Looking at that jade pendant, Gu Qingci felt very deeply in his heart.

He has always felt that the battle in the rivers and lakes more than 30 years ago was a bit anticlimactic, and it was clear that Mr. Wufeng had already taken action personally, and it was clear that most of the decent factions in the world had swept away, and the seven sects and eight factions had paid such a big price, but as a result, the underworld could still exist in the world.

In the past thirty years, the underworld has been in the black domain, and it has not been found by the seven sects and eight factions, but it has been restored in such a short period of time, and it can deal with the seven sects and eight factions head-on.

Now, everything can be explained.

The imperial court played the role of the mastermind here, and Mr. Wufeng was covering head-on, and all this was a matter of course.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingci couldn't help but sigh, he was still too young, no wonder Emperor Xia had so much confidence that Xingtian Mansion was located in the Black Domain, this Underground Mansion was his secret hand, and it was not a very troublesome thing for Xingtian Mansion to sit firmly in the Black Domain.

Suddenly, Gu Qingci frowned and asked, "King Jizo, if I guessed correctly, the King of Jizo who was suppressed by Mr. Wufeng thirty years ago should not be you!"

"It's really not me, that's my master," King Jizo paused for a moment and said: "Since I have already made my identity clear, I will tell you directly, back then, Mr. Wufeng injured the previous King of Jizo but did not kill me, just to arrange for me to enter the underworld, I have been a person on this side of the court from beginning to end, and I have been in the underworld for so many years, and it is also for this war of righteousness and demons!"

Gu Qingci nodded, understanding that this was Mr. Wuji's arrangement, thirty years ago, this Jizo King should still be a young man, and today's Xia Huang is also a young man, and the only ones who are really qualified to lay out are the first emperor and Mr. Wuji, for this hundred-year catastrophe.

This battle of righteousness and demons seems to be not as simple as he thought before, Gu Qingci has always thought that this battle of righteousness and demons is just a drama in which the demon Dao announced its reappearance, and the righteous path martial arts cooperated with each other in order to consolidate their fame before the catastrophe. Now it seems that this righteous path may be going to suffer a big loss, and the King of Jizo is preparing for the righteous demon war to weaken the martial arts power for the imperial court, and by the way, he will pit a family!

Obviously, no matter which side wins the battle between the righteous and the devil, it will be a miserable victory, and it will be the imperial court that will benefit!

Gu Qingci asked again: "King Dizang, I still don't know something, what is the relationship between you and the imperial court, why do Emperor Xia and Mr. Wufeng trust you so much?"

Being able to worship the former King of Jizo as a teacher in the underworld, and take over as the king of Jizo, it can be said that the Difu is as kind to the current king of Jizo as a mountain, and he will compare his heart to his heart, if Gu Qingci stands in the perspective of Emperor Xia, he will definitely not rest assured that this king of Jizo!

There was a smile in the corner of the eyes of the King of Jizo under the mask, and he raised the waist knife on his waist and said: "I still remember the first time you saw me, you asked me where this knife came from, I said that it was the first knife when I was young, but in fact, I didn't finish speaking, this is the knife given by my master before entering the underworld, and this coarse cloth rope is also tied by my master's father, and I am the last descendant of my master......

As he spoke, King Jizo seemed to recall something, and there was some sadness in his eyes, and said: "Master told me that because of his poor thoughts, his master was gone, and he accepted me in the hope that I could have a legacy for my master, but unfortunately, I was not able to fulfill his old man's wish...... Well, speaking of which, my master, you may have heard of him, he is the overlord sword known as the world's first knife in the world!"

Gu Qingci trembled, slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of different emotions, staring at the King of Jizo, and the hand holding the Dao Sword involuntarily squeezed very tightly.

The King of Jizo, who was falling into sentimentality, felt a hint of strangeness, looked at Gu Qingci, and said suspiciously, "Master Gu, is there any problem?"

"Nope!"

Gu Qingci's tone was very cold, and he said: "King Jizo, I understand what you want to say, the two of us don't have to act to fight, this is a battle between the demons, I, Gu Qing, can't resign, no one dares to gossip, if you don't have anything else, I'll leave first." ”

The King of Jizo looked at Gu Qingci in surprise, and he didn't know why Gu Qingci suddenly changed his face, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, he just watched Gu Qingci go out.

Out of the room, Gu Qingci suddenly glanced back at the King of Jizo, the black robe was particularly conspicuous, and the waist knife was so familiar!

"Scholar, you're out. Mo Lanying didn't know where to run over, put one hand on Gu Qingci's shoulder, and said, "Let's go, let's go drink!"

Gu Qingci nodded, and followed Mo Lanying.

Mo Lanying's alcohol consumption is not good, and after drinking a glass of barley wine, a flush appeared on her face, but this is naturally because she is unwilling to use her strength to exude the sense of wine, although this barley wine is a well-known wine, but it will not get a martial arts master drunk in a few glasses.

It was precisely because of this that even Gu Qingci was slightly drunk.

There was no one else in the restaurant, and the surroundings were quiet after all, Mo Lanying leaned against the window, held a wine jug, poured a sip of wine, turned around to Gu Qingci, and said with a smile: "Scholar, you say, why are you not a real scholar, if you were a real scholar in that tavern, would you really be kidnapped by me to be an aunt in Meng Pozhuang." ”

Gu Qingci smiled and shook his head, he hadn't drunk for a long time, when he first came to this world, he was full of martial arts, longing for the rivers and lakes, and felt that the people in the rivers and lakes didn't like to drink, so he liked to drink, but he didn't remember when it started, he liked to drink tea, and he didn't drink anymore!

Today, I suddenly drank again, for a while, I still had a lot of thoughts, I also picked up the wine jar, poured a sip, and said with a smile: "In this life, many things are unpredictable, sometimes a choice is another life, if I didn't expose my martial arts at the beginning, and followed you to Meng Pozhuang, maybe now, there will be no peerless son, and there will be no sword immortal." ”

"Yes," Mo Lanying said a little dejectedly: "Choice, always choose for people who don't know the result, such a life is meaningful, but if you know the ending from beginning to end, you can't change it, you say, how helpless does this have to be?"

Gu Qingci frowned, and said with some surprise: "You haven't done it yet, how can you know the ending?"

Mo Lanying suddenly leaned into Gu Qingci's ear and said, "If I say, I say if," Mo Lanying swallowed her saliva and continued: "If, let me tell you, I see a corner of the future, I see that you should have been a great Confucian, you should have carried a sword instead of a sword, and you would still die in the Northern Desert Frontier, do you believe it or not?"

Gu Qingci was stunned for a moment, and said two words that made Mo Lanying stunned:

"I believe it!"