The temple was dark.

Yin and gloomy.

The faces of the three were calm.

If you come to the Shenwu Continent from Sin Island, you will definitely be looked down upon by the people of the Shenwu Continent, for no other reason, there are many and strong masters in this land, and they have the ability to be rampant and arrogant.

"It looks like a corpse, right?" Ling Huchan whispered.

In her opinion, the guy sitting on the Taishi's chair at this moment could not be a living person anyway.

When the Nether King heard this, he laughed and said, "In the eyes of the world, this king is naturally a dead man. ”

has already completed the sign-in, and now Wei Xiaobao wants to leave the Netherworld Valley as soon as possible, and after returning to Luoyun Mountain, he has to study whether he wants to cultivate the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill or the Heavenly Silkworm Demon Skill next.

"You came to the Shenwu Continent from Sin Island, successively mixed into the Douzhan Valley of Luoyun Mountain, and then entered Luoyun Mountain from Douzhan Valley, and some of you even became the lord of a peak, it is really amazing, this king admires it very much." The Nether looked like he wanted to talk to the three of them.

Now that the words have been spoken, Yang Simeng is no longer sloppy, and asks with a smile: "I don't know what the purpose of the Netherworld King is?" ”

"Since you're from Sin Island, have you heard of Qiu Muhua?" The Nether stopped joking and got straight to the point.

Yang Simeng and Ling Huchan looked at each other, this name was very unfamiliar to them.

Wei Xiaobao knew that Qiu Muhua was actually a blood worshipper.

Before the establishment of the Blood Worship Sect, Qiu Muhua was walking the rivers and lakes with the nickname of Flower Taoist, and then there was the Blood Worship Sect, which is well known to the world as the ancestor of blood worship.

As for the name Qiu Muhua, it is little known.

The reason why Wei Xiaobao knew was also because he had read the contents of the blood box, and he had recorded his life by worshipping the blood ancestor in the blood box, just like Dugu was defeating back then, so that future generations would know that there was such a peerless master in the rivers and lakes in the past.

Yang Simeng immediately shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it." ”

"Maybe after he came to the Shenwu Continent, he used a pseudonym." There was a hint of sadness in the Nether King's voice.

Wei Xiaobao wanted to say that after the Blood Worship Ancestor came to the Shenwu Continent, he used his real name instead.

Yang Simeng said modestly: "I'm sorry that I couldn't help the Netherworld. ”

"Can we leave now?" Ling Huchan felt that this place was too depressing, and if she stayed for too long, her psychology would easily become dark.

The Nether King sighed and said, "Let's go." ”

Yang Simeng and Ling Huchan both saluted, then turned around and left.

Wei Xiaobao stood still, and after thinking about it, he still asked, "I don't know what the seniors are doing with Qiu Muhua?" ”

"I just want to know if the deceased is well." The Nether sighed again.

The second daughter turned around when she heard this, and looked at Wei Xiaobao suspiciously, could it be that Wei Xiaobao knew who Qiu Muhua was?

Wei Xiaobao took two steps forward and chuckled, "I do know about Qiu Muhua's situation, but the premise is that the senior has to answer me a question first." ”

"Bargaining with this king? The people from Sin Island are really ignorant. The Nether laughed.

But the Netherworld King, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, still didn't move, and felt quieter than a corpse.

Wei Xiaobao smiled, as if he was sure that the Nether King would not refuse his offer.

Yang Simeng and Ling Huchan turned around and stood next to Wei Xiaobao, if the Netherworld King really wanted to attack them, then they could only fight to the death.

"This king will forgive you for your rudeness this time, let's talk about your problem first." The Nether King's words were unexpected.

Wei Xiaobao asked without thinking, "Is there any collusion between Netherworld Valley and Luoyun Mountain?" ”

He always felt that Yang Simeng's coming to the Netherworld Valley to deliver the letter this time was actually a conspiracy.

Ximen Luoyun sent Yang Simeng to the Netherworld Valley in order to let the Netherworld King interrogate him properly.

"This king and the lord of Ximen Mountain have been close friends for many years." The Nether King graciously admitted.

Yang Simeng's face changed slightly, and a chill appeared in his heart.

If their identities have already been exposed, what is the purpose of Luoyun Mountain still letting them in?

Wei Xiaobao smiled slightly and said, "That old friend of the predecessor died decades ago. ”

"What?" The Nether's voice was high-pitched.

Wei Xiaobao continued: "Qiu Muhua is widely known on Sin Island as the Blood Worship Ancestor, and of course, the name of the Flower Daoist is also very loud, and the Blood Worship Sect he founded is still active on Sin Island. ”

"Blood worship? It's very similar to his style, but well, Qiu Muhua's martial arts are strong, and no one on Sin Island should be his opponent, how did he die? "The Nether King wants to know everything about the Blood Worshipping Ancestor.

Wei Xiaobao said: "Naturally, he was plotted to death, and I don't know who plotted against him." ”

The Nether stopped talking, as if thinking about something.

"Senior, since you know where we came from, I wonder if we still have a chance to participate in the martial arts conference?" Yang Simeng only cares about this one issue now.

The Nether King laughed and said, "There is no successor to Luoyun Mountain, if you are willing to help Luoyun Mountain go to the martial arts meeting, Bai Shuiqiu's old thing will wake up laughing in his dreams." ”

"Senpai, can you move?" Ling Huchan asked bravely.

The Nether smiled even more this time, and shifted slightly, turning to lie on the other side.

Ling Huchan suddenly felt that her scalp was numb, and she couldn't imagine that the guy who looked like a corpse was really a living person.

The Nether King's mouth does not move, but he can speak, but he knows how to speak ventriloquistically.

The three of them then said goodbye and left, and to their surprise, under the leadership of the black-robed envoy, they left the Netherworld Valley smoothly.

Once they went, they only saw the black-robed envoy and the Nether King.

In such a quiet valley, it seems that only these two people live.

"You're lucky to make it out of the Netherworld alive, but if you come back next time, you're afraid you won't be so lucky." The black-robed envoy sent the three of them to the outside of the Netherworld Valley and said with a sneer.

All three of them did not speak, and they left without looking back.

After moving away from the Netherworld Valley, Yang Simeng asked softly, "Are we still going to fall back to Cloud Mountain?" ”

Ximen Luoyun's approach this time made Yang Simeng very unhappy.

"Senior Qin is still in the mountains." Ling Huchan was a little worried about Qin Hongyue at the moment.

Yang Simeng chuckled, "Even if we go back, we can't convince her to leave with us." ”

"Why?" Linghu Chan was puzzled.

Yang Simengqiao's face flushed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Haven't you heard of those rumors in the mountains recently?" ”

"We have been practicing martial arts hard, and we rarely leave that small courtyard, let alone deal with the disciples of Luoyun Mountain......" Ling Huchan kept talking nonsense.

Yang Simeng directly interrupted her words, and said in an inaudible voice: "Recently, Luoyun Mountain has been rumored that Qin Hongyue and Zhuge Lanyun have a leg, and they are ......."

Ling Huchan's face changed drastically.

But then she thought that Qin Hongyue was originally the apprentice and wife of the Blood Worship Ancestor, and she heard that Qin Hongyue was very affectionate at that time, and she had an affair with many people in the Blood Worship Sect.

After the matter was revealed, she decided to plot to poison the Blood Worship Ancestor.

Besides, there is no martial arts in this world that can stay in the face at all, Qin Hongyue is a hundred years old, but she can maintain the appearance of a twenty-eight-year-old girl, which should be a cultivation of evil skills.

"And what, Simeng, why don't you keep talking?" Ling Huchan came back to her senses and urged loudly.