What the hell is this...

I looked at my fingertips speechlessly, but I didn't even want to be angry.

Probably because my fingers are good-looking and my blood is delicious, so today, the four divine beasts seem to have discussed it, and they have to come and gnaw on me.

I just didn't think about it anymore, and with a slight movement, I pulled the little guy out of the eggshell and threw it to Suzaku.

As for the remaining eggshells on the ground, they turned into a streamer of light and entered my body very consciously, and my spiritual power was restored to one-seventh of it.

After resting for a while, the Suzaku over there also completed the release ceremony for his daughter, and I also admire him, who usually seems to be so timid and afraid, and is an old obscenity. I couldn't bear to throw my daughter down a few thousand meters of high mountain.

This killing is decisive...

I really don't want to comment anymore.

After noon, I walked forward again, and when I turned around, I was surprised to find that Su Han, who had been following me, was gone. And I have never been asleep, nor have I noticed any trace of spiritual fluctuations.

Either he is in the state of a soul body, or he is several times higher than my spiritual power.

Personally, I'm more inclined to the latter, after all, I've already found his body, and there shouldn't be any more mistakes, but it's hard to say about this matter...

After all, Su Han couldn't believe it.

As for me, I can only rely on myself.

I don't know if it's my bad taste back then, these seven mountains are exactly the seven colors of the rainbow, and the third mountain is full of the golden wheat fields, and even the air is filled with the aroma of food. I even saw the farmland and the villagers farming halfway up the mountain, all of them unpretentious, without any spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies.

As far as the eye can see, it is full of ordinary people, and if there is anything that is different, it is that their skin is very good.

When they saw me appear, they all gathered around curiously, talking about the local dialect.

Vaguely, I could understand half of it, and I sensed that they had no ill intentions, so I didn't refuse their invitation to my home.

In a short time, a pile of food was placed in front of me.

They are all local specialties, and the ingredients of meat dishes are the fierce beasts in this mountain.

The lovely laborers rely on their own hands to work hard, and they are extremely simple. Moreover, although they did not have contact with people outside, they pulled optical fibers here, you know, this is a mountainside at an altitude of 2,000 meters, and a network cable can be pulled in.

I was shocked, especially since I didn't find a single tower.

But for them, I'm just a passerby, after leaving some pills, I continued to plan to go up, according to the situation of the first two peaks, my buried memories and spiritual power should be at the top of the mountain, but I didn't expect that they all stopped me.

They spoke in a language I didn't understand, and then pulled me towards the mountains. If they have malicious intentions, I can choose to refuse and fly away.

But those eyes were full of anticipation and endless simplicity, which made me feel that if I still refused, I would be a heinous person.

habitually glanced behind him, and there was no Su Han.

That's it, what comes is safe.

Like a group of heroes, they surrounded me in the middle, and walked very slowly towards a river, a small river with no end in sight, winding and winding along this mountain path.

The water is so clear that you don't have to look hard to see everything at the bottom of the lake.

Suddenly, a small boat appeared in front of me out of nowhere.

An extremely familiar scene, the boat has no bottom, it should be the bottom of the ship, only a few thick iron chains, lying there quietly.

This...

Isn't it the boat I took when I first went to the underworld with Su Han and crossed the River Styx?

Could it be that this river comes from the underworld?

But how can the water of this river be so clear?

The appearance of the boat made these villagers extremely excited, and they knelt on the ground one by one, reciting lines that I didn't understand very well.

Countless powers of faith rose from above their heads and merged into the boat in the small river, and the boat, which had been motionless, floated directly to the shore and stopped at my feet.

I was stunned, not knowing what to say.

simply stopped thinking about it, got up and jumped directly, and fell into the boat steadily.

As I can remember, my feet were not soaked by the river, but rested on them. The boat also fluttered rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Pu Shi and the village and its villagers were left behind, and soon they were no longer visible.

I simply pulled out a chair from the storage ring and sat down on it.

In this way, I sat in a small boat and looked at the scenery in the mountains, swayed up, and finally stopped at the point of a waterfall, I was surprised to find that I was swimming against the current for a long time.

In confusion, I jumped out of the boat.

