Chapter 110: Lower Yellow Spring

"Uncle Ying, I feel that you are a little different now than before, especially when you look at his eyes." Xu Qi, who was walking on the way back, said to Uncle Ying.

"What's the difference? And who is he? Uncle Eagle replied coldly, as always.

"It feels like you're a little more human, a little less ice. Who else could he have? Of course, it's wonderful! ”

"Oh? Is it? Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. Anyone who is good to the young lady, I will release a little kindness. Do you think I'm really a machine, miss? ”

"Giggles..., this is coming out of your mouth, I sound a little weird, and it's funny."

"Hey! Laugh if you want! Who made you a young lady! ”

Looking at the crowd that was getting farther and farther away, Miao Junfeng walked out from behind a mountain rock.

He shrugged his shoulders, took a deep breath, and with a "whoosh", turned into a black shadow and fled towards the passage of the mine.

The second time I entered the pothole, it felt like I was back at home. A sense of belonging arises in my heart.

However, the moment this intimate feeling rose, Miao Junfeng immediately shivered.

"Why, how can I feel this way? Could it be that Huangquan is still my home? ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect to be discovered by you so quickly. Originally, I wanted to wait until I got to the next and tell you about it! ”

Miao Junfeng's self-talk, in addition to himself, can only be heard by Solomon, who is with him day and night.

"Solomon, can you let me keep a little privacy? I can't stand your 20-hour transparent surveillance! ”

"Cut! Who is rare! You're not a big beauty. When your realm improves in the future, use the method of isolation to help me create a comfortable space, I promise to stay inside, even if you face a life and death crisis, I will not come out. ”

"Hey, hey, it's a little too much! Don't be so small, okay, I still can't believe you? When the strength is strong in the future, can't I help you find a queen? ”

"Really? That's what you said! Don't turn your face and deny it! ”

"Am I that kind of person? Hurry up, get down to business. Say, how do I get down to Yellow Springs? ”

"You put your hands on the wall, and I'll take care of the rest."

Miao Junfeng glanced at the green wall, put down his thoughts, and put his hands on the wall very solemnly.

Just as he was thinking about how Solomon would send him down to the Yellow Spring, the scene in front of him changed.

In the blink of an eye, he stood in a gray place with no sunlight but moonlight, and his hands were not attached to the green wall, but on a person's body.

Yes, it is to hold on to a person's body. A person who is about the same height as himself and looks like he is underbeaten.

"Junfeng, isn't this king handsome? I can finally fight side by side with you! In the past, either you came alone or the king went alone. ”

"What's going on? Why did I come here without feeling anything? You explain this first, and then I will discuss the question of whether you are handsome or not. ”

"What's so strange about this, it's the power of teleportation! Now your realm is low, and your capture of the power of teleportation is very weak, and you can't even capture it.

When your cultivation is raised, you can easily capture the power of teleportation. But by then, it's going to be quite difficult for you to get into Yellow Springs. ”

"You're handsome, go on."

"Humph! Ahem, the higher the cultivation, the more prosperous the person's own longevity, which is exclusive to the environment of Huangquan. This is the world of the dead, not a place for the living.

Even immortals would not easily set foot here, because this is a rule that has been set since the birth of heaven and earth. Whoever dares to disobey is against heaven.

You can imagine the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, you will be familiar with it! ”

After listening to Solomon's narration, Miao Junfeng's horizons broadened a lot, but at the same time, he felt more urgent about the weakness of his own strength. When you leave here, you'll have to work harder.

Now the goal is not just for your own family and to defeat that enemy! There is also a hug to the beauty.

"Where is Yellow Spring? Why don't I see it? Shouldn't the world of Yellow Springs be all Yellow Springs? ”

"Huh? I don't know who you listened to, or if you made it up yourself. Who told you that the world of Yellow Springs is all Yellow Springs? Do you look over the other side and see that way? ”

"See, it's a very wide road, and there are many forks in the road."

"Well, that's called Huangquan Road. The so-called Yellow Spring in our mouth is actually Yellow Spring in the narrow sense, which only refers to Huangquan Road. And the Yellow Spring in a broad sense is also called the Nine Shadows, or the underworld, which is the world where the dead exist. ”

"Good girl, there are so many doorways here, if it weren't for a good guide like you, I would definitely be like a headless fly, making people laugh out of their big teeth."

"It's good to finally realize the lack of wisdom and the depth of knowledge of this king. And then there will be people who will laugh at you, but the undead, the dead, or ghosts. ”

"Count you ruthless, who made me in Huangquan now! I don't know who's the biggest here? ”

"You really can't stump me with this question, if it is in your master's world, Yan Jun is the biggest. But in your world, it seems to be very chaotic! ”

"It's messy! What do you mean by that? ”

"It's not good to talk about it, knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing for you now. Let's just stand here and see, and then, take you to get your share, and then we'll get out of here.

Although this king is also a king, the current title is false and not real. ”

Miao Junfeng could understand Solomon's difficulties, so he didn't use the topic to argue with him about anything.

The place where they stood was a low hill, surrounded by weathered rocks of different sizes, large and small. With their cover, the two of them were relatively safe and hidden.

The sound of "jingling" and "jingling" chains sounded, and rows of dead souls walked neatly on the Huangquan Road with numb eyes.

Beside them, there was a thick white mist. These fogs don't seem like they formed naturally, but more like something lurking inside.

The army of the undead, which had gathered one after another from countless forks, walked slowly along the Huangquan Road as far as the eye could see.

In this team, there are men, women, young and old, powerful and poor. It seems that at a glance, thousands of beings in this world can be seen.

Miao Junfeng was touched by the scene in front of him to the soul strings deep in his heart, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and read:

"The years are long, how much does the love change? Even if there are thousands of ambitions, they have no choice but to fall into the dust.

There are no old and young on Huangquan Road, and what about the princes and nobles? When he was alive, the nobles made a trend, and a few people heard it on the way to death.

Heaven and earth have a mind to observe the mortal dust, and they do not move a single inch when they are born. Huangquan Road repented, it was too late to sigh the past.

Take care of yourself all the way, and you don't know what will happen in this life. The Huangquan Road taken today will come again in the next life.

Love and hatred are born and lived, and finally come to an end here. Woohoo, go, I don't see Huangquan Road. ”