"Most of them know, there is one thing, Yun Shu died and reincarnated, that is, I was the future me, right? But I don't have any memory, on the contrary, Li Yunyu has a memory, why is this?"

As soon as Luo Zhu's words came out, cold sweat broke out on the elder's forehead again, and he looked at the female doll and showed a far-fetched smile, "You are you, Yun Shu is Yun Shu, you died once later." ”

She remembered her encounter with Feng Qingmo, she was always unfamiliar with this memory, as if someone had deposited part of the memory on her, just let her remember, without any sense of belonging.

"What about Xu Ping, if we want to get the key back, I need Xu Ping's help. ”

The moment she saw Hades and the wooden box, she finally understood why it was so easy to enter the underworld this time, they hoped that someone would get the key back, and they hoped that it would not involve the underworld.

But why? The key should have been in the underworld, why is she so afraid that others will know, the god elder and the Hades King will not tell the truth with her, Xu Ping is different, he dares to say and do, she wants to fight side by side with Xu Ping more than their assistance.

She also finally understood why Li Yunyu asked her to come to the underworld, whether he wanted her to choose, whether to choose the underworld or him, whether to leave Yunyu or Liyunyu?

Xu Ping was escorted in, and when he looked at Yun Shu when he opened the black cloth, his eyes were shining, and there was a bright light in his pupils, but soon the light was extinguished.

He knew that it was just the remnants of Yun Shu.

"God Elder. He saluted, and then bent over to Luo Zhu and Yun Shu and saluted politely.

"The key was in the wooden box at the beginning, why did it suddenly disappear and appear in Li Yunyu's hand?" Luo Zhu seemed to be talking to himself, and when he said this, he seemed to glance at the old man casually.

The elder glanced at her, retreated left and right, and said that he had to leave beforehand.

After the god elder left, Xu Ping relaxed slightly, "Why did you come to the underworld?"

Luo Zhu said with a smile: "I have seen the other five realms of the Six Realms, and I always want to see the demeanor of this underworld." ”

He also smiled, "It's not as dangerous as the human world." ”

"Xu Ping... What happened to the underworld after Yun Shu's death?"

Xu Ping's face suddenly became ugly, and he stared at Luo Zhu's face and hesitated for a moment before he spoke, "It's a barren land." ”

His description is very one-sided and true, after Yun Shu handed over the wooden box, he washed away all his memories and anger and re-entered the reincarnation.

And this year the underworld did not usher in the imagined peace, on the contrary, greater turmoil.

The key was stolen overnight, and the search for the underworld was nowhere to be found, and this matter could not only be publicized but also investigated.

The underworld is empty, and no matter how powerful the Hades King is, he can't make much trouble.

He was also very helpless, sitting in the Yongming Hall every day, looking at the mountains of twists and turns, he was stunned, and he did not look back as soon as he opened his bow.

The underworld was divided into several pieces, and it took hundreds of years for them to finally unify.

In just one sentence, countless people's bones have accumulated, and their memories have become the last attachment to the underworld, a sacrifice and a destination.

Yun Shu and Jiang Wuming ruined the formation, and Liang Ming and Dark Ming have developed almost equally over the years, and the forces of the two sides are equal to each other.

The underworld has become heaven and hell, beautiful places where the breeze blows and everywhere they go is sweet, and the blue sky is reflected in the bottom of the water, reflecting the smiles on their faces.

At the same time, there was also a place where it was pitch black, and there was no grass growing in it, and everywhere you could see was charred dust, and there was a black spot there, and even black dust was floating in the air.

The few pure places that have been preserved are just places that the gods and the Hades have made a lot of money to protect them, in order to protect the last pure land.

"The underworld has long been empty, and in another thousand years it may only be nothing. Xu Ping sighed sincerely.

The source lies between the bright light and the dark underworld, and if the two do not reconcile the underworld, they will not live in peace, Luo Zhu suddenly remembered Jiang Wuming, and Li Yunyu's face coincided.

Perhaps, the underworld has a lot to do with him.

......

"Are they gone?" asked the Immortal.

The god elder bent slightly in response, "I've already left." ”

"Did she ask anything?" The faces of the people in the apse were still invisible, and the candle flame closest to him flickered inexplicably, and the whole hall was filled with majesty.

The old man's memory was recalled, and before leaving, she asked him to meet again in the village.

There were only two of them in the village, and she asked him, "What does the elder think of the underworld?"

"Peace and prosperity. He replied against his will.

Luo Zhu didn't smile, with a little smile on his face, his clear eyes stared at him, his thick eyelashes flickered twice, and he said playfully: "Then why did the god give the key out?"

A trace of horror flashed in the old man's eyes, and he quickly concealed it, and he smiled: "Why do you say this? The old man is upright, but don't want to wronged the old man." ”

She didn't respond to the question again, saying to herself, "I'm terminally ill." ”

It's like talking about him, and it's like talking about the underworld.

The candle flame went out, and the god elder came back to his senses, "Enlighten Hades, no." ”

Hades rubbed his fingers against the back of the chair, which was hollowed out and carved with two golden dragons coiled together, with a red and round pearl in the dragon's mouth.

"God is hard work. The words were low, and the narrow eyes of the Hades were full of light, taking in the scenery outside the curtain, and the knuckled hands struck the back of the chair one by one, and his eyes touched the little glimmer of light outside the temple door, and the movements in his hands stopped.

"Why did you say the key was stolen back then?" muttered the Hades King in a low voice, and the Elder Divine heard it clearly outside the temple, and his body stiffened in place.

Hades coughed violently, slumped in his chair and looked at the gilded mural on his right, as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to cough out or swallow.

He has sat in this position for too long, and he has not lived a day in peace, there are too many things to watch out for, too many to worry about, and too few to trust.

My father often said that he was the smartest and the most stubborn.

It's not easy to be in this position. Father often sighed, his temples became gray, and he witnessed his father gradually withering for this position and for the underworld.

He remembered that the sunset was purple and dark that day, and the sky was dotted with spots like fish scales embedded in the sky.

The father returned with blood, and the banner of victory was planted on the main hall, but he fell forever.

The two of them sat together on the steps, and he touched his head to protect the underworld.

The Immortal took a heavy breath, in all fairness, did he protect it?

He was in a high position, climbed too high and looked down to realize that he was the only one, in order to be a good king, he learned to only know the pros and cons, and then what?

Then the underworld became like this in his hands.

The so-called cause and effect, burying the Tianming stone, laying out the formation, and killing too many people, is the cause. Rong Ma has been in a lifetime, and he has exhausted his energy and gained nothing, which is the fruit.

This life is even more futile.

The candles in the temple were all extinguished, the elder withdrew, and the whole room was silent, and he sat alone in the darkness, striking the back of his chair with every blow.