The journey from the Law Enforcement Hall to the Underworld Garden was not long, but it was not short, and when Luo Song returned to the Underworld Garden again, the sky above the Hanging Abyss Mountain had not yet brightened.

The cool breeze that had not yet been steamed by the sun passed through the abyss, and the slightest coldness penetrated into the marrow, and Luo Song couldn't help but shiver.

Although he didn't want to stay in this Underworld Garden for a moment now, he had no choice, because he had to take Yin Lingming's life to pave the way for his splendid future!

Because, this is what Yin Lingming owes him!

"This is the last time I'll be back in the Graveyard, and the last time I'll be serving you, Hades. ”

Luo Song closed his eyes, tilted his head and took a deep breath of cold air, which flowed down his nose through the meridians, and finally merged into his heart, covering the originally warm heart with a layer of hoarfrost.

He didn't know what the elixir given by Pang Xiao was for, but he could guess one or two, today this Hades went to the Judge's Palace, I'm afraid there should be no chance to return to the Hades Garden in this life.

He glanced at Liu Xunxiang's closed door, quietly returned to his room, and began to calculate the time silently......

In a few hours, he will be the outer disciple of this underworld.

Looking at the elixir in his palm, Luo Song's eyes showed a touch of firmness.

It is not difficult to get Liu Xunxiang to drink this, because he is the only one in the entire Hades Garden, and he personally arranges the food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

Time passed, and after a night of silence, the temple regained its vitality again, like a lion awakened from sleep, gradually revealing his majesty and vitality.

The disciples who practiced in the morning turned into streamers early and flew out to find a place to cultivate, and in front of the window, Luo Song silently looked at those streamers, and there was fire in his eyes.

For many years, he had been accustomed to watching this scene here almost every morning, fantasizing that one day in the future, he would be able to use his magic weapon to cultivate with his fellow disciples.

To compete for the inner disciples, to be the core, to pass on the disciples, to shed blood for the sect, to work hard for the sect, and to live as the pride of the sect!

And not ridicule.

"The day is finally coming. He let out a long sigh, rolled up his sleeves, and went to the dining room.

Bursts of cooking smoke curled and the smell of rice overflowed.

Luo Song walked outside Liu Xunxiang's room and shouted respectfully: "Mortal, it's time to eat, I heard yesterday that Judge Yang will look for you to go to the Judge's Hall today, and you need to end your retreat." ”

There was no movement in the room.

Luo Song frowned and urged, "Hades, it's time to end the retreat." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

The familiar voice finally came out, which slowed down Luo Song's nervous heart.

After about half a cup of tea, the door of the room creaked, and Liu Xunxiang slowly walked out of it.

His face was still pale and weak, and even his body was a little unsteady, and from a distance he looked like a person with a wooden support, and a hard blow could knock him to the ground.

"Did Yang Juan say what was the matter with me?" asked Liu Xunxiang weakly.

Luo Song's heart suddenly shrank when he opened the door, and when he saw that he was still sick in this way, he returned to normal.

If it weren't for seeing Liu Xunxiang being "beaten half to death" in the dungeon, Luo Song might not have dared to think crookedly, after all, Liu Xunxiang's cultivation of the rebirth realm is now there.

Even Pang Xiao didn't dare to fight him head-on.

"This little... The villain doesn't know. Luo Song bowed his head and said.

However, when he said the word "villain", he could still clearly hear that it was not as smooth as before, and there was a lot of reluctance hidden in it.

Liu Xunxiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and immediately returned to normal, and said weakly: "Help me over." ”

"Yes. ”

Luo Song stepped forward respectfully and helped him to the table in the main hall, where there were already a few refreshing side dishes and a bowl of fragrant Jiuluo flower porridge on the table, which looked very appetizing.

"Hades, eat something first. Luo Song, as always, served him a bowl and put it in front of him.

Liu Xunxiang stared at the porridge and suddenly said, "You eat it too." ”

Luo Song's heart stopped suddenly, and he couldn't guess whether this underworld was aware of it, after all, in the past fifty years, he had never said such a thing to himself!

But fortunately, his head was against him, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.

He hurriedly shook his head and said, "The villain doesn't dare." ”

As he spoke, his body instinctively took half a step back, as if he was afraid of something.

Liu Xunxiang saw his movements and demeanor in his eyes, sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand and trembled to pick up the porridge, and sent it to his lips.

Luo Song raised his eyelids, quietly stared at his movements, his whole body tensed, and secretly said in his heart: "Drink, drink, as long as you drink, I can completely get rid of this miscellaneous servant." ”

However, when he saw that the edge of the bowl was getting closer and closer to Liu Xunxiang's lips, Liu Xunxiang suddenly stopped moving, turned his head to look at him and said, "What do you think I do?"

Luo Song chuckled in his heart, his cold hair stood on end, and he hurriedly said: "No, the villain is just to see how the underworld is recovering, today the Yang judge sent someone over, and it is not good to think about it, the villain is worried that your body and bones will not be able to bear it." ”

Liu Xunxiang said lightly: "What should come will always come, you can't hide, don't think about it." ”

"Yes. Luo Song buried his head deeper.

Liu Xunxiang smelled the aroma of the porridge and said, "The porridge is good." ”

"That is, the villain got up early, just to cook a porridge for the underworld, so that the underworld can be full and refreshed. Luo Song took the opportunity to raise his head again, staring at Liu Xunxiang without blinking.

This moment is a moment related to his bright future in the future, and there is no room for sloppiness.

