The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

The gentle and sweet voice came out from the mouths of the two Shui Mo sisters at the same time, making Murong Chuan take two steps back involuntarily.

It's not because they are too scary, but because their voices are the same as before, but everyone can feel that they are no longer them.

The same tone, the same tone, and even the same expression, but it gives people endless strangeness.

"Why, Murong Chuan, who dominates the situation in the tomb of the Purple Emperor and plays with all the forces in the applause, is sometimes afraid?
In other words, your wisdom is limited to this, and you will not be able to see through it at a deeper level. "

The two sisters spoke at the same time again, that machine-like coherence exuded a terrifying coldness.

"Ugh, you think highly of me, I'm just a bastard, how dare I dominate the world.

However, you are right about one thing. My intelligence is just that. It is just luck to be able to get to this level. "

Murong Chuan smirked, retreated slowly without a trace, and consciously pulled Shang Yuyao behind him.

It's not like he couldn't see through or guess it, but he saw it too thoroughly, and began to arrange a way out for himself.

"Where can you retreat?" The two sisters smiled at the same time, and then said at the same time:
"This world of mirrors is the Zidi's Treasure Pavilion, and you can only enter by finding the way to the secret realm.

As long as you still want to hunt for treasure, we will meet again. Wouldn't it be better to do things simply. "

What the two sisters said was cloudy and foggy, but Murong Chuan was clear in his heart, and didn't answer the words of the two sisters at all.

What a joke, if these two sisters were as he guessed, they would definitely not be easy to provoke.

Seeing that Murong Chuan was silent, looking serious, but looking for an opportunity to escape, the two sisters lost their patience and said coldly:
"You can escape, but the next time we meet again, we will not die."

Murong Chuan's retreat stopped abruptly, and then he put on a contemptuous smile and said, "Senior, senior, we don't bring such things.

Everyone is going out to seek money, there is no need to risk their lives in vain for the sake of emotional disputes.

Besides, there are many treasures in the Zangbao Pavilion, I only need a few, and the rest are given to seniors, so I will honor you as a junior. "

Murong Chuan bit the bullet and said nonsense, but he was thinking in his heart: "You, you are so fucking difficult.

As long as the young master can escape, I will find a place to hide, and wait for others to kill you, then I will continue the treasure hunt. "

"It looks like you guessed my identity, that's why you're planning to run away."

The two sisters spoke indifferently, then turned their heads to stare into the distance together, and said: "If you want to run away, when someone meets me, you can take advantage of it."

"Fuck, you are the roundworm in my stomach, I think you know everything."

Murong Chuan complained wantonly from the bottom of his heart, but the two sisters still said: "Zhong Lingyuxiu is injured, if you want to escape, there is a high chance that they will meet me."

Murong Chuan was shocked, and couldn't help worrying about Zhong Lingyuxiu, but he also keenly grasped the keyword 'I'.

The two sisters are obviously two people, but they say "I" at this moment, so the answer is interesting.

"alright, you win."

Murong Chuan completely recovered his idleness, and shrugged his shoulders at the two sisters, as a guarantee that he would not run away.

"who am I?"

The conversation returned to the original question. The two sisters looked indifferent and persistent, as if this question was very important.

"Hey, since I met Lu Bai, I haven't encountered anything normal."

Murong Chuan complained in a low voice, and then lazily said to the two sisters:

"There are nine quasi-emperors in total, namely Honglan, Chengsha, Huangquan, Luluo, Qingshui, Lanteng, Ziyan, Huimu, and Heiyan.

According to what I know, Honglan belongs to Fengyue, Orange Sha belongs to Zhong Ling, Huangquan belongs to Yuxiu, and Luluo belongs to the person behind me.

Qingshui belongs to Shui Jianji, Lanteng belongs to me, Ziyan belongs to Ziluoyan, Gray Curtain belongs to Liuying, and Heiyan is still dancing in another fragmented world.

Obtaining the inheritance of every quasi-emperor is full of hardships and difficulties, but Zhong Lingyuxiu's inheritance is an accident.

When Liuyan Gathered Soul was resurrected, my master had deliberately reminded a certain quasi-emperor named Huangquan.

At that time, I thought that the ghost-faced death spider was called Huang Quan, but later I learned that the ghost-faced death spider was called Gray Curtain.

This is interesting. The underworld that my master deliberately mentioned has disappeared from everyone. It is unreasonable to think about it.

Now that I meet the seniors, the answer is clear. "

Murong Chuan was not in a hurry, he narrated what he knew, and when he was about to blurt out the answer, he stopped talking.

The two sisters were silent for a moment, and found that Murong Chuan had stopped talking, and asked again: "Who am I?"

It seems that this question is very important, it is related to his future choices and judgments, and it is also related to the fate of Murong Chuan and Shang Yuyao.

It was precisely because Murong Chuan had seen through this point that he did not dare to make a judgment lightly. If the person in front of him was really Huang Quan, then it would be easy.

"Among the nine quasi-emperors, Hong Lan and Qing Shui died early, and Feng Yue and Shui Jianji, as the first daughters of the ancient family, should not be wrong in judging whether the enemy is dead or not.

Zi Luoyan once said that Ziyan was conscious and was wiped out by her.

In other words, except for Cheng Sha and Huang Quan, I have met the other quasi-emperors, and I can completely determine their life and death.

Only Cheng Sha and Huang Quan, the process of meeting them was only dictated by Zhong Lingyuxiu, I can't determine their life or death.

In addition, the master deliberately reminded me how excellent Huang Quan is, so the answer is ready to come out, but I always feel that I am missing something? "

Murong Chuan went through it again, and the list of Emperor Jiuzhun in his mind seemed to have no abnormalities, and he couldn't find anything.

Just when he was about to give up and answer the two sisters' questions, his thoughts fell on Hui Mu.

Gray screen Murong Chuan has indeed seen it, he is still having sex in his stomach, but does he really know his life and death?
Just when the Evil Sect was about to control the Gray Screen, Murong Chuan was affected by Liuyan, so he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the life and death of the Gray Screen.

Later, he came in the Sumeru Two Realm Fan, and he and Liu Ying seized the vitality of Hui Mu's physical body. It is certain that Hui Mu is dead, but it's hard to say about the soul.

From the beginning to the end, Murong Chuan had never seen the soul of Hui Mu.

Besides, Hei Yan, a silly bird who was used as a gun, can live well, and Liu Yan, who is more important, will die?
Murong Chuan's mind immediately became clear, all doubts were easily resolved, and he immediately felt refreshed.

"The younger generation has little talent and learning, so they can guess that the senior is one of the nine Zhun emperors, but they can't guess who it is.

Maybe it's the underworld, maybe it's the gray screen, or maybe it's both. "

Murong Chuan bowed to salute as a junior, but he raised his head, staring at the two sisters with burning eyes, for fear that he would kill him suddenly.

"reason."

The two sisters didn't respond at all, and asked the second question indifferently.

Murong Chuan also let out a long sigh of relief, no matter what, he guessed right, at least there is no need to start a war for the time being, and there is no need to fight to the death.

However, the question of the two sisters was very interesting. She neither admitted that Murong Chuan had guessed right, nor denied that he had guessed wrong, but asked him to explain why.

But guesses are guesses after all, there is no reason to speak.