Queen Da Chu was slightly stunned.

I felt like I was being tricked in an instant, and I asked you what your identity was, but I said good or bad to this palace, and the implication is that we are bad people?!

"Mi Jian!"

"Hmm. ”

Mi Jian has the same heart to mind her, and she can understand Meng Huan's meaning just by name. The conversation between the two of them was completely unorthodox, and it must not be publicized to the outside world, and whoever heard it would die! He squinted again, wanting to kill people and kill people. But it was that sentence to save the emergency, but Kong Qionglou had already made up nonsense, put the wine jar across his chest, and desperately shouted: "The descendants of the god of wine Du Kang came to visit the king of the Great Chu people with heavy gifts!!

The voice was sharp, and the last few words were shouted even more, spreading along the corridor to both ends.

Mi Jian raised his eyebrows and exclaimed, "Descendant of Du Bacchus, you are from the human world?"

Kong Qionglou nodded heavily: "Not bad." ”

Hui'an traveler once asked, which world does the human world refer to, and how many Buddhist doors are there? At that time, Kong Qionglou and the monkey were confused. After Mi Jian's statement, he immediately understood that the "human world" must be an ancient force related to the god of wine Du Kang. Even the prince of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty heard this, and he didn't dare to make another time.

It's really a critical juncture, life is all about blowing, and identity is all about making up!

"You're a grave dweller, aren't you? Empress Da Chu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't believe it: "Even when the heir of this palace is born, he can surpass the four heavens." Du Kang Bacchus is the leader of the human race, how can his descendants ...... "How can it be a scum like you," well, this palace asks you ......"

"Wait. Which one says that the grave dwellers can't be Dionysian descendants?" Kong Qionglou didn't give her a chance to ask questions at all, because if she asked, she would definitely reveal her stuffing, so she grabbed the conversation and turned against the customer: "Queen Niangniang, it's not that the kid is presumptuous, and he deliberately contradicts you." But after going back, should I report to my family's supreme, when he chooses a doorman, it is best to go through the approval of the Great Chu Divine Dynasty first?!"

...... This ancient female ghost is completely dumbfounded.

Kong Qionglou accepted it when she saw it, and smiled at her: "What do you want to ask, the younger generation knows everything." ”

How can an infatuated species like Mi Jian bear to watch his beloved woman eat deflated? Just about to go crazy, Kong Qionglou took the initiative to take a step forward in front of the frightened eyes of his companions, robbing him of his momentum!

"Your Highness, if you want to kill, just do it. A face of hob meat, stretched over his neck, life and death are downbeat, "Kill, kill!"

Mi Jian was furious, but he didn't make a move: "Do you think this king doesn't dare?!"

"Your Highness, calm your anger, this man does have the smell of the god of wine in his hand. Queen Da Chu coughed lightly and gave the two sides steps, "In that case, let's go into the palace later." The brightly crowned eyes turned wisely, "Fangcai, what did you all hear?"

Kong Qionglou pretended to be stupid: "What kind of talent?"

The mermaid fairy hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand what the queen says, I only know that the queen is really beautiful, more beautiful than anyone else!"

...... It has long been said that the mermaid people are sycophants.

But!!

The ancient king buried himself alive, and Mi Jian was a prince, and he seemed to be among the funeral processions. Why did you bump into him in the Yongdao and bring out this part of the past? Are the Queen of Great Chu and Prince Mi Jian also like the disciples of Guanyin, and they don't know that they have died a long time ago?

Or did a few of them strayed into the gate of time and space and dabbled in antiquity?!

"Who is out there who dares to make a loud noise?"

Before he could straighten out his eyes, another voice came from the depths of the corridor, and the front was bright, and an old man with a dignified face was born out of nothingness. Queen Da Chu subconsciously moved two steps to the side and distanced herself from the prince. Mi Jian made no secret of his hatred for that person, and wanted to swallow the other party alive with his eyes!

"Huh?!"

The old man walked steadily, bowed his body like a shrimp, and was an official: "The young master of the prince Fei Wuji, see His Royal Highness the prince!"

The young master of the crown prince is the teacher of the next generation of people, and the official is not small.

It turned out that the old man was the traitorous minister in Mi Jian's mouth. was going to welcome the crown princess for the crown prince Mi Jian, but halfway through he found that Meng Huan's beauty was enough to make the sun and the moon gloomy, so he went to the king of people to chew his tongue again, inciting the king of people to marry himself, no wonder Mi Jian hated him so much!

