Psychic sent the night ink to the mansion, and after leaving the night with his father, the night ink never came back, and now he has to let go of his past grievances for Su Jing.

As soon as the little ghost guarding the door saw that it was Ye Yingmo, he hurriedly went back to report to Ye Yuan.

Night Styx slowly stepped into the Hades House, and he hadn't come back for many years, and he still had the familiarity he had when he was a child.

Ye Mingmo knew that he didn't have much time to take the medicine, otherwise Su Jing would not be able to come back, so he quickened his pace.

A little ghost came up to him, and Ye Mingmo grabbed him and hurriedly asked, "Where is the master?"

"In... The hall ...... "The little ghost trembled with fright, thinking that what he had done was known to the young master who had not returned for many years.

Nightshade shook him off and ran down the hall.

Ye Yuan was sitting in the hall, and Ye Mingmo walked up quickly without saying anything: "Where is the antidote to the Wujin poison?"

Ye Yuan looked at his son heavily, "That's how you did to your father?"

"You are not worthy to be my father. Where's the medicine?" There was hatred in the eyes of the night ink, which haunted the whole eye, and even others could see it.

"Erase the hatred from your eyes, I'm not worthy of being your father? I should have strangled you putty in the first place. I warn you, I won't tell you the medicine, and the little slut who pestered you for three lives can only die. After all, it's his own son, Ye Yuan still pities it, if he tells him where the medicine is, maybe his son won't be able to come back.

"You can kill me right now." Night Styx slowly walked to the side of the night abyss.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Ye Yuan raised his hand to the Night Ink.

Ye Yingmo didn't have any expression on his face, and just looked at Ye Yuan quietly.

"You actually came to call you for such a slut." Ye Yuan was not lightly angry.

"I told you I don't have a father like you."

Ye Yuan put down his hand and coughed: "Get out, cough cough, I don't have a putty like you." ”

Ye Mingmo walked out of the hall with a wave of his hand, it was urgent to save Su Jing, he should not stay for a long time, and his father did not tell him that he would go to find medicine, even if he searched all over the world. If he can't save her, he will definitely wash the bloodied corpse tribe and hunt down the evil ice.

Night Darkness walked briskly, followed by a maid.

"Young master, you wait."

Night Styx stopped and looked at her, "Huh?"

The maid took out a hand towel: "This is what the master asked me to give you, you can get medicine here." And the lord told you to be careful. ”

Ye Mingmo took the handkerchief and didn't say anything, turned around and left, only the tears in the eyes of the maid who saw Ye Mingmo.

Nightshade didn't even notice it himself.

He opened the handkerchief, which read, "Sansheng Dao Heaven has returned to the other side and there are no flowers"

The words disappeared after reading the night ink, and the things that my father gave me were still not very clear, but I knew a thing or two.

The Night Ink opened the mind and came to the Three Lives Road.

There are groups of ghosts coming and going on the Sansheng Road.

He casually grabbed a person and asked, "What does it mean that the three lives of the Dao Heaven have returned to the other side without flowers." ”

The man only replied: "A light on the road of three lives, an inch of road under the feet of the ghost." ”

After saying that, he was gone.

"A light on the road of Sansheng, an inch of road under the feet of the ghost." Night Ink whispered.

Then he asked another person, and the answer was all given is: "A light on the road of three lives, an inch of road under the feet of the ghost." ”

What does this sentence mean, he didn't know about Sansheng Road Nai He Bridge before, and now he completely relied on his own intuition to save Su Jing.

But it has to be accelerated, and Su Jingming may have arrived at Nai He Bridge before he went back.

At that time, Meng Po would not let people go at all.

Night Styx shuttles through the group of ghosts, and he doesn't have much of a good impression of the greenery around here, but he still feels that his cave is much better.

There are a lot of people and ghosts around them, and they don't want to be separated together, maybe the three-life road is the three lives they have walked through, and it is also the fate they don't want to break off.

He didn't want Su Jing to cross this road alone, he would accompany Su Jing when her life was at the end of her life instead of now. He had to bring the medicine back.

Sansheng stone, Sansheng Road, three worlds of love return to the earth but lovesickness, do not lose each other, goodbye to the same as before.

That's all so.

Night Ink kept repeating the sentence in his mouth: "A light on the road of Sansheng, an inch of road under the ghost tree." ”

"Three-life road, ghost tree. The ghost tree on the road to life. "But where's the Ghost Tree?

Night Stygian stood still and searched the surroundings, perhaps seeing the Ghost Tree.

All around were greenery on the walls, and there were a few coffins on the faces of the people, the cold wind swished slightly, and there were a few coffins, but they all looked superior, probably all of them were prepared by Meng Po to give those who died and gave benefits to Meng Po.

Night Ink gently closed his eyes and filtered the things around him in his mind.

A blue-green tree appeared in his mind, and it seemed to have a gintama. There is a lamp left next to it, and two people are guarding. It's not a ghost.

Although Night Stygian Mo is the king of the underworld, he also has a scope of control, and he can't control Sansheng himself. Another bloody battle.

Maybe the medicine was an inch behind the ghost tree, and the night ink made a light effort to the ghost tree.

Those two people don't seem to be simple, but who has he been afraid of?

If you can't even save your own woman, you're a coward and incompetent.

The two people who guard the ghost tree are called Phantom, one is called Youyou, and one is a man and a woman. But they are all ghosts, not people.

It's a ghost and a ghost who cultivates immortals, which is unusual.

"Whoever comes, please leave?" Phantom said.

Night Styx stood in place and didn't walk away: "Night Styx Ink." ”

"I don't care who you are? I won't let you go, please leave. The Shadow said again.

Youyou said: "It's a good piece of material. ”

"I still know how to rob it." Ye Yingmo didn't say much and did it directly.

The two of them were also very fast, and they withstood the attack of Night Ink.

Still a little injured.

"You want to beat us with such a little ability, are you too self-conscious, since this is the case, we are not welcome."

"Huh." Ye Mingmo sneered, who did he think he was?

"Otherwise, if you follow me, I'll let you go." Youyou looked at the night ink with a glamorous look in his eyes. It's a stunner, how can you not be a cultivator yourself.

Night Shadow Mo didn't even look at Youyou.

The night ink flashed with lightning speed, and the autumn wind was disgusted with falling leaves, drawing a line on the ground and pushing towards the two of you. Youyou took advantage of the situation and did a few backflips, just standing firm, feeling that he had dodged the attack of the night ink, the corners of his mouth had risen slightly, revealing smug canine teeth, and flashing with cold light; With a single arrow step and superior light skills, the huge comb palm landed on the ghost.

"Ahh The shadow didn't have time to dodge and was knocked to the ground.

The shattered shadow collapsed on the ground and flowed with the sound of water.

"Brother." Youyou saw that her brother was gone like this, and all her hatred suddenly came to her heart.

The whole person pounced on the Night Ink, and the Night Ink dodged her plop.

Youyou took out the whip and hit it in the direction where the night ink was dodging.,Night ink's arm opened a hole.,The blood slowly flowed down.。。

Night Ink snorted.