasn't started yet, but it's only in the name of husband and wife."

"Nima's," Night Eleven wanted to curse, how could he be in this cave room?

"Since you can't do it, then I can't help it." King Jizo said earnestly.

Night Eleven immediately shouted: "Fart! This makes me how to cave the house! ”

Night Eleven took out the golden egg, and a big red flower had not yet been removed.

King Jizo shook his head and said, "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain."

After saying this, King Jizo suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.