Wen Hanwei's heart sank, and she knew that it was not appropriate to stay longer at this moment, so she caught up with Bailian, took his hand, and said lightly: "I will tell you the story about the Demon Prison slowly, and leave here first." ”

Brian nodded, saluted to the open space, and said, "Then Sichen and my sister will say goodbye first." ”

He bit the word sister very hard.

Because the phrase 'your woman' is really a deep and absurd misunderstanding.

He hated the frivolous and obscene expression on this person's face when he said these four words.

Although there was unhappiness in my heart, I still patiently completed a polite goodbye.

The figures of the two disappeared into the darkness.

Sikong's entire soul was evacuated and he stood there for a long time, until the breath of Bai Lian and Wen Hanwei completely disappeared, and he turned around in a great way.

"Si Chen?!! you said your name is Si Chen, your surname is Si, hahahaha!! you are actually surnamed Si!! In this world, except for Xiaoli, there are still people who dare to have the surname Si?"

Interrupting his near-madness was a voice as cold and silent as stagnant water.

"Make three contracts with three different people at once, Sikong, you are really getting more and more greedy. ”

A black city-state, an ancient wilderness.

On the walls of the barren and dilapidated ancient road, the black fog seemed to be a little thicker with the sound of slight footsteps breaking the dust, stones, grass and trees.

Unlike the darkness of this valley world, a deeper, more evil, purer dark fog lingered in a gentle black mist, enveloping the body of the latter, and finally turning into a pitch-black cloak robe.

The black robe crosses the silver-white demon spider totem, representing killing and hell.

He slowly walked in front of Sikong, holding a lone lamp in his hand, which was faintly emitting a cold firelight, covering the dark lines on the heavy stone walls of the ancient road on both sides.

The contours of half of the cheeks under the cloak were clearly reflected by the candle flames, and the lips were thin and sharp, looking to have some kind of dangerous lethality.

The hood covered most of his cheeks, and he couldn't see the specific face and those eyes, but at this moment his eyes were undoubtedly fixed on Sikong's body.

His voice sounded hoarsely: "I can see that you had a lot of fun today." ”

Sikong looked at the man in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he showed a charming smile: "Of course, the person who signed the contract with me today is really more interesting than the other." ”

He casually stretched out his palm, lifted a strand of black hair from under his cloak, and swirled around his fingers, saying, "Aren't you one of them? ”

A fierce wind suddenly set off between heaven and earth, directly blowing the cloak on the man's head, revealing a pair of cold killing eyes.

"Yes, I am the most powerful 'Prison' in the Demon Realm, fortunately, I don't have this name, so I can only use it. ”

Sikong smiled and said: "The ring that represents the identity of the Demon Prison was taken away by the Ninth Scripture, and I have helped you keep the secret for many years, but it will be exposed, why don't you chase it and kill that woman?"

Xing Wu snorted coldly: "Although the ring is in the hand of Wen Hanwei of the Ninth Meridian, the ...... who is really attached to the bones" said this, Xing Wu paused without words, and said slowly after half a sound: "It's that little ghost." ”

Therefore, the Ninth Scripture will inevitably deliver the ring into his hands. ”

Konoi slowly raised his inky eyes that seemed to be rendered by hell: "If I really care about that ring revealing my identity, it should be those two people who want to kill." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of cold murder in his eyebrows: "You dare to move that young man to give it a try?"

Konoi smiled contemptuously: "Don't lead people into the game if you can't afford to play chess, I hope that in front of me, you can put away your despicable and cunning set." ”

Sikong stared at him deadly, as if he was very uneasy.

Kodai noticed his gaze and re-covered the top half of his cheek with his hood, the corners of his mouth curled in a cruel arc.

"Don't be so vigilant, I won't attack those two people, after all, this kind of person tortures and tortures to death with a disgusting look of arrogance and unyieldingness, which is really boring. ”

"I don't understand. Sikong's eyes were a little inquisitive and a little nonchalant.

"More than two hundred years ago, you were lucky not to kill the real demon prison, Li Dai Taozhuang, and made the first agreement with me, let me take care of this corpse for you, so that outsiders will not see this secret.

This is not like your style, once the identity of the bones is revealed, you will be endlessly hunted down by countless forces in the Demon Realm.

It is already a miracle that your bones are preserved so intact without destroying them with your own hands.

Now that the ring has been taken away by others, you don't see the slightest panic, so fearless, what are you afraid of?"

Konoi took out a silver needle and danced the wick of the candle in the oiled paper lantern.

The faint flame was a little brighter, and two slender flames were reflected in his dark pupils.

"Because I am favored, I can have no fear, the memory of the little ghost is broken into this appearance, and I don't forget to take away the dirty ashes when I leave.

He's ...... like that Attention, I think it will not be easy to expose the existence of that ring, even if it is exposed, that day will be the moment when the little ghost head will regain his memory. At that time...... The role of that silver ring is also dispensable. ”

Under the curious gaze of Sikong, Xing Wu's smile was like a bloody sharp magic blade, and he was ruthless: "After all, I killed the demon prison with my own hands in front of that kid." ”

Sikong's eyes were slightly shocked, and he said incredulously: "Listen to what you mean, this young man lives as a corpse demon, but he can't remember half of his memory before his death. ”

Xing Wu said indifferently: "Can't you still see that he is a direct descendant of the general?"

The smile on Sikong's face disappeared little by little, and his expression was rare and serious: "If I hadn't seen that he was my only and lovely brother, do you think I would really let him go today?"

Fortunately, there was no silence, and there was a faint sneer in his eyes.

Sikong touched his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he returned to the throne and sat down with one long leg crossed.

The palm of his right hand unfolded, and out of thin air, a golden cup fell steadily into his palm, and the bright red wine rippled in the cup, reflecting a candlelight.

He raised his glass elegantly, took a sip, and said: "Human beings have always had a big misunderstanding about our corpse demons, thinking that from the moment we abandon our human bodies and become corpse demons, we will be abandoned and lost along with the memories of human beings, but in fact, this is not the case.

When we wake up as corpse demons, we will more or less lose some of our memories, but this part of our memories is just an unimportant part of our lives, just like human beings will selectively lose some of our memories as we age, but we will never lose everything in the past.

Human beings think that we have no memories of our lifetime, but how do we know that we have indelible memories stored deep in our hearts.

It's just that, as corpse demons, what we have lost is the seven emotions and six desires as human beings, as well as those too many useless emotions, after all, ......"