The mountain is majestic, dark and gloomy, exuding a palpitating and oppressive atmosphere. Even if it has fallen for more than 2,000 years, people dare not despise half a point, and there is still awe in their hearts......

On a ridge on the mountainside, Feng Qingyan looked up at the bright red figure on the top of the mountain.

"I don't know?"

Zi Yaqin was a little stunned.

Feng Qingyan really didn't know that the flower on the other side was the flower on the Huangquan Road in his previous life.

But in this world, there is no Huangquan Road in the Netherworld, although the Huangquan ghost land is somewhat similar to Huangquan Road, but there are no flowers in full bloom.

He also did not find any traces of flowers on the other side in the netherworld.

"This, this ......"

Zi Yaqin was extremely disappointed, and it took a moment to come back to her senses, and she said quite anxiously: "Qingyan, is there any other way?"

Feng Qingyan retracted his gaze, thought for a while, and then said: "Things that were familiar before her death, or revisit the old place, see if you can help her recover her memory......

"It seems that this is the only way to go. ”

Zi Yaqin smiled bitterly and said, not holding out much hope.

"Let's go. ”

Feng Qingyan looked at the four directions and said, "Although the Wen Qi can resist the corrosion of the Underworld, there are many mysterious breaths hidden in the Netherworld, which may have an impact on the body and soul......

Zi Yaqin nodded and said, "Youyou has found it, you should go back." ”

"I'll send you. ”

After Feng Qingyan finished speaking, he took the lead to go down the mountain.

"Not together?"

Zi Yaqin was a little surprised.

"When I kill the 'weird' in the netherworld, I will return to the world. Feng Qingyan stopped and said, "Weird is the great enemy of the world, how can I let it return to the world?

"Canonization of righteousness also. ”

Zi Yaqin looked at Feng Qingyan's back as he descended the mountain, and couldn't help but sigh. Then, he walked to the soul of Bai You, and whispered with a heartache on his face: "Youyou, let's go back to the world, go home......"

Ke Bai looked dazed, and just stood still.

Like a walking corpse.

This made Zi Yaqin's heart ache for a while, her face was full of sourness, and she sighed and forcibly took the soul of Bai You......

......

On the way back to the world.

Feng Qingyan walked in front of him, coldly looking at the four directions.

The souls of the dead encountered on the road fled in fear from afar, and they did not dare to approach for half a minute, after all, the 100,000 fierce spirits were too terrible, and even the "weird" fled from the wind.

"Actually, I'm asking too much. ”

Zi Yaqin "led" the soul of Bai You and followed behind, and suddenly a sentence came out.

Feng Qingyan just smiled when he heard this.

I don't know how long it took, the ghost land of Huangquan was close in front of him, Feng Qingyan groaned, and sent Zi Yaqin to the north city wall.

"Qingyan, come back safely. ”

Zi Yaqin said.

Feng Qingyan nodded, and the figure returned to the netherworld.

Soon after, he sat on a mountain peak, looking at the darkness in the distance with some distraction, how to kill the "weird"? The terrifying murderous aura that burst out from the gathering of 100,000 fierce spirits could make the "weird" feel it from a distance.

Therefore, before the 100,000 fierce spirits approached, the "weird" fled.

Is it only hide and seek?

How does this make Feng Qingyan willing? Obviously, he has a big killing weapon in his hand, but he can kill all directions, but he has nowhere to use his strength, and he is somewhat aggrieved in his heart.

At some point, Feng Qingyan suddenly stood up and looked into the depths of the Netherworld. In the depths of the netherworld, it was pitch black, even he couldn't see clearly, as if there was endless terror hidden.

He pondered for a moment, then led 100,000 fierce spirits towards the pit.

This walk is a few days of walking.

Then he finally came to the edge of the pit, and stood on the edge of the cliff looking down.

It's a pity that there is a lot of ghost going down there, and you can't see it clearly.

However, he vaguely felt that under the deep pit, there was a strong strange aura, which seemed to hide countless "weird" ......

"What is this deep pit?"

Feng Qingyan pondered curiously.

Why did the young lady come back from the pit with a black mill behind her? Since the "weird" fear of the black mill, why is there a black mill under the pit?

He looked up at the sky, and then at the bottom of the pit.

He had the delusion that there was a calling voice beneath the pit, as if it were calling him......

Even if you lead 100,000 fierce spirits into the pit, I am afraid that there is no chance of survival.

This is where Feng Qingyan hesitated.

His current mission is to kill the "weird" of the netherworld, so that the "weird" does not return to the human world, instead of going on an adventure.

If he didn't have any worries, he would have liked to see under the pit.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the cliff at the edge of the pit, sensing the call. After a moment, his brow furrowed, was it really an illusion?

"Little lady, what's under the pit?"

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and said.

A bright red figure silently appeared on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the bottom of the pit.

After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't remember." ”

"Don't remember?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and after a deep groan, he was curious: "Dare to ask the young lady, why did you jump off the pit in the first place?"

"There was a voice calling to me. ”

The little lady said.

Feng Qingyan was stunned when he heard this, could it be that the call just now was not an illusion? But why didn't it appear again when he sensed it carefully?

"What sound?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated to ask, then turned his head to look at the bright red figure. But his eyes were deeply attracted by the black grinding behind him, and he couldn't move away for a while.

The young lady did not answer.

"Dare to ask the young lady, what is behind her?"

Feng Qingyan said curiously.

At this time, the young lady smiled coldly, as if frost suddenly fell between the heavens and the earth, making the temperature drop by dozens of degrees in an instant.

"You don't know?"

He turned his head and looked at Feng Qingyan coldly.

"I should know?"

Feng Qingyan wondered, feeling a little weird.

"You don't know who I am, how do you know what I'm carrying?" said coldly, stepping away step by step, "When one day, you know who I am, and you will know what I am carrying......"

Feng Qingyan frowned, what does this mean?

Aren't you dying?

Soon after, he rose to his feet and led 100,000 fierce spirits to wander through the Netherworld. In the wandering, he encountered a few "weird", and was torn to pieces by 100,000 fierce spirits in an instant.

And in his wanderings, he is also painting a map of the netherworld......

"The terrain seems familiar......

Feng Qingyan looked at the netherworld map he had drawn, and couldn't help frowning.

Before he knew it, he had come to the mountain.

At this time, there were many souls wandering on the mountain that seemed to have regained some consciousness and memory, which surprised Feng Qingyan.

Why are the souls of the dead in other parts of the Netherworld unable to regain their senses?

"Haha, I'm dead, I'm dead......"

A revenant howled in pain, seemingly in disbelief.

"Where are you, my son?"

A revenant soul frantically searched for something, and his expression was grief-stricken.

Feng Qingyan observed carefully as he walked, and found that many of the dead souls on the mountain seemed to be gradually regaining their consciousness and memory.

......