"Xianggong, do you really have to go to the Valley of the Fallen Gods?"

In the underground secret room of Lieyang City, the lady in purple looked at Fan Ping'an with tears in her eyes, and as a few days ago, she had been persuading Fan Ping'an not to go to the Valley of the Fallen Gods to adventure, but unfortunately, there was no effect, Fan Ping'an had already packed up and was about to set off.

"I must go, my people, I must save them, don't say more, I'm going to leave soon, you have now controlled the Burning Sun Kingdom and a kingdom next to it, the capital is enough, with your means, it is not a problem to expand in the future."

Fan Ping'an shook his head and solemnly explained to Mrs. Ziyi: "I'm going, it's impossible to come back in a few years, you don't have to care about any rumors outside, as long as the void in your dantian is not broken, I will not die, you can rest assured, you have to develop well, as short as a few years, as long as more than ten years, I will definitely come back to you, you are my wife, I will not give up on you." ”

The lady in purple asked incredulously: "A few years, more than ten years?" Xianggong, are you going to go for so long? ”

"No way, you have to go, don't worry, I will definitely come back, my Fan Ping'an's guarantee will definitely take effect."

Fan Ping'an didn't say more, and comforted Mrs. Ziyi for a while, explained everything clearly, and then waved his hand, and left without looking back, leaving Mrs. Ziyi here alone, the tears in her eyes finally couldn't hold back, she was really reluctant to Fan Ping'an.

When the lady in purple was sad, the divine sword suddenly came out and mocked: "The heirs of the god of the underworld will definitely die if they go here, this is the martial world, master, you have to prepare early." ”

"Shut up, you'll be fine."

The lady in purple shouted unhappily, then wiped away her tears, and said very strongly: "I will follow the plan arranged by Xianggong to promote myself from King Wu to Emperor Wu, and when Xianggong comes back, I will give him a big surprise, next time, I will fight side by side with Xianggong, and I will not let him leave from me again." ”

The Divine Soldier Sword was silent, and he was sneering in his heart, because he thought that Fan Ping'an would definitely die, and he actually fought hard for the two martial kings who were not close at all, and the head of this descendant of the god of the underworld was also broken, or if he died, the martial arts world would be smooth sailing, and no one could stop the great cause of the martial arts world.

Fan Ping'an also notified City Lord Sun when he left, but City Lord Sun was relieved about this, after all, he also vaguely guessed something, but he has been an ostrich, but Fan Ping'an left, he can treat it as if nothing happened, and now that there is only Mrs. Purple left, he can break his wrist with the other party to see who controls whom!

Regarding the fact that the heirs of the god of the underworld are going to fight a decisive battle with the six empires in the Valley of the Fallen God, because the popularity of the descendants of the god of the underworld during this period of time spread rapidly, but because the location of the decisive battle is the Valley of the Fallen God, non-martial kings cannot enter, so many people have no chance to see the excitement and are disappointed, but in the various passages leading to the Valley of the Fallen God, there are a large number of people and horses inspecting and stationing, in order to catch the heirs of the god of the gods in advance.

In addition to the arrangements of the people of the six empires and the ancestral dragon city, there are also a large number of people who are spontaneous actions of various families and sects, because they all want to catch the heirs of the god of the underworld, in this way, but one step to the sky, even the disciples of the martial god have to do it.

Martial artists with insufficient strength can only wait for the rabbit in various passages, but the strong ones, that is, those martial kings, have many plans to enter the Valley of the Fallen God, on the one hand, in order to catch the heirs of the god of the underworld, as long as they catch each other, it is better than any adventure, on the other hand, the six empires and the ancestral dragon city will definitely send a large number of martial kings into the Valley of the Fallen God this time, maybe there is a advantage to take advantage of, the depths of the Valley of the Fallen God have not been explored, and there are countless treasures inside.

It is conceivable that the Martial Kings who enter the Valley of the Fallen God this time will surpass any previous time, even if the Valley of the Fallen God is dangerous, it will not be able to stop these Martial Kings who are blinded by interests, of course, there are also those who are blinded by hatred, for example, the last descendant of the god of the underworld.

"That bastard played the old lady at the beginning, and now the old lady is still harmed, and he was even chased and killed by Emperor Wu, if it wasn't for the old lady who escaped quickly, he would have turned into a corpse, if the old lady didn't arrest him and beat him, how could this breath come out?"

The last descendant of the god of the underworld gritted her teeth, and then regardless of the danger, she also went to the Valley of the Fallen God, no matter what, she had to find the bastard, not only to take revenge, but also to figure out why there were two descendants of the god of the underworld, and how did he escape in the first place?

