Lifeng shivered all over his body, stabilized his emotions, and said: "It's my lord, my subordinates are not how the iron soul is controlled by the people of the ghost world, but this young man is a disciple of that person." ”

"Are you sure?" The adult asked, as if in disbelief.

"True, isn't this a bit tricky?" Lifeng Ruoxian asked uneasily.

"That's not what you should ask." The adult glanced at Lifeng dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, and said, "There are two months left, I will send you back, and whether it will be a blessing or a curse when the time comes, it will all be in your hands." ”

The strange thing is that when the adult said this to Lifeng, his tone was much softer, like a conversation between an elder and a junior.

"Yes, I know." There was a hint of darkness between the brows of the wind, but it didn't show it.

"Destiny is in your own hands, no matter how difficult the road is, you can never give up, you know." The adult still seemed a little uneasy, and reinforced.

"Don't worry, my lord, Lifeng will definitely live up to your request." Lifeng said in a firm tone on the side.

"That's very good." The adult nodded with satisfaction, "You all go down, I'll be alone and quiet." ”

"But my lord, what should we do with that young man?" There was a slight doubt in the Sin Demon King's voice.

"Bang!" I saw the adult's big hand wave, and the Sin Demon King was directly blown up, "Is this something you should ask, you have the ability to chase him to me." ”

The Sin Demon King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and lay on the ground silently, but there was a look of resentment in his eyes.

"Remember, the noble horn on your head was given by me, and I can take it back in the same way." A trace of anger flashed across the adult's face, "Get out!" ”

The Sin Demon King jumped up like a rabbit and flew away in the distance.

Meng Yike didn't know anything about what was happening above, at this time, the supreme key was running in his body, and the injuries on his body had recovered as much as seventy percent, but he still didn't mean to stop, and if he wasn't at his peak, Meng Yi didn't dare to come out casually, after all, this was the Demon Palace.

However, what made his egg hurt was that before Meng Yi could continue to heal, a loud voice suddenly interrupted the process.

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"Why doesn't the little brother come out to breathe?"

Although it was just a simple greeting, Meng Yi had a lot of waves in his heart.

In the underground of hundreds of zhang, someone can find out, and it will be forgotten if they find out, but what is even more odious is that this guy can transmit sound through a hundred meters of land, what kind of strength is this, Meng Yi can't even think about it.

Get out? Unless I'm brain-dead. Meng Yi didn t say a word and fled again, I don t believe that you can still find out two hundred zhang, Meng Yi thought secretly in his heart.

However, it turned out that at the age of 200 zhang, the voice still did not disappear.

"Little brother, it's cool to drill around like a mouse like this, isn't it a little bit of a loss of your identity." The odious voice showed no sign of abating.

identity, let's talk about it when we save our lives. Meng Yi held the crown in his hand and continued downward, three hundred zhang, five hundred zhang, eight hundred zhang, until one thousand zhang, Meng Yi finally stopped, because the voice said.

"Little brother, do you think that only you can escape the ground, I am happy to have a game of chasing you underground."

It seems that it is better to forget it, Meng Yi is directly dismissed, but the strength of his whole body has also recovered to eighty percent, which may be the only thing worth comforting him.

After half a ring, Meng Yi reluctantly got out of the ground, but the imaginary situation of being strict did not appear, and there was only one person in the audience.

To be precise, he is a middle-aged man, but he has an edge on the top of his head.

"You're looking for me?" Meng Yi patted the soil above his head, and his tone was like a conversation between two acquaintances.

However, the middle-aged man did not get angry, but looked at Meng Yi's every movement with a smile, until he stopped, and then said, "Is Hu Yong okay?" ”

The egg hurt, and Meng Yi felt a trace of egg pain again.

"You know him?" Meng Yi really couldn't imagine that old guy could actually get involved with the people of the Demon Realm.

"I've known each other, but I've seen it for hundreds of years." The middle-aged man's words revealed a faint sadness, as if he was remembering something.

"It's okay, there is no shortage of salted fish and old wine." Meng Yi didn't hide it, because he vaguely felt that this guy was Hu Yong's acquaintance.

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Dried salted fish..."The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, "You go, remember, don't act so recklessly when you're fine, the people in the ghost world don't talk like me like this." ”

If Meng Yi felt a pain in the egg just now, now it is a pain in the flesh, this guy actually let himself go, and the entire Demon Palace was destroyed, he turned a blind eye to it, and let himself leave instead.

"Why, do you want me to invite you in for a cup of tea?" The middle-aged man looked at Meng Yi, who was stunned in place, and asked with a smile.

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment again, shook his head like a rattle, his figure flashed, and fled like a rabbit.

"When I saw Hu Yong, I said that Fang Dao would ask him for a drink when he was free." The aftermath of the aftermath behind him came.

Meng Yi shook his head violently, his face was depressed, how could he come out of a daze, and he became Hu Yong's old man in a daze, and that person turned out to be in the demon world.

Chaos, Meng Yi only felt that his mind was dizzy, and his head was full of paste, how could Hu Yong have anything to do with the people of the Demon Realm, didn't he have no crimes, was this way a crime before, it was obviously unlikely.

Thinking like this, Meng Yi turned his head and flew towards Beihai, he wanted to figure out all this, Mom, you are so mysterious to your apprentices, is there still a master-apprentice relationship.

This time he made up his mind not to break the sand pot and ask to the end, and vowed not to give up, the god realm, the demon realm, and even the ghost realm, Meng Yi thought about it, and his head grew big again, Hu Yong, Hu Yong, mysterious master, who are you?

Two hours later, Meng Yi entered the extremely cold land, the North Sea was still the same, the huge sea surface formed a thick layer of ice, and the perennial heavy snow flew like goose feathers.

Through the hazy white, a rapid figure slid through the dawn like lightning, through the layers of obstacles, and slammed directly on the ice, stirring up a burst of white smoke, and the thick ice layer also seemed a little unbearable under this impact, and there were cracks.

Meng Yi walked towards Hu Yong's residence with a stomach full of questions.

It was indeed very cold, and even though the body had reached the realm of invulnerability to steel, I couldn't help but shiver in this extreme cold.

"Master, master!" Meng Yi began to roar as far away as he was outside the door, the sound was extremely ugly, and even the white bear who came out to forage heard this roar, and immediately leaned down in fright, thinking that some monster had appeared.

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