The gloomy and eerie underworld seemed to be a little brighter because of the appearance of these golden lights.

Although the souls of the two people flowed through the turbulence of time and space for several times, for them it was just a blink of an eye.

When Chu Beihe saw that Jiang Xuxu was fine, his eyes were obviously relieved.

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Xuxu shook his head, "What about you?"

Chu Beihe was naturally fine too.

Yi Zan listened silently, but couldn't help interrupting, "If you have anything to say, you can talk slowly after you go back."

Is the underworld a good place where one can express one’s true feelings to another?

The atmosphere is clearly wrong.

Yi Zan didn't think there was anything wrong with interrupting the young couple's long-awaited greetings. After saying that, he turned around and led his men to where the Fusang branch was.

Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe looked at each other and followed without saying a word.

Yi Zan led the way in front, and because there was a pass from the underworld to clear the way, all the ghost officials passing by simply gave way.

Jiang Xuxu watched Yi Zan taking them for a leisurely stroll as if they were strolling in his own yard, passing by the Wangxiang Terrace and walking along the Huangquan Road lined with red spider lilies.

If Jiang Xuxu was not certain that the person in front of him was Yi Zan whom they knew, he would have suspected that Yi Zan was deliberately taking them on a journey of reincarnation to send them directly to reincarnation.

I couldn't help but feel curious again, what is the relationship between Yi Zan and the underworld?

If you want to talk about familiarity, it can't be that Yi Zhan has established a cooperative relationship with the underworld hundreds of years ago?

Yi Zan had no intention of explaining, and quickly took the two of them to the edge of the Wangchuan River.

He didn't intentionally take the two of them to "visit" the underworld, but this was the only way to get to the Fuso branch.

He was eager to send the person to the place as soon as possible. After all, he didn't want to stay in the underworld for too long, or else some nosy King of Hell would smell the smell and come over.

Maybe what you fear will come true.

Yi Zan and his two companions had just arrived at the bank of the Wangchuan River when they saw a solitary boat on the shore from afar. On the bow of the boat, there was an ancient green lamp, which faintly illuminated the shadow of the Wangchuan River.

However, what made the three of them stop for a moment was not the lone boat on the shore, but the tall figure standing on the shore at this moment.

The familiar black ancient costume exudes a terrifying aura and a ghostly aura.

It turned out to be the King of Hell who had once trapped Jiang Xuxu in another ghost market.

Jiang Xuxu didn't think that the King of Hell was standing here on purpose to see the scenery of the Wangchuan River, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards Yi Zan.

I always feel that this person is coming for Yi Zan again.

Sure enough, the King of Hell turned around and saw the person coming. He was not surprised at all. It seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time. His cold eyebrows were dim and indifferent.

"Come on board, I'll take you there."

It is impossible that Yi Zan deliberately asked the King of Hell to lead the way. It is obvious that he knew their purpose and came here in person.

When Yi Zan heard him speak, he didn't hesitate and walked straight forward. He passed by the other party and got on the boat.

The small boat can only accommodate four people at most.

Yi Zhan took Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe and sat down on the boat, then looked up at the King of Hell who was the last to board.

"You row the boat."

The King of Hell said nothing, but quietly picked up the oar, inserted the oar into the River of Oblivion, and pushed gently, and the boat slowly moved into the River of Oblivion.

The four people on the boat were not talkative people. No one spoke a word, and there was no sound of flowing water in the Forgotten River. The atmosphere was so quiet that it was a little eerie.

Fortunately, this strange atmosphere was finally broken when the King of Hell rowed the boat to the place where the Fusang branch was located deep in the Wangchuan River.

Before my eyes, in the middle of the vast Wangchuan River, there was a huge tree that seemed to connect to the underworld.

Yizhan said, "This is the Fusang branch of the underworld."

Jiang Xuxu was a little surprised. As Yi Zan said, all there was in the underworld was a piece of Fusang branch, if the big tree in front of him was just a branch.

How big would the real hibiscus tree be?

Without giving her extra time to be curious, Yizhan stepped directly onto the root of the hibiscus tree that emerged from the river, and turned his head to signal the King of Hell.

"The person has been delivered. You can go back now."

If you don’t know, you might think that the King of Hell works for him.

The King of Hell was not annoyed by this. He stared at Yi Zan's back for a few seconds before looking at Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe. His voice was deep and solemn.

"I will send you back this time, and the karma between you should be resolved from now on. The old hatred will end in Wangchuan today."

Jiang Xuxu still didn't understand what cause and effect he was talking about, but Yi Zhan over there seemed to be angry for a rare time. He raised his hand and swung a long whip wrapped in ghost fire towards the King of Hell.

"My business has nothing to do with you!"

The King of Hell raised his hand and easily took his long whip, allowing the ghost fire on the whip to burn his palm.

Even so, his expression did not change at all, but instead he felt a little emotional.

It's a pity that a person who was once so powerful, after thousands of years of reincarnation and exile, now only has this little power left.

I feel regretful, but I also hope that he can end this endless cycle of reincarnation.

"If you feel guilty, you might as well sincerely repent to them in front of the Fusang branches."

Yi Zan's eyebrows became even colder, and there was no trace of shrewdness and laziness in his fox eyes anymore, but he never spoke a word, nor did he look at the other two people.

As the parties involved, Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe vaguely understood from Yan Wang that there was indeed a connection between them and Yi Zan, and doubts arose in their hearts.

Yi Zan's identity remains a mystery. Jiang Xuxu can never see through his fate, let alone any causal connection between them.

Although she was curious in the past, she never asked. But now that Yan Wang said that it was related to her and Chu Beihe, Jiang Xuxu also wanted to get it clear with him.

So he looked at Yizhan and called him,

"Yizhan."

He didn't ask much, but the meaning was clear.

Yi Zan lowered his eyes but still pursed his lips and remained silent.

Chu Beihe seemed to have sensed something, so he simply looked at the King of Hell and asked him, "Who is he?"

Hearing this, the King of Hell saw that Yi Zan did not move, nor did he intend to stop him. He sighed and spoke in a deep voice,

"He is the former King of Hell."

The King of Hell said,

"Six thousand years ago, the previous King of Hell was ordered to give up his position as King of Hell because he failed to manage the underworld properly. He was exiled and suffered the pain of reincarnation for a thousand years."

Jiang Xuxu's eyes trembled. He didn't expect to hear such an answer.

"Six thousand years ago..."

She murmured softly, seeming to have some guesses in her mind.

The timing was so coincidental that she couldn't help but make some associations.

If Yi Zan was the King of Hell six thousand years ago in his previous life, then the cause and effect between him and them, rather than being with her and Chu Beihe, is more like... with their previous lives.

The green reeds and the reeds?

Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe both vaguely guessed something.

It seemed that the most difficult beginning had been taken care of by him, and Yi Zan also gave up on keeping silent.

There seemed to be a silent sigh above the Forgotten River.

Yi Zhan withdrew his hand, and the long whip in his hand instantly turned into green smoke and dissipated. Then he turned around and finally faced Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe.

The fox's eyes, which were always so attractive, now had an unprecedented solemnity.

He looked at them, and seemed to be looking through them at other people.

After a long while, he spoke slowly,

"My sins are caused by misfortune."

Six thousand years ago, when he was still the King of Hell, he let go of 100,000 evil thoughts suppressed at the bottom of the underworld due to negligence.

He says,

"The Tianyuan disaster that caused the destruction of Cang Lu and Jian Jia's souls and the suffering of all living beings on earth... was all caused by me."

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