The Valley of the Fallen God suddenly became a place where the wind and clouds gathered, especially during this period of time, which was originally the time of the Ancestral Dragon Festival, many people went to the Ancestral Dragon City, and now many people are going to the Valley of the Fallen God to visit, and if they can meet the heirs of the Immortal God, it will be a fate.

A famous performance troupe in the Aotian Empire, the Phoenix Performance Troupe, also thinks the same, as one of the top ten large-scale performance troupes in the Aotian Empire, they are also invited to perform in Ancestral Dragon City this time.

The most important thing in this kind of performance troupe is the star, otherwise the fame is not enough, how can anyone look at it, after all, the martial arts world is different from the earth, there is not such a developed network, basically relying on the celebrity effect, the Phoenix Performance Troupe currently has a total of six stars, and it can be regarded as strong - in fact, it turned out to be seven, and one went to the Qin family in Lieyang City to perform to entertain the iron-blooded martial king, and then hung up.

That's right, it was Fan Ping'an who killed him, and it was a coincidence that Fan Ping'an was now hidden in the Phoenix Performance Troupe, planning to go to Ancestral Dragon City with him, after all, if he didn't have a suitable identity, it would not be easy to get to the Valley of the Fallen Gods, even if he controlled Lieyang City, after all, he would only be able to exert his might in Lieyang City.

As for why not get a suitable identity from Burning Sun City and go to Ancestral Dragon City? The reason is also simple, I am afraid that it will affect the lady in purple, the heir of the god of the underworld, once it is involved, the problem is not ordinarily serious, Mrs. purple is an important move for Fan Ping'an, so naturally she can't let her have an accident.

The reason why I found the Phoenix Performance Troupe was that Mrs. Purple chose it for Fan Ping'an, on the one hand, this kind of performance troupe has a wide range of people and is generally not subject to much search, and this name Fan Ping'an likes it very much, and on the other hand, there is one person who is very suitable for Fan Ping'an to play - an old, withdrawn, no relatives, an old man who is responsible for pulling erhu - Old Man Wang.

is only called Old Man Wang, because no one in the performance troupe knows what his name is, it is all called by Old Man Wang and Old Man Wang, Fan Ping'an killed him in a dark night, and through some means, he voluntarily sacrificed his soul and had all his memories, and then he dressed up as him and silently mixed in the performance troupe as a transparent person.

"No children and no daughters, old and sick, it is really a bleak evening, so people, you can't be greedy for fun, when you are young, you should marry a wife, raise a child, and someone will take care of you when you are old in the future."

When resting on the road, Fan Ping'an sat alone in the corner eating peanuts, while silently listening to the chatter of the other performance troupes next to him, at this time the six stars had decided to go to the Valley of the Fallen Gods, and the boss of the performance troupe did not dare not agree, so this group of people talked about the descendants of the god of the underworld, and naturally there was a scolding of the descendants of the god of the underworld, and at the same time, they also discussed why they had not caught the heirs of the god of the underworld.

A guard said: "Speaking of which, the heir of the god of the underworld hid at the beginning, even if he hid in the deep mountains and old forests, it was normal that he couldn't find it, but the stone tablets were made one after another, and he still couldn't find them, the people of the six empires are really rice buckets." ”

Another maid nodded violently: "Yes, yes, I haven't found anyone for several months, and I don't know what they do to eat, our performance troupe has been searched more than ten times, and there are often people who take the opportunity to come to ask for benefits, and they are annoyed to death." ”

The people around nodded again and again, at the beginning, everyone supported the six empires, hoping that they would quickly find out the heirs of the god of the underworld, after all, the descendants of the god of the underworld often slaughtered the city, it was really a super threat, and the reputation was infamous, and everyone was very willing to cooperate to find out the heirs of the god of the underworld.

But it's been a few months now, it's been seven or eight months, and I still haven't found the heir of the god of the underworld, and the intensity of the empire's search has not only not decreased, but is still increasing, how can this be endured, even if you are an ordinary person, you don't want your home to be searched four or five times in half a year, right? What's more, many people also use the search for the heirs of the god of the underworld to gain benefits for themselves, and they are even more complaining.

Therefore, although many people in the martial arts world still hate the heirs of the god of the underworld, they also have a lot of dissatisfaction with the six empires, feeling that they are too incompetent, just catching a descendant of the god of the underworld, and they haven't caught it for so long, and the matter of the stele they are talking about is also something that many people don't understand.

