Li Ranhuan likes to deceive people, but he never tells lies. Therefore, regarding the issue of Ye Xiaodie's identity, whether it is Hua Jieyu or Wu Xiyou, the two of them are suspicious.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and Hua Jieyu and the others naturally won't keep an eye on the movements of the Netherx, but sending people to pay attention to the movements of the Netherx at all times is tacitly understood by everyone.

This also makes Nezha very depressed, such as things like windproof whistles, other people's families are all small minions doing it, but there are only three people on his side, Yang Jian doesn't care, Li Greedhuan also has a dispensable attitude, only Nezha, who is extremely curious, and wants to see if the lord of the hometown with great luck can really always turn danger into a disaster.

At the beginning of the period, everyone almost didn't have hope for Ye Xiaodi, but as someone found Ye Xiaodi's clothes lying on the Netherworld, the underworld began to boil. Then one after another, there were people who watched the excitement being swept into the Styx River by the demon wind and monsters, which made the people in the underworld even more curious, and finally Yang Jian, who couldn't help but come to see it a few times.

With the ordinariness of the number of appearances of the monster in the demon wind, Nezha gradually outlined its appearance completely......

In the waterhole under the Styx, Ye Xiaodi meditated cross-legged, and Mo Xue made a splash, and also woke up the meditating Ye Xiaodi.

"I'm going to have a full meal again, this is the algae I brought back for you! I don't understand, why don't you eat human flesh, how delicious it is. ”

Mo Xue chewed its delicacy carefully, looking at the seaweed-filled Ye Xiaodi, and the nine faces were puzzled.

For a year, Ye Xiaodi was still reluctant to eat meat, and Mo Xue was very worried, if it continued like this, the algae in the Netherworld River would be eaten clean by Ye Xiaodie.

Ye Xiaodi smiled and ignored Mo Xue, he also tried to convince himself, but whether it was the demon or the person brought back by Mo Xue, Ye Xiaodi couldn't open his mouth when he saw their appearance. Simply, it's good to eat seaweed.

His ears were full of words like "Ye Xiaodie, you are despicable and shameless, Ye Xiaodie, you must not die well", Ye Xiaodie just laughed, after all, it was not him who was going to be eaten by Mo Xue, but these people who cursed him.

"Storing this food should be enough, right? In the future, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to get food!"

Ye Xiaodi looked at his dwindling clothes and said with some distress.

Every stitch and thread on his body was sewn by Shi Niang herself, but in order to survive, Ye Xiaodi had to do what he was most unwilling to do.

"Enough is enough, if I save a little bit, it will be enough for me to eat for another year!"

Mo Xue looked at the delicacies that were bred in captivity and smiled very happily.

In this year's time, Mo Xue almost forgot the feeling of hunger, although she couldn't let go of her stomach to eat, but her current life made Mo Xue very satisfied.

Ye Xiaodi closed his eyes and continued to meditate, Ye Xiaodi was no longer surprised by such things as demons eating people, people eating demons, and finally being eaten by Mo Xue, he just wanted to recover quickly, and then find another way, the way to restore himself to the peak.

Ye Xiaodi thought about it for a year, but he didn't think of it.

"Since the first two times, you haven't asked me about the Fudo Ming Sutra again, are you really not curious?"

Mo Xue was lying beside Ye Xiaosaucer, with nine heads and eighteen eyes constantly looking at Ye Xiaodie.

"Shi Niang often says that things are only three, I asked you twice, but you didn't say, and you don't need to ask again this third time. ”

Ye Xiaodi lowered his head and wanted to laugh, but the look on his face was more ugly than crying.

Mo Xue smacked her lips, feeling that Ye Xiaodi was a little boring, she just didn't tell him about the old man's exercises, and now that she mentioned it, this kid actually cried.

"The old man didn't leave much work at the beginning, I read some of the words on the wall when I was a child, but then I grew up and smashed the stone wall, and the words left by the old man were gone. ”

Looking at Ye Xiaodie's current appearance, Mo Xue only felt bored, after a year of getting along, Ye Xiaodi was at least a person who could talk in Mo Xue's heart, so what he wanted to know, Mo Xue didn't mind letting him know.

"What did the old man write at the beginning?"

Ye Xiaodi looked at Mo Xue with some expectations.

"I don't know what the old man wrote, I recognize his ghost drawings, but the old man said that they were words!"

Mo Xue's natural tone made Ye Xiaodi unacceptable, but thinking of Mo Xue's claws the size of his face, even if there was a lot of resentment in his heart, Ye Xiaodi could only choose to be patient, and it took a year to recover from his previous injuries.

"But when I was very young, I heard the old man say that he would not leave any exercises, and the path of future generations should not be involved in the predecessors. ”

Mo Xue was lying on the ground, compared to usual, the tone of its speech at this time was much better, but Ye Xiaodi was more willing to believe that Mo Xue's tone at this time was losing his appetite, or, after eating and closing, this guy just wanted to sleep.

However, Ye Xiaodi still agreed with what the Hades King said, which was exactly the same as what Uncle Taishi taught him.

"Did the old man say anything else?"

Ye Xiaodi asked tentatively.

"When you become the Emperor of the Underworld, your exercises will be called the Fudo Ming King Sutra! This is what the old man said!"

Mo Xue said impatiently, and at the same time rewarded Ye Xiaodi with eighteen big eyes.

After speaking, Mo Xue no longer planned to take care of Ye Xiaodi, and after a full meal, she was indeed a little tired.

Mo Xue really looks up to herself! Ye Xiaodi smiled bitterly, and didn't bother Mo Xue who was sleeping. Then looking at the place where his wrist had been scarred, Ye Xiaodi fell into a slump longer than the meditation time as usual. It wasn't until after a while that Ye Xiaodi's expression recovered, and then he held his breath and concentrated, and a short cyan sword qi appeared in front of him.

After the loss, what to repeat is cultivation, Ye Xiaodi used to have nothing, and now he is naturally not afraid of being poor and white.

The cyan sword qi was still beating in front of Ye Xiaodie, sitting in the middle of the pool, Ye Xiaodie looked up at the sky, thinking that one day, he would have to fight again, the Emperor of Donghua who did not succeed, he had to kill again, and Ye Xiu, starting from himself, would naturally end up by himself.

"Ye Xiaodie, if one day you can really help me find a way to resist the catastrophe, not only will I not eat you, but I also want to take you to the sky, let's report to the old man...... Hatred!"

The snoring of Mo Xue beside him was deafening, and Ye Xiaodi looked at it sleeping, wondering if it was talking in a dream.