The underworld is always so groggy that even if you look down from above, it is difficult to see far in the dim light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but although there is no beautiful and magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers, but for Bai Huang, who has never stepped out of the fishing village and Bai Huang as an outsider, the bizarre light can still greatly satisfy the curiosity of the two.

On the way east, the most eye-catching thing is the huge umbrella-shaped plant that rises over the earth. Bai Huang, who has a certain understanding of the underground world, still knows some common sense, and the plant in front of him, which is unusually thick, like a tree but not a tree, and has no mushroom characteristics except for the umbrella cover at the top, is the key link in maintaining the ecological and climatic balance of the underground world - rainfall.

This strange plant, which draws water from deep underground, and then passes through the eruption hole in its own umbrella cover to carry out alternative natural rainfall, is called the "falling umbrella". Of course, this is the name of mainland scholars, and the locals have different customs to call her, the common ones are "River of Heaven", "Green Mother", "Pillar of Life", etc., as well as dialects such as "Sanarada" and "Gouyle".

When Bai Huang and they passed nearby, they happened to encounter the moment when the umbrella erupted, and the water droplets in the sky erupted through the air holes from the swollen umbrella cover, and went straight to the sky, forming a magnificent and strange rain curtain, scattered in all directions, moistening the earth and all souls, this rain until Bai Huang they disappeared at the end of the sky, all continued, until the bulging umbrella cover gradually dried up, and then ushered in the next water storage period.

On the dragon's back, Xiao Yekong's eyes sparkled as he looked at the strange scene in front of him, and his slightly open mouth let out a cheer of wah, wow, wow, and Bai Huang, who was holding her, was also amazed.

Although he was at an altitude of 100 meters and was flying rapidly into the distance, Bai Huang did not feel any discomfort, not even a change in the wind pressure of the rapids. He was no longer a novice who had just come to the other world, and it was easy for him to guess that this must be some kind of enchantment or the effect of a secret method to protect it.

While admiring the strange scenery of the underground world, Bai Huang couldn't help but flash in his mind what he had said to Funi in Bode City, as a lobbyist, Funi was undoubtedly successful, at least Bai Huang was willing to follow her on a dragon and embark on this unknown journey.

Regarding the Red World Disciples and Witches, although he still knows a little about them, he no longer has the same black eyes as before. However, for various reasons, the information that Funnie told him was not exhaustive, and he only knew that there was a group of created madmen called the Red World, and the purpose of their existence was to hunt witches.

They are powerful and mysterious, with a magical civilization far beyond the underworld, and regard humans as ants, they have been hidden in the underworld for thousands of years, and each time they appear there is only one purpose, that is, to complete their established mission, other than that, they have never carried out any colonization expansion, reproduction and development.

As for the witch who is the object of their hunting, it is the little night sky that Bai Huang is now holding in his arms, and the legend about her must be accompanied by the large-scale hunting operation of the Red World's disciples, and before that, the entire underground world did not realize that such a little girl has been living in various places for thousands of years.

"Little Night Sky, how old are you?" Bai Huang suddenly asked.

And the night sky with a new face broke his delicate fingers, counted them one by one, and then raised his head and replied crisply: "Eight years old~"

Well, eight years old, it's exactly the age of one meter two~ Anyway, it will be longer, is it this size for thousands of years?

Bai Huang suppressed his soul of complaining, and two words flashed in his mind: Thoughts Body, Guardian. The former had been heard from the birds, and the latter had been mentioned by Funnie.

Although he didn't know what they meant, Bai Huang had a little guess about the guardian in Funy's mouth.

People who are unusually close to the night sky, putting aside themselves, who is the old man Bato who has been accompanying her all the time who saved his life?

So is she clinging to herself now because she thinks of me as a guardian? The thought flashed through her, but then Bai Huang shook his head slightly.

When I lived in the fishing village, the little guy was also very clingy, but not as inseparable as she is now, and she and Old Man Barto didn't show too close to each other at that time.

Bai Huang cleared his chaotic thoughts little by little, carefully recalling the details, but he still couldn't get much useful information, he still couldn't solve the mystery of his body, let alone the strange things that had happened recently.

He sighed, exhaled a cloudy breath, and turned to walk towards the other two on the dragon's back.

Claude and Funi, who were talking softly, saw Bai Huang walking towards them calmly with a clear expression, and knew that the other party had cleared his mind and intended to talk further.

"Looks like you've figured it out. Claude looked at Bai Huang with a smile on his face, and the latter nodded slightly.

"Alright, let's sit down and talk slowly. ”

Sit down? Before Bai Huang's mind could turn, he saw that the other party took out a small white horse and put it on the dragon's back.

"This one is more stable, what? You don't like it, so change it?" said Claude, pulling out another antique bench!

Bai Huang didn't know how he took the bench and sat down, and by the time he recovered from the shock of the thunder, his ass was already attached to the bench that looked like it was some years old.

This "uncle's" painting style seems to be a little wrong...... Anyone who sees two pistols pinned to his waist and a black corset shirt in such a dashing and dignified figure taking out a horse and a bench will inevitably have the same idea as Bai Huang!

Well, let's not dwell on that.

Bai Huang wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist and said, "I think that in order to facilitate our further communication, it is necessary for us to familiarize ourselves with the relationship between you and me first. ”

Bai Huang took the initiative to gain the right to speak, and after a pause, he continued: "I want to confirm once again that you are the Tyl Harold couple who disappeared from the first family more than ten years ago, that is, Christina's parents, right?"

Hearing Bai Huang mention the name in a familiar tone, Claude and Funi's faces changed, Claude could still keep calm and nodded silently with a solemn expression, while Funi's heart trembled, and she couldn't help asking, "Do you know Christina?"

Bai Huang looked at Funi's excited expression and involuntarily clenched hands, and his tone became much softer: "Yes, madam." ”

Receiving a positive answer, even the calm and self-contained Claude unconsciously leaned forward slightly, he took a deep breath, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is your relationship with her?"

What kind of relationship? This delicate question made Bai Huang think about it, and then came up with a more reliable answer: "Soul mate." ”

With a click, Claude completed the action of taking out the gun and loading it and opening the safety in an instant, and then aimed the muzzle of the black hole at Bai Huang's head.

Just like every old man who meets their son-in-law for the first time, there is a voice in Claude's head that roars: As long as this kid is broken, his daughter will not be ruined by him! )