"Because Lao Tzu didn't go to those places at all, but directly made stone tablets in the same place, and then put them in various places through soul sacrifices."

The old man Wang, who was eating peanuts behind him, secretly rolled his eyes, the function of the bronze scale is really strong, like this kind of stone tablet to other cities, if you really want to do it, it will be very troublesome, and it will leave many traces, and it will definitely be found by the people of the six empires, but with the bronze scale, it doesn't cost much soul at all, so it can be easily done.

Hearing that the stars had decided to go to the Valley of the Fallen Gods, Fan Ping'an nodded with satisfaction, and didn't listen any more, as long as he went to the Valley of the Fallen Gods, then he would casually find an excuse to commit suicide, and the people in the performance troupe would not feel that there was a problem, after all, Old Man Wang was lonely, and no one cared if he died.

Next, Fan Ping'an continued to follow the Phoenix Performance Troupe, the performance troupe still has face, in addition to the official search and arrest team on the road, the search and arrest team formed by the family itself is more polite to them, and there is no forced inspection. Then you are an accomplice of the descendants of the god of the underworld, kill it, and rob the goods by the way.

Even if you take it, people still rob it, during this time, this kind of thing has happened a lot, this is the martial arts world, the weak eat the strong, no wonder the search for the heirs of the god of the underworld has caused many people to be dissatisfied.

Fan Ping'an pretended to be the old man Wang, and there was no flaw in either his identity or appearance, so it had been smooth, and then slowly approached Ancestral Dragon City.

As mentioned earlier, the terrain of the martial world is that the ancestral dragon city is in the middle, and the six empires are expanding outward around the ancestral dragon city, so if you want to go to the ancestral dragon city, you don't need to go to other empires, as long as you are in the country all the time.

Soon, the Phoenix Performance Troupe arrived in Linxi City, which is a small city established by Wu Shuai, and he was very happy to see the Phoenix Performance Troupe, and the city lord personally came forward to invite the Phoenix Performance Troupe to the City Lord's Mansion for dinner, you know, there are a lot of martial arts in the Phoenix Performance Troupe, which is much stronger than this small city, as for the Martial King, it must be no, what is the identity of the Martial King, he can be assigned to a Hou-level territory at will, how can he stay in a performance troupe?

Old man Wang was naturally not qualified to participate in the dinner, and yawned alone in the inn under the charter of the performance troupe, Old man Wang, that is, Fan Ping'an felt a little urgent, checked it, there was no night pot, scolded, and walked to the backyard to solve it under the big tree, but at this moment, he suddenly sensed something, his belt was not fastened, and he hurriedly flew away.

"Huh?"

A woman in black appeared behind Fan Ping'an's original position at some point, just now she wanted to attack Fan Ping'an silently, so Fan Ping'an dodged, and she saw that Fan Ping'an could dodge, and she was very surprised to sigh, you know, she is a martial king, although she didn't use all her strength, but a mere erhu player in the performance troupe can actually dodge? It's impossible for even Wuhou to do it!

Seeing this woman, Fan Ping'an's pupils shrank, and he forgot to tie his belt again, what kind of evil fate is this, he just came out to go to the toilet, although he really has no public morality, but he actually met the last descendant of the god of the underworld?

That's right, this one is the last descendant of the god of the underworld that Fan Ping'an has seen, and it is precisely because she is the descendant of the god of the underworld, so Fan Ping'an did not sense her arrival, she was still a girl when she saw her, but now it has been two or three years since then, and the last descendant of the god of the underworld has become a double ten beauty, but her chest is still so flat, and it is estimated that it will be like this for a lifetime.

"Hades?"

Fan Ping'an called for the underworld in his consciousness, and then, just like the last time, he crashed, and there was no reaction at all, it seems that as long as the last generation of the descendants of the underworld appeared, the underworld would definitely not react.

The woman in black, that is, the last descendant of the god of the underworld, also couldn't see the light, so she didn't make much movement, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" Why is it hidden in the Phoenix Troupe? ”

Fan Ping'an thought of something, and while tying his belt, he asked speechlessly: "I said, you don't want to kill me and hide yourself by robbing me of this identity, right?" ”

The last generation of descendants of the god of the underworld also reacted, and they were also very speechless, the identity of the old man Wang was too good, causing the two descendants of the god of the underworld to take a fancy to him: "It seems that I have met a peer, since this is the case, it is better to go outside and chat." ”

Fan Ping'an thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay." ”

(End of chapter)