On a rainy night, suddenly there was a strange sound of music, a whistle that seemed to hook the soul, and a special smell faintly appeared in the air, and suddenly the smoke was hazy, and everything seemed to be quiet.

The streets that were preparing for the big battle suddenly fell into silence, as if entering a relatively static space, and lost all movement in an instant. It turned into a static dead thing, and the sword or knife that flew away from the handle in his hand was strangely suspended in the air.

A drop of rain fell, and then crackled and all fell, and the still space moved, and the strange music was still ringing, getting closer and closer, and everyone looked over, and in the haze, a team of people and horses crossed from the broken bridge, and there was a sedan chair, blood red, which was particularly prominent in the rainy night.

The group of men and horses walked very slowly, but in the blink of an eye, they advanced a lot, as if they had shrunk into inches, and when they entered, there was a very terrifying scene, which was actually a team of headless Yin soldiers walking slowly in the rain.

The leader is the bull head and horse noodles!

Ten thousand drops of spring rain fell, everything was still, only the sedan chair passed directly, without any obstruction, directly through the bodies of so many warriors present, and after passing, those warriors directly turned into a pile of blood.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Elder Chen San suddenly let out a frightened roar and said, "This is someone from the underworld, retreat quickly!"

Difu, an unfamiliar but shadow-like name, suddenly shrouded everyone's hearts, everyone fled in a hurry, only to escape, no one rose the courage to face it, even the alcoholic Liu Yiqing involuntarily took a few steps back.

There are not many people from the underworld, but there are only more than ten people, but hundreds of thousands of warriors are scared to flee for their lives, however, those people in the underworld don't even pause.

Until, the sedan chair arrived in front of Mo Lanying.

Mo Lanying showed a smile and said, "Cui Fujun, you're a little late!"

A dull male voice came from the blood-red sedan chair: "It's not too late, it's not too late, it's just right, Meng Po, it's time to go back to the underworld." ”

Mo Lanying nodded, suddenly looked at Gu Qingci, smiled faintly, and said, "Scholar, you are an interesting person, I will remember you, and you must also remember me, I am Meng Po of the underworld!"

Gu Qingci stood in the rain, holding his sword and arching his hand: "Okay, Meng Po, I will remember!"

"Holy Maiden!"

Elder Xiang was suddenly a little overwhelmed, and as he saw Mo Lanying preparing to leave, he hurriedly shouted, "You...... You ......"

Mo Lanying stopped, looked at Elder Xiang, and said, "Let's go together, from now on, there will be no Yin Mountain Sect in the world, only Meng Pozhuang!"

Elder Xiang was shocked, suddenly knelt on the ground, and knocked his head on the ground hard, and immediately the blood flowed out mixed with the stagnant water, his face was full of blood, raised his head, and said with a crying voice: "Holy Maiden, no, the inheritance of the Yinshan Sect cannot be broken, this is ......"

"Okay!" Mo Lanying sighed and said, "Elder Xiang, the end of the Yinshan Sect is fate, I have tried my best, but the red dust is rolling and the manpower is limited, so let's end it, at least, you can still keep some of the Yinshan Sect inheritance, and if you have to insist, in the end, it will eventually be wiped out!"

Xiang Elder shook his head and said earnestly: "Holy Maiden, we have a life, how do you know that we can't hold it? There are still people in our Yinshan Sect, and there are no dead ......."

"No," Mo Lanying said: "The Yinshan Sect should have been destroyed in Jizhou, this is the general trend of the Heavenly Dao that is destined to be changed at all, let's go!"

Elder Xiang couldn't, so he had to take someone to follow, and when he left, he looked at Gu Qingci and arched his hand: "Gu Gongzi, what the old man promised you, I will definitely do it, after you enter Beijing, contact me at any time!"

Gu Qingci shook a blood-red bead in his hand, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Seeing that the people of the underworld were about to disappear into the night rain, Liu Yiqing suddenly shouted: "Meng Po, you said that there will be no Yin Mountain Sect from now on, so is our feud over a hundred!"

"Of course!"

............

As soon as the underworld appeared, the Chen family and the warriors of Tingyun Villa only cared about fleeing, and now, on the huge street, except for the chaotic tavern, only Gu Qingci and Liu Yiqing stood in the rain.

Gu Qingci was holding a blood bead in his hand, which was the Corpse King's Life Bead.

Everyone in the world knows that the Yinshan Sect refines the corpse, relying on the use of essence blood to control the corpse to become a puppet, and the biggest drawback is the life bead, as long as the life bead is broken, the puppet will be considered invalid.

And this life bead in Gu Qingci's hand is the lifeblood of the Yinshan Sect, the symbol of inheritance, and the confidence, the life bead of the corpse king, the life bead that controls the survival of the Yinshan Sect.

Thirty years ago, the Yinshan Sect collapsed, and the Corpse King was asleep, and after so many years of repair, it could not be restored, but that was the guarantee of the corpse qi of the Yinshan Sect, as long as the Corpse King was there, they would be able to refine the puppet without restrictions.

Gu Qingci's reward for making a move was not the corpse king, but the price of the Yinshan Sect's all-out help to help him once, which was also the price he negotiated with the Yinshan Sect before making a move, and at that time, when the elder Xiang was desperate, he had no choice but to believe in Gu Qingci and gamble.

He made the right bet to the elder, but he also lost!

No one expected that the Holy Maiden of the Yinshan Sect would be the Meng Po of the Difu, let alone that the Difu would reappear in the world again, and the biggest turning point was that the Holy Maiden of the Yinshan Sect actually gave up restoring the Yinshan Sect by herself, and declared that there was no Yinshan Sect in the world.

This also made Gu Qingci a little helpless, his original plan at the beginning was to make a deal with the Yinshan Sect, and then reach a cooperation with the Yinshan Sect, but he didn't expect this holy woman with a missing tendon in the sack to do things so whimsically.

"Big ...... Big brother," Liu Yiqing suddenly walked over, patted Gu Qingci's shoulder, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and sighed: "Big brother, do you also think that Meng Po is a very good girl?"

Gu Qingci glanced at Liu Yiqing and said, "If you like it, chase it!"

Liu Yiqing sighed: "This is the underworld Meng Po, how can I chase this identity...... It's just that this underworld is actually back out of the rivers and lakes, and now it's over, the rivers and lakes are going to be chaotic, chaotic......"

Liu Yiqing is a real rotten drunkard, he has been drinking all the time, Gu Qingci looked a little puzzled, and he didn't know how much wine he had in this gourd.

"Eh, big brother, you wait for me, don't go, you have to go to Tianshan with me, if you don't go, how can I go home, eh...... Big brother, you can give me a word, it's really not good, you teach me to practice swords, so that I can beat Qin Keqing......"

With the wind and rain of the night, the backs of Gu Qingci and Liu Yiqing gradually disappeared, and a thin old man slowly fell from a big tree in the distance, with a waist knife hanging from his waist, smiling but frowning, and muttering: "The underworld actually came out again, this generation of Meng Po is actually a book flipper, interesting, alas, this kid is afraid that it will not be peaceful to go to the capital......"