So he wants to see Liu Xunxiang drink it with his own eyes to ensure that nothing goes wrong, so that he will be reused as an errand under Pang Xiao in the future.

Liu Xunxiang sent the bowl a little closer, Luo Song held his breath and stared, his eyes staring at it, and he refused to blink.

"Drink, drink!!" Luo Song roared in his heart. 22 Literary Network

Suddenly, Liu Xunxiang's movements stopped again.

"You look nervous, is something wrong?" asked Liu Xunxiang turning her head.

Luo Song's hanging heart almost exploded directly!

His mind spun quickly, and he said: "Recently, the Hades have been in retreat, and many people have come to make trouble, and the villain is not popular, and there have been some conflicts with them, and I am worried that the Hades will be implicated because of this. ”

Sincere words, respectful tone, if you don't look at the eyes of these two, you really think that this is a scene of harmony between master and servant.

A touch of ridicule flashed in Liu Xunxiang's eyes, and the expression on his face remained unchanged, and said: "It's okay, even if you back down, they also have a crime that implicates me, and you yourself should be fine." ”

"No problem. Luo Song said.

"That's fine. Liu Xunxiang looked at the porridge in the bowl, coughed twice, and said, "In the future, such things will not happen." ”

Luo Song's eyelids jumped, and he looked at him in disbelief, wanting to see what he meant by this, but unfortunately, Liu Xunxiang's expression was indifferent, so that people couldn't see joy and anger at all.

"He shouldn't have noticed, maybe I'm too careful. Luo Song comforted himself.

Liu Xunxiang stared at the porridge in this bowl, smelled the refreshing fragrance, and sighed: "You have a heart." ”

"Serving the underworld is a villain's blessing, and the underworld should drink it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold for a while. Seeing that he hadn't drunk for a long time, Luo Song began to urge.

There was already a hint of anxiety in his tone.

He had to let him drink this porridge before Liu Xunxiang went to the judge's hall, so that he could complete the task given to him by Pang Xiao.

Liu Xunxiang snorted and continued to bring the bowl to her lips.

The distance between the edge of the bowl and the lips is getting closer and closer, but the distance in between is like a moat, and it has not touched the lips for centuries.

Luo Song subconsciously clenched his hands, and his palms were already full of sweat.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

He almost didn't say it directly.

As a result, Liu Xunxiang stopped his movements again and asked, "You seem to want me to drink this porridge?"

“！！！”

When Luo Song heard this, he felt that his head was banging, his body staggered, and the whole person almost fell to the ground directly.

"No, no, I'm just worried that the porridge is cold. Luo Song suppressed the tension in his heart, and said with panic and mania.

Seriously, if he hadn't known that he couldn't beat this underworld, he would have wanted to come up and pour this porridge into his mouth!

Liu Xunxiang looked at the white porridge in the bowl again, lowered his head and leaned forward, but hurriedly put the bowl on the table, and the whole person coughed violently, and with the cough, there was a trace of blood in his palm.

"Seriously injured!" Luo Song stared at the blood stains in his palm, and his heart suddenly moved.

"It seems that the wounds he suffered in the dungeon have not healed, but have worsened. ”

Luo Songxin calculated, anyway, Pang Xiao's purpose was to let him die, but it really didn't work, wouldn't it be the same to kill him by himself.

"Do you want to do it?"

Although Liu Xunxiang is in the rebirth realm, he is obviously not lightly injured like this, and he is close to his position, and a sudden sneak attack is very likely to kill him with one blow....

Just when Luo Song was struggling violently in his heart, Liu Xunxiang was already coughing so much that he couldn't straighten up, and his whole face was like gold paper, looking terminally ill.

"Damn, since ancient times, wealth and danger have been sought, if it is done today, Lao Tzu will be able to flourish in this underworld temple in the future, and maybe even Pang Xiao will have to look at Lao Tzu's eyes and act at that time!"

Under the intense struggle, Luo Song finally made up his mind to finish this underworld by himself.

"It's much more comfortable to die in my hands than for you to die in the hands of Yang Ju. Luo Song's fingers touched, and the aura began to flow slowly in his body.

Just when he was about to burst out and kill, Liu Xunxiang suddenly picked up the porridge on the table and prepared to drink it all.

This made Luo Song's breath stagnate, and he almost suffered internal injuries.

"Damn!" he swallowed the blood that had come up with a sweet throat.

If this pluto can drink this porridge, it will naturally be the best result.

However, in the next breath, in Luo Song's dull eyes, Liu Xunxiang's face appeared with an abnormal flush, and she spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood was sprinkled in the bowl, mixed with white porridge, and it looked like a pair of hot brains, which was disgusting to watch.

Luo Song only felt a wave of resentment rush to his head, making him lose the last patience and reason.

"Damn, Yin Lingming, you go die!"

Luo Song couldn't care about anything else, and raised his hand to cut at Liu Xunxiang's head.

His palm was attached to the supernatural power, exuding a cold glow, which did not look like a palm, but more like a sharpened blade, chopping gold and iron, and sharpening iron like clay.

Liu Xunxiang's head was hit, and I am afraid that if she doesn't die, she will leave a scar the size of a bowl.

It's a pity that the originally imagined bloody scene did not appear.

Because Luo Song's hand was clamped by another white and slender palm.

"You.... You, you...."

Luo Song's pupils reflected a delicate face.

Liu Xunxiang imprisoned his hand with one hand, and his eyes as cold as autumn water stared at him coldly, without a trace of emotion.

"Luo Song, you have disappointed me too much. ”