Underworld Pass

Ye Fan turned his head away, he didn't need to worry about the battle here.

They were just a group of outer disciples, not inner disciples, so the possibility that these guys could cause harm to the army of the underworld was extremely slim.

Therefore, a battle is over before Ye Fan finishes smoking a cigarette.

"Your Highness, do you want to go down and have a look?"

Seeing that the corpses in that place had been restored by Liuhe, Qingming sent them to the underworld with a smile on his face. He thought they were used by Uncle Ying to refine some low-level miner zombies. Then he walked up to Ye Fan, whispered, and said, "I think there should be quite a few treasures down there."

Ye Fan, who didn't intend to go down at first, couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and said: "Oh, you mean, people can still live under this lake?"

"Of course, after all, no matter what you say here, it is also the outer sect of the Qing Cang Sect. There were nearly three hundred disciples just now. I think, Your Highness, you should have received more than 30 good and evil points."

Seimei chuckled.

Ye Fan rubbed his nose involuntarily. Just now, the system beep came out almost with a bang. He didn't even hear what was going on, and the system beep ended.

After all, these guys ended the battle so fast that even the stupid system couldn't keep up with the speed.

"Then I have to go down and have a look."

Ye Fan looked at the bottom of the lake strangely, and asked in surprise, "How do I get down?"

Uncle Ying, who had already thrown the last Qing Cang Sect disciple into the underworld, squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and said, "Your Highness, in fact, this is just a mountain-moving technique using Qimen Dunjia. I'll break it down and show you!"

Ye Fan nodded and stood on one side, but Qingming stared at Uncle Ying's technique carefully, his eyes were bright.

After Ye Fan gave Qingming a strange look, he nodded and thought of a legend.

According to rumors, whether it is ninjutsu or some yin and yang arts in the island country, it is said that they are all born out of Qimen Dunjia in ancient China.

And Qimen Dunjia, among the many spells circulated in China, belongs to the bottom layer, so it can't be considered very advanced.

Those that are really profound are Taoism and the immortality mentioned by Tang Sheng.

It's a pity that Ye Fan doesn't know what is Taoism and what is immortality. Anyway, he has transformation, and he is too lazy to practice these things. He is too tired. If he has that time, he might as well find a chick to chat about life and the future.

"break!"

I only saw the robes on Uncle Ying's body fluttering, and an invisible force suddenly rushed to the lake in front of him.

There was no wind, and ripples began to spread rapidly on the lake surface, as if there were stormy waves about to appear, Ye Fan also stared at the past with wide-eyed eyes.

Not long after, he was only surprised to see that at the end of the lake, there was a ladder connecting to the bottom of the water, and under the bottom of the water, there appeared a mountain gate.

"Your Highness, please!"

Uncle Ying cupped his hands at Ye Fan with some complacency, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and said, "No, just go on like this? Are you sure!"

Ye Fan saw that Uncle Ying was full of confidence, so he no longer doubted it, but he was still a little uneasy. It was the first time he encountered such a magical scene, so he was naturally curious.

Ye Fan took the lead, and jumped onto the stairs reflected on the water surface. Just as he stepped on it, Ye Fan couldn't help being surprised, and said: "Oh, it's true, it's really a stone staircase!"

What's more, what made Ye Fan even more incredible was that his shoes and trouser legs were already standing in the water, but they were not stained with any water stains. This is what makes people puzzled.

With a curious attitude, Ye Fan just walked down the stairs like this. It seemed to be going down, but judging from the reflection, Ye Fan felt that he was going up the mountain.

He could even see his own figure stopping to observe something in the reflection on one side.

The stairs are not particularly long, about [-] steps. At this time, Ye Fan's figure has disappeared on the lake surface. Looking at the reflection of the lake surface, a hundred ghosts are walking behind Ye Fan.

The twelve gods will be in a circle, guarding their king, each standing at a specific location, surrounding the lake, and guarding against all incoming enemies!
"Qing Cang—the outer door!"

Looking at the ancient plaque hanging on the stone gate in front of him, Ye Fan muttered in surprise, "Sure enough, the world is so big that there are no surprises."

"Ah, mine are brothers!"

Before Ye Fan and others walked into the gate, they only saw one er——person?Demon?ghost?He was a guy of some kind, standing there as skinny as a stick, but upon closer inspection, he was indeed a person, but, this is too miserable.

"All dead."

Ye Fan couldn't help spreading his hands and said, "Who are you?"

"Deng Lanchi."

This skinny guy, who looked like he was in his early twenties, smiled embarrassingly.

Damn, he said his brothers are all dead, isn't this guy nervous?

Him, he laughed!

Ye Fan, who was immediately interested in Deng Lanchi, said in surprise: "No, those senior brothers of yours are all dead, do you understand what I mean, they are all dead, and you are the only one left."

