In Si Yutian's dark eyes, there was a trace of cold air.

He didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"I think that the green-clothed jade flute boy mentioned by Senior Mu, the one who can use the technique of empty escape, there is still a fifty percent chance that it is the king of Yi. After all, King Yi has been able to disguise even the fact that he has spatial attributes for more than twenty years, whether he likes to wear green clothes, whether he can play the flute and other small things, what is there to hide it. Ye Luo analyzed quietly.

Si Yutian's phoenix eyes darkened, and his voice was gloomy: "It's possible."

Mu Qianyan said, "What are you discussing?" The King of Yi? An Ruxia's husband? Wasn't he already dead? ”

Ye Luo said: "Yu and I suspect that he may still live in this world."

Mu Qianyan's brows also furrowed, the carving knife in his hand struck on the table, and said, "If he is really alive, then this king of Yi must be a ruthless character." That's it, anyway, I'm idle, so I'll help you find out the news of that green-clothed jade flute. ”

Ye Luo was overjoyed: "Then thank you to your predecessors."

With Mu Qianyan's help, it's different again.

The difficulty of inquiring about the whereabouts of the king of Yi has been reduced by a few points.

"As far as I know, there is more than one Sansheng ghost flower in the entrance of the ghost domain. If the Sansheng Ghost Flower was really picked by the green-clothed jade flute boy, then he should still go, and I have the opportunity to go to the Ghost Domain again. Mu Qianyan said.

Ye Luo and Si Yutian once again expressed their gratitude.

After chatting a few more words, Ye Luo and Si Yutian left.

**

Shadow House Training Headquarters.

The cave of the netherworld, the underground space, is filled with blood.

Dozens of pools of blood, filled with blood-colored mist, and the corpses of demonic beasts were piled up next to them. The blood of the demonic beast flowed into the pool of blood like a stream.

The man soaked in the pool of blood let out a heart-rending wail.

With this cruel cultivation method, every minute and every second is torment.

On the noblest throne of blood, sat a silver-haired man with red eyes, dressed in black, with dark red animal fur around his shoulders.

He stared intimately at the last pool of blood.

The last pool of blood, the power of blood is the strongest.

Those who can survive to the last blood pool have basically passed through many cruel trainings and naturally become a member of the blood guard.

And at this moment, in the last pool of blood, a woman is soaked.

A beautiful woman.

The woman has a melon seed face, big eyes, and a layer of mist above her pupils. It is the type that has its own pitiful aura and is the easiest to attract men's pity.

The expression on the woman's face was very painful, and her face was almost distorted, but this did not affect her pitiful white lotus temperament at all, because she had been soaked in the blood pool for a short time, and her hair was faintly floating with a layer of blood, which not only made her ugly, but also added points to her beauty.

"I can't believe that you just followed an order and picked you up like garbage, and you really looked a little bit like it." Wei Xiao stared thoughtfully at An Ruxia, the corners of his lips hooked into an unfathomable arc, "From now on, you will be the thirty-sixth blood guard." ”

As he spoke, Wei took out a blood token from his sleeve and threw it at An Ruxia's face.

An Ruxia raised her hand and caught it steadily.

"Thank you."

Two words, extremely capable.