Outside the temple gate, two women and one man, three people walk side by side, Xuannu (one of the four gods of Hell Gate) is on the left, and Yu Kwai (one of the four gods of Hell Gate, known as Rain Girl. On the right, and in the middle is a blonde boy named Jin Yi (one of the four gods of the Hell Gate).

There was a second daughter next to him who wanted to accompany him, Jin Yi's face was inadvertently filled with a hint of comfort, and he looked at the Xuannu beside him complacently, but he saw that the expression on the Xuannu's face was a little cold, and she was chewing the chili pepper in her hand casually.

Seeing this scene, the taste buds in Jin Yi's mouth seemed to explode, and a spicy sensation instantly swallowed into his throat, and Jin Yi almost choked on it.

In the past, Jin Yi was out of curiosity, and wanted to try this chili pepper that Xuannu must eat as a price every time she used spiritual power, and wanted to see what the difference was.

It's just that it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat it, this time he eats out of the shadows, and the spicy one almost turned his back on his breath at that time, until now when he sees Xuannu eating this kind of chili, he still has goosebumps all over his body like a conditioned reflex, and he doesn't know how Xuannu can stand it.

The chili pepper entered her throat, and Xuannu suddenly felt relaxed, and exhaled lightly, as the spiritual power in her body gradually stabilized, the pace under Xuannu's feet accelerated slightly, and she overstepped Jin Yi beside her, and led her into the hall alone.

Seeing that Xuannu's pace accelerated, Jin Yi collected the emotions on her face and followed closely.

The two accelerated, but left Yu Kui alone behind, Yu Kui looked like he had never woken up, his eyes were open, and the spiritual power between his eyebrows was faintly disordered, obviously because he had used spiritual power before, and the price had not yet been paid at this time.

Yu Kui struggled to move his steps, barely keeping up with the pace of the two, the three of them stepped into the temple door, crossed the four silver-haired men, walked to the center of the main hall, and bowed slightly towards the black-robed man directly above the main hall, and shouted in a respectful voice:

"President!"

"Hmm!" the black-robed man only nodded symbolically when he heard this, and it was impossible to comprehend the emotions in his words, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry.

The three of them retreated to the side, and the Xuannu habitually stood beside Ji Yang, and the two looked at each other without saying a word, shifting their gaze to the silver-haired man.

"Your Excellency, I came here today under the orders of my family president, if there is any nagging, please forgive me. The silver-haired man stepped forward slightly, arched his hand towards the black-robed man, and said in a respectful tone.

At their level, strength determines identity, even though it is rumored that the president of the Hell Gate is only a boy who is only seventeen or eighteen years old, but after all, this is an era where strength is respected, and strength is greater than everything.

"Let's get straight to the point!" The simple words were quite coercive from the black-robed man, and his voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the hall.

"Your Excellency can know the Nine Gates of the Demon Temple?" said the silver-haired man, bending slightly, and taking out a very simple book from his bosom under the gaze of everyone.

"Hell Demon Temple Nine Gate Pardon, I'm afraid that the people in the Dark Guild don't know, right?" Jin Yi, who was on the left, heard this, his eyes were full of contempt, the existence of the Demon Temple Nine Gate Pardon, let alone the Dark Guild, even in the entire Earth Alliance, I'm afraid there are few people who don't know, Jin Yi glanced at the silver-haired man in the center of the hall, and said in a rather cold tone.

"Your Excellency said so. Hearing Jin Yi's words, the silver-haired man turned his head to Jin Yi, greeted him with a smile, and said in a tepid tone.

Jin Yi saw the smile on the silver-haired man's face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, he always felt that the silver-haired man was provoking himself.

"Let's put it bluntly, I still have to pay the price!" Yu Kwai stopped his hand, yawned sleepily, and urged coldly.

"The Nine Gates of the Demon Shrine have been forgiven for more than four hundred and forty years..."The silver-haired man smiled and arched his hand towards Yu Kui, and said in a rather flat tone, he was in the dark guild, he knew many rules in the guild, as long as he spoke appropriately, even if others had opinions, he couldn't do anything to him, after all, the president of the Hell Gate was still here.

"Can you stop talking nonsense..."

Hearing what the silver-haired man said, Jin Yi frowned, and interrupted him impatiently.

"Shut up, let him finish!"

As if he was angered by Jin Yi's words, the black-robed man drank in a cold tone, Jin Yi's momentum instantly fell, he lowered his head, and said in a weak tone:

"Yes!"

Seeing that the black-robed man was angry, the smile on the silver-haired man's face was slightly retracted, although it was not aimed at him, he still had some heart palpitations, after all, it was rumored that the president of the Hell Gate was moody, and if he was not careful, he would lose his life, the silver-haired man turned around and bowed his hand to the black-robed man again, hesitated for a moment, and after exhaling lightly, he said:

"The Nine Gates of the Demon Temple were born more than 440 years ago, when the meteorite fell to Earth, and since then, all human history has been destroyed, leaving only this shattered remnant.

The Nine Gates of Forgiveness wreaked havoc on the remnants, the human race was killed and wounded, and suffered unprecedented heavy damage, and it was also since then that the human race discovered the existence of spiritual power, and with the help of spiritual power, the Nine Gates were pardoned in hell. As he spoke, the silver-haired man paused slightly, put the book in both hands, and spoke again:

"The seal where the ghost of Geshu, one of the Nine Gates, is located has now been broken, but there is no trace of it in the ruins where the seal is located, only this tattered ancient book remains. ”

"And what is recorded in this ancient book is the origin of the ghost of the Song Shu, and the president is busy with all kinds of things and has no intention of figuring out it, but he knows that His Holiness is very enthusiastic about the forgiveness of the Nine Gates, and the president wants to take this opportunity to establish a deeper alliance with the Hell Gate to realize our common wishes. ”

As he spoke, the black-robed man looked at the quaint and somewhat damaged book in the silver-haired man's hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and the book flew into his own hand along the black-robed man's sight.

Listening to the silver-haired man's voice, the black-robed man stroked the book in his hand, and a familiar breath instantly poured into his mind, and after half a sound, the black-robed man took a deep breath before he reacted.

When the black-robed man was stunned, the silver-haired man had already finished speaking, and at this time he was gently wiping the sweat on his forehead, exhaling lightly, and looking up at the black-robed man in front of him slightly, waiting for a reply.

"Well, I'll make a note of that first. ”

Coming back to his senses slightly, the black-robed man Gujing Wubo waved his hand towards the person in front of him and said softly.

The meaning of the wave of his hand was needless to say, the silver-haired man knew it, and now that the black-robed man had already accepted this ancient book, it meant that his task had been completed, so there was no point in them staying here.

The silver-haired man took the remaining three people and arched his hand again, and only after seeing the black-robed man nod, he left.

When the four of them stepped out of the temple gate, the temple door crashed and closed without warning.

At the moment when the door of the hall closed, Ji Yang glanced at the black-robed man above the hall, and after seeing him nod, his figure flashed, turning into a shadow attached to the ground and going out of the hall.

Out of the palace, Ji Yang turned into a shadow and attached himself to the palace gate, and when he saw the backs of the four silver-haired men leaving, he said in a cold tone:

"Now, it's time to settle scores, right?"