"Your Highness has returned to court?" Fei Wuji had a loyal smile on his face, as if he had also appeared in the funeral procession on the mural, "Great." The old minister was still talking a few days ago, and it was bitter cold at the border, so I was afraid that His Royal Highness would be used to seeing the prosperity of Yingdu, and it would be very boring there, so just come back. After speaking, he turned to Queen Dachu again, "Queen Mother, there is no one to serve the king, so send the old minister to find it." ”

He is naturally not Meng Huan's son, but the honorific title of "Queen Mother" is an ancient honor for the mother of a country.

"Got it. ”

The queen of Da Chu threw down a sentence, left everyone behind, and walked gracefully to the depths of the tomb.

Mi Jian reluctantly looked at the back, gritted his teeth: "Fei Laogou, don't be complacent." A traitor like you will be slashed with a thousand cuts one day!"

Fei Wuji's body began to grow taller, just because he straightened his back that was bowed into a shrimp, and seemed to be smiling: "Your Highness has been sent to the border by the king for many years, and you may not know what the streets and alleys of Yingdu City are talking about. Don't worry, the old minister will listen to His Highness. said that when Lord Nafei was built by the prince, he was the young master of the prince. Now that the crown prince Zhen has been replaced, Lord Fei is still the young master of the prince, and he has added auxiliary powers. ”

After he finished speaking, he still didn't forget to salute Mi Jian hastily, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he noticed the existence of Kong Qionglou and his gang.

"By the way, who are you, did anyone mention Bacchus just now?"

Ghosts are loyal and traitorous, and Kong Qionglou has begun to dislike this old traitor. was about to tell the lie again, but he was grabbed by Mi Jian's wrist and couldn't break free, so he replied for him: "Fei Laogou, blind your dog's eyes." This is the queen of Du Kang's Dionysian God in the world, and it is also my inseparable friend of Mi Jian, who came to attend the meeting!"

Kong Qionglou: "......"

Fei Wuji glanced at the wine jar, and then saw Wu Hook and the fire-tipped spear, his face was slightly shocked, and his body immediately wanted to become shorter.

Mi Jian didn't give him a chance to interject, took Kong Qionglou's hand arrogantly, and went straight to the bottom of the tomb: "Go, go with me to see my father!"

The mermaid fairy and the others looked at each other in shock, this infatuation seed was so cheeky, they could only carefully bypass Fei Wuji and follow the past. But what made them feel strange was that since the voice in the corridor sounded, they talked until now. Delay these times, and it is time for Ye Maniac to climb over. However, there was no movement behind him!

Actually, the Ye Maniac has already arrived.

At this moment, he was standing where Kong Qionglou and the others were standing, looking perverse, and he didn't dare to venture in!

The darkness in the corridor is not caused by the lack of light sources, but by the accumulation of precipitated dead air. As a way to avoid life and death, I am very familiar with this kind of atmosphere. But this didn't bother him at all, his left hand turned into a canopy of Dao talismans, each Dao talisman was smaller than a sesame seed, sprinkled and scattered, and the other hand kept moving forward to make a driving motion.

He walked forward, and the darkness retreated!

Although it was still dim, it was enough to see the way. On the ground, a thick layer of dust was backlogged, except for the footprints left by Kong Qionglou and his gang, there were no other traces. But the reason why he stopped was not that he was frightened by the ghosts of Mi Jian and Fei Wuji, but that he didn't see them at all. I don't see Kong Qionglou and others.

After the footprints on the ground came here, they all disappeared out of thin air, and even Kong Qionglou and the others had no shadow.

What about people?!

"Squeak......

There was a strange noise from above!

He looked up and found two corpses hanging upside down above his head, one of which shook slightly. The body exploded violently, half of it flew back, but the other half was directly wrapped around the shaking corpse: "Hmph, the dead are all dead, and you still want to be scary?"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Perhaps the power that bound the corpse was almost exhausted, and it was directly knocked down from above by the Dao Fu, stirring up dust all over the ground. Two dried corpses, a man and a woman. It was the female corpse that shook slightly, and it was only her who was attacked. But because the male corpse pulled the sleeve of the female corpse, it also fell with it.