Deng Lanchi nodded desperately, and said, "Yes, I understand."

"Then you are not afraid, are you not afraid that we will kill you?"

Ye Fan looked at him strangely, did this guy have a hole in his head?

"Scared."

"Afraid that you will behave like this?"

"But is it useful? You can't kill me."

Speaking of this, Deng Lanchi couldn't help but sigh slightly, with a melancholy expression on his face.

"Can't kill you?"

Ye Fan said in surprise: "How is it possible!"

Before Ye Fan gave an order, Gou Chen had already lightly arrived behind the scrawny Deng Lanchi, and the sharp dagger even cut Deng Lanchi's neck, but in the next second, even Gou Chen was in Sparta.

Deng Lanchi's neck was cut open, but strangely, no blood flowed out, and then he returned to its original state at an extreme speed.

"Beauty, you can't kill me."

Deng Lanchi turned his head sideways, glanced at Gou Chen, smiled helplessly, and said, "Actually, I really want to die, but, maybe it's because of my experience, I really can't die even if I want to, huh—"

As he spoke, Deng Lanchi, who was skinny and clad in a shabby robe, couldn't help squatting on the ground with tears in his eyes, and the tears fell down even more.

"Why do you say that?"

Ye Fan looked at the weird Deng Lanchi in surprise, and became curious for a while, waved his hand, and let Qingming and others go to hunt for treasure, and he handed Deng Lanchi a cigarette, but what Ye Fan couldn't believe was that the cigarette was almost snatched by Deng Lanchi.

"fire Fire--"

ha?
Could it be that he is still an addict! ?

Ye Fan was surprised, lit the fire for him, and the guy took a deep breath, and said: "I was born in the late Qing Dynasty, and my hometown is Daoqing. There was a famine that year. My parents gave birth to me less than three months ago, and they were taken away by the famine. Pity me for a three-month-old baby who can't do anything except breastfeeding. Don't you think so?"

"Er—appears, yes."

"Fortunately, there was an aunt in the neighboring village who had no children, so she adopted me. But within two days, aunt's village was also ransacked by bandits. As for me, I was taken to the mountain by those bandits."

"What happened next?"

"You don't know, in that year, there were people who cannibalize people. Looking at my skin and tender flesh, the bandits wanted to steam me and eat me. Unfortunately, before I was cleared for nothing, the bandit suppression team came. After that, I was adopted by a female military doctor in the army."

"You're lucky, it's not miserable at all."

"you listen to me."

"Oh."

"What brand is this cigarette? It smells good. Come and bring me some next time."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

"The female military doctor is really beautiful. She has a good figure and a protruding back. She finally found goat milk to nurse me back to life. After that, I lived with her. Unfortunately, when I was less than one year old and just able to walk, the beautiful military doctor was given to him by the head of the beast. People were very feudal at that time, so, oh—"

"What's wrong?"

"Hanged."

"Fuck, that regiment leader deserves to be killed!"

"Who says no, I want to kill too. Unfortunately, I was only one year old. The female military doctor died, and I was weaned. But at that time, the army had to face it. They raised me until I was more than seven years old, and then threw me on the street, leaving me to fend for myself."

Ye Fan couldn't bear to disturb him, and let him talk. Seeing that his cigarette was gone, he handed over another one consciously. He always felt that this guy's secret seemed to be revealed soon.

"During those years, I went to the streets to beg every day, and the food I could possibly get was too little, but fortunately, a thief boss adopted me and taught me all kinds of petty theft tricks. That is high technology, much more than the art of robbery."

"-.-#"

"It was also because of this skill that I was 12 years old. That was the year I met him!"

"That him? Not her!?"

"Don't interrupt!"

"Oh, okay, you go on."

"He is really handsome and foreign-looking. Although he is a foreigner, he treated me very well after hearing what happened to me."

"How do you know him?"

"Of course he was caught stealing his things, so it's so simple?"

Ye Fan's face was full of sweat, this guy, put his nose on his face, but Ye Fan also wanted to know what that foreigner was, otherwise, why didn't Deng Lanchi, who had his throat cut open just now, not have a drop of blood?

"He was really nice to me. He gave me food and drink, gave me clothes to wear, taught me etiquette, and took me to see big scenes. At that time, I felt like a prince!"

"It's just, just, I never thought of it. In fact, at the beginning, what he valued was not my person at all, but my experience, my life experience."

"Actually, I was wrong at the beginning. What he cared about was my body. Hey, what look in your eyes is not what you think. I am not a broken arm."

"I didn't mean that, it was your own imagination."

Ye Fan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and said, "Brother, can you explain it once, I'm tired of listening, what the hell is that guy?"

"Prince!"

Deng Lanchi's face drooped, and he said, "He wants to occupy my body and exchange blood with me."