On the unfortunate days in the underworld

Xiao Changlu took Huiming away from the nineteenth floor of hell. The two looked solemn, without saying a word, and returned to the ground unconsciously with their own thoughts.

Feng Yin had actually been waiting there long ago, although his waiting was a little too grand, a group of ghost messengers stood neatly on both sides of him, some with umbrellas behind him, some with trays in front, and some with fans in the middle , if it wasn't for the slight dignified expression on his face, everyone would have thought that Lord Hades had gone out for a stroll.

"Changlu!" Seeing them coming up, Feng Yin yelled vaguely, then quickly spit out the melon seeds in his mouth, and rushed forward to give him a big hug. Unfortunately, Xiao Changlu tilted his head. , with a flash of his body, he pulled Huiming by the way, and flung Feng Yin away lightly, without any affection from him.

"Hey," Feng Yin retracted his outstretched hands, very embarrassed and continued to smooth things over for himself, "It's okay, isn't it because I'm afraid that I'm not clean and I'll get my clothes dirty, it's actually okay, This king is not that kind of person." As he said that, he felt guilty, and even the eyes of the ghosts around him looked at him changed. No one here knows that only the King of Hades dare not provoke Master Xiao. How can Master Xiao How about giving in to the love of Hades?

"Go, go, the underworld is fine, what are you watching here, hurry up and go to work." Feng Yin felt that he had lost face, and vented all his anger on these innocent ghost messengers. Sighing inwardly, it's unlucky, the poor big eyes are full of grievances, each of them has a tacit understanding of the unified action, and quickly dispersed.

"Chang Lu," Feng Yin behaved this time, and stopped a foot away from him, "How are you this time, have you found it?"

"I found it." Xiao Changlu replied copiously, then glanced at Huiming, and said, "Go back first, I have something to talk to Feng Yin."

"Oh," although Huiming wanted to say something to him, but seeing his depressed mood, he knew that opening his mouth would not help, so he simply responded and walked away lonely.

"Hey, what's going on," Feng Yin's raging fire of gossip ignited again, and he asked curiously, "What happened to you two? Why did your relationship break down? The little pet looks A face full of despair."

"Be serious," Xiao Changlu said to him seriously, "some things happened this time, the main thing is that I met someone..."

Xiao Changlu told Feng Yin everything that happened before and after. In fact, in the heaven at that time, Feng Yin was also a strange friend besides Mo Yan. Let's go, when he was imprisoned in the nineteenth floor of hell because of the battle between immortals and demons, Feng Yin was also punished because of personal emotional problems and became the king of Hades.The two have a certain degree of sympathy, but one is hard and indifferent, and the other is cynical.

"You mean, Mo Yan~~" The word Feng Yin dragged on for a long time, causing Xiao Changlu to frown, thinking that fortunately there was no one around, otherwise, the whole underworld would know what happened.

Feng Yin also realized that his voice was too loud, and dragged Xiao Changlu into the secret room to continue talking, "Wow," he didn't hide his voice this time, expressing his opinion impassionedly, "The great man who once shocked the Three Realms Demon King, I thought you only fought him once, but I didn’t expect him to be your master, and I still remember meeting him twice. I really didn’t expect that such a gentle and celestial person would have a fight with a demon. The family is of the same vein, and people should not be judged by their appearance."

"Do you think the people of the Demon Race are the most evil people?" Xiao Changlu asked him suddenly.

"Here," Feng Yin said inarticulately with a feather in his mouth, "it's hard to say, at least the people of the Demon Race are not as feudal as the gangsters in the Heaven Realm, but they are all said to be inhuman and cruel. It is also somewhat false, at least, the creatures in the three realms are all well-behaved, only the demons have been completely wiped out, so the so-called history books are all written by the victors."

Feng Yin's thoughts are naturally much more open than normal people in the fairy world. Although Xiao Changlu does not agree with some of his views, he sometimes admires his eclecticism, at least in his heart that has been suppressed but does not know it. Occasionally, the desire to break out of the prison will sprout, but only occasionally, Xiao Changlu is too rational, and morality and ethics have grown into towering trees in his heart, which cannot be shaken.

"Changlu," Feng Yin took advantage of the gaps in his thinking, opened a book and said, "Actually, some of what Mo Yan said I have said is reasonable. No matter what the future generations say about him, I think he still treats you as if you were a child." Interesting enough, at least we should think about what he said carefully, you see what I found in this ancient book, 'The state of three kills, the devilish energy of the world, when everything is formed, there is no survivor', you so You have worked so hard to finish the triple killing mirror, but if the one above really wants to kill you, are you still going to do it?"

"The ruler wants the subject to die, and the subject has to die." Xiao Changlu said coldly, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Chang Lu, your life is your own," Feng Yin said in a rare and serious manner, but then he gave up and slumped on the rocking chair and said, "I have done everything you told me before, anyway, you Don't you just want to try this three-kill mirror? I'm afraid you won't say that when the time comes, but it's good for you to stay here with me. After I turn the world around and practice the Dafa, we two brothers will go to the Heavenly Palace and be popular Drink spicy..."

Xiao Changlu interrupted Feng Yin's association with a blank stare, and then he would say a bunch of useless words, expressing that he didn't want to talk to him anymore, and left here straight away.

"Hey, listen to me," Feng Yin shouted watching him leave. After the failure to persuade him to stay, he felt that Changlu's appearance of losing hope in life almost made him anxious. Feng Yin, his backer in the underworld, felt that he had to help him ignite hope in life, so he thought of it, Huiming.

"Ah--" Huiming sneezed and woke himself up a lot. In fact, he had been thinking about what Mo Yan said. Judging from his expression at the time, it should not be intentional deception, but the