"Okay."

The closer she got to the passage, the more uneasy Lan Weixun's heart became.

Subconsciously, she wanted to stop, but subconsciously it seemed as if something was drawing her towards the passage.

The passage was the complete opposite of the previous Crystal Hall, and it was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Lan Weixun tried to call Zilu out to help, but she found that the connection between the Lan Realm and her divine consciousness was temporarily severed.

"Huang?"

Lan Weixun let out a soft voice.

"I'm sorry, little Xun'er, I'm afraid the next road, I'm afraid it will be...... Can't go with you......"

In the darkness, there was a somewhat broken voice of Emperor Yehuang.

"You ......"

Lan Weixun didn't have time to say anything, but she felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her eyes were dark, and she fainted.

In a trance, she seemed to see that Di Yehuang's black hair turned silver-purple......

"Donor, are you awake?"

Lan Weixun woke up in a daze, and a male voice sounded in her ears.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a white tiger in front of her, and on top of the white tiger, there was a little monk.

The little monk is handsome, dressed in green clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a green lotus in his hand, and his black eyes are extremely clear.

Lan Weixun looked at herself.

I've regained my old appearance.

His gaze turned to the little monk again: "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Su Bodhi, and I am the fourth disciple under the Buddha's seat, and my Dharma name is good."

The little monk replied.

In normal times, Lan Weixun would still be entangled in how strange the name 'Su Bodhi' is.

But now, she was just worried about Emperor Yehuang and had no intention of dwelling on this anymore.

"By the way, did you see a man next to me before I woke up?"

Lan Weixun asked anxiously.

"Are you talking about a silver-purple haired benefactor?"

Shanxian asked rhetorically.

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

Lan Weixun nodded.

Although she didn't know why Di Yehuang's hair turned silver-purple, she was still sure that that person must be him!

Shanxian frowned slightly, and said: "It's better for the female benefactor to deal with him less, the anger on his body is a little heavy, and his breath is very similar to that of a fallen demon." ”

"Fallen demons? How is this possible?! ”

Lan Weixun obviously didn't want to believe it.

Maybe others don't know, but she does.

Emperor Yehuang is a pure-blooded god son of the Protoss, with the most powerful bloodline in this world, how could he fall into demons?!

"Yes."

Not to mention that Lan Weixun didn't believe that Emperor Yehuang had fallen into demons, and even Shanxian, who was the fourth disciple of the Buddha's throne, didn't believe it.

Because Shanxian is a disciple of the Buddha, a pair of discerning eyes can see through the good and evil in the world.

He could see at a glance that although Emperor Yehuang had a heavy temperament, his personality was extremely gentle.

What could be the reason for such a person to fall into the devil?

"By the way," Shanxian suddenly remembered something, and took out a bottle and a letter from his bosom, "The donor also met me temporarily, and he asked me to tell the female benefactor, drink the water in this bottle, and quickly leave the depths of the land of yin and yang." ”

Lan Weixun's hand trembled, and she took the bottle and letter from Shanxian's hand.

Under Seon-hyon's gaze, she opened the letter and read it.

The letter reads:

"Little Kaoru, when you read this letter, I had already left.

I'm sorry, but I may not be able to stay with you for the next period of time.

In the bottle, I took the nine-turn small spirit man for you.

Xiao Xun'er, drink the Nine Turns of the Little Spiritual Spring, and leave the depths of the Yin and Yang Land quickly.