I looked around and saw that it was in the shape of a basin.

High on all sides, low in the middle, and then stretching below.

I stood at the bottom of the waterfall, looking up to the west, and I couldn't even see the mountains that were blocked by him, and I was instantly helpless.

Looking around, not to mention people, not even a ghost can be seen.

I gently rubbed my ring, and I always felt that one of the four divine beasts had to come out.

However, after waiting for a long time, nothing appeared.

As soon as my mind moved, I summoned the Yin and Yang Pen, and directly blasted the water of the cold pool away with a spiritual power, and the entire pool was dispersed to both sides in the form of two fan-shaped water curtains.

The bare blue bottom was exposed to my sight, and I stared at it all silently and with a wave of my hand, it was restored to its original state.

I was thinking about whether to start in a different direction, when suddenly, the setting sun cast a fiery red, enveloping the entire waterfall, and in the middle of the waterfall, a circle was black.

I looked at the circle in amazement. Cast the spell again to change the direction of the waterfall. Sure enough, in the very center of the waterfall, there is a stone chamber.

One dodged and jumped in, and saw an empty room.

The furniture inside is made of stone, and the whole cave is still a little cold and damp, not the style I like, although I haven't found a memory of this place, but I can be sure that I must not have lived here.

Suddenly, something caught my eye.

On the stone table, there was a stack of thick scrolls. Looking at the style and style of the frame, it seems to be before Qin, and it doesn't look like a mortal thing.

So...

Could it be a god living here?

My outstretched hand suddenly stopped, if it was really a god living here, wouldn't it be nice for me to move so much.

Just as he was about to turn around, the top scroll fell to the ground. Then it opened right in front of us, and it was a woman in ancient costume, with a light veil on her face, so that she could only see a pair of eyes.

It seems to be very familiar, but it doesn't match the number for a while.

I reached out and carefully took the scroll in my hand, and suddenly it was in a different direction.

The scrolls that had been honestly staying on the table all moved, opening in the air one after another, and all the pictures were of a person.

A woman with a veiled face...

Some people didn't cover their faces, but they only had a side face, and they still couldn't judge her appearance.

Suddenly, water droplets dripped from the top of the cave and landed on the scroll.

Immediately afterwards, all the scrolls, as if they had been discussed, began to fade one after another.

The women in the painting have all disappeared, but around me, there are countless white figures, one with a white veil, like a ghost.

I curled the corners of my lips and snorted coldly, but I didn't make a move.

The white figures began to converge in one direction, eventually overlapping each other.

And then...

One of the people I least expected appeared...

Mama Qin?

Or should I call her Xuanwu?

I stood silently, the white figure tearing its veil to reveal an expressionless face.

"The host..."

"Mama Qin?" I whispered, restraining some of my coercion.

She hung her head and knelt straight in front of me.

"Yes..."

"Don't you want to explain it to me?" I spoke again.

Mama Qin slowly raised her head, looked at my eyes with great respect, and was speechless for a long time.

Just as I was about to lose my patience, she suddenly pulled a dagger out of her bosom and stabbed it directly into the sole of my foot.

I dodged her attack in a flash, and her people were blasted out like a kite and slammed into the wall.

"Master—" she choked and made a sound.

I couldn't have any mood swings anymore...

Co-authored all of them have an enmity with me, right?

Either bite me or poke me, I looked down, although I dodged quickly, but the dagger still cut the surface of my foot, and a few drops of golden blood were slowly sinking into the dagger.

I bent down to pick up the dagger, and a chill still spread from the palm of my hand.

My soul, which had been unusually stable, began to be pulled by a strong force again, and a wisp of yellow separated from it, and slowly sank into the dagger.

Immediately after, the small dagger suddenly flew up and pierced straight into Mama Qin's body, and when her thin body crumbled and scattered, a huge spiritual power flowed into my body.

The staccato sound echoed in my ears.

Those were Mama Qin's words.

"Master, please live..."

"Stay away from Hades..."

Before the words could be spoken, the voice was gone.

I watched in amazement as the figure disappeared in front of me, but I couldn't do anything...

Far from Hades...

Who is she referring to?