The Dao Fu was merged into a group from two groups, and after waiting for a long time, there was no difference, and then he returned to his human form and looked closer.

Due to the collision, the phoenix crown worn by the female corpse had been loosened, and it rolled all the way to the corner of the wall, making a 'ding' crisp sound, and Ye Maniac stepped forward to pick it up. Turning back to look at the scattered black hair, he muttered: "Why did everyone disappear, it was you two who were making trouble?

The big trolls and their party seem to have been captured by ghosts.

"Hmph, even the murderous aura of the Soldier Ancestor Altar has not been able to erase me, but I want to see what an ancient tomb can do to me!"

......

Outside the tomb.

The people are almost gone, and the demon is basically dead, leaving only the black and oppressive corpses, led by the domineering black tiger.

Although Ye Maniac was in the tomb, he could still see everything they saw through the eyes of the corpse refinement, and these corpse refinements were not all under his control, even if they were not deliberately manipulated, they still had a certain instinct. From time to time, a puppet dragged back the corpse of the demon clan, piled it at the mouth of the valley, and when he came out, he printed the Dao talisman, and it was another walking corpse!

But not everyone has left, Yaren Sihao is still surrounded by corpses and has not left.

The four star list powerhouses were very restrained, standing near the mouth of the valley and looking towards the entrance of the underground palace. Whenever the black tiger turned his head to look at it, the blood ink painter took the lead in saluting it, and said respectfully: "The four of us, I wish the Dao Immortal to return with the treasure!"

They are human beings, according to the rules of Ye Maniac, do not provoke, do not kill.

Ye Maniac didn't take the four of them in his eyes at all, just stay and watch the excitement, and there is a good witness to the deeds of subduing Kong Qionglou.

"Fourth brother, you're really out of sight this time!" Peeling Xiucai secretly harbored a little resentment, "Dao Immortal has said, that big troll can only line you up, how can he beat you? Fang Cai, if there is a storm, the three of us only need to catch him with a few arrows, and you can't kill him with your ability? This is good, no treasures have been grabbed, and his reputation has been ruined!"

Qin Xian and Qi Xian didn't speak, most of them had similar thoughts.

The blood ink painter comforted him: "Third brother, don't be angry. ”

He turned his head to look at the black tiger and found that it hadn't paid attention to this side, so he lowered his voice and said, "The four of us have soared from the Nether Realm together, sharing life and death, how many hardships and dangers have we experienced? How can we survive to this day because of that caution? How can we rely on a comment from an outsider to fight with someone who can't figure out the details?"

"Even if the person commenting is a Ye maniac, don't believe it?"

The Blood Ink Painter had the most calm personality and nodded: "Well, I don't believe it either." ”

The splitter frowned: "Fourth, did you sense something from him?"

"Eldest sister, to be honest, I'm not sure, but I just think there's something strange about that person. The Blood Ink Painter explained, "You and I, although the Dao method is called the four good of elegance, only we know what the difference is between them. That's right, I'm a painter. Third brother, don't you want to change to the Tao of painting? That's why I stopped writing and learned to draw words on that person's parchment, but what is the most difficult thing to draw?"

Peeling Xiucai said inexplicably: "Didn't you say a long time ago? People have spirits, but spirits have no boundaries, so the most difficult thing to draw is still people in the final analysis. ”

The blood ink painter still asked, "How many kinds of people are there?"

"Two kinds, one kind. ”

"Which two?

"The living and the dead. But life and death are all spiritual, so they are also spiritual people. Peeling Xiucai sighed and laughed at himself: "Okay, well, the fourth brother should spare it, it's the third brother who is angry, and you shouldn't be blamed." Why do you choose to take the teaching test at this time, do you have to force the third brother to call you Master?"

The blood ink painter smiled and said nothing, and temporarily sold the guanzi.

He is a painting immortal, and he proves the Tao with painting. When he was in the Netherworld, he painted with ink, and he painted thousands of people, both alive and dead. After ascending, he used blood as ink, using other people's and his own blood, and also painted countless human leaders, as well as thousands of strange gods and demons. But to put it bluntly, what he paints is never a painting, nor is it the loneliness of Rausch.

It's the Spirit.

Even the Bone Crushing Holy Hand couldn't help it: "Fourth brother, what do you want to say?"

"I can't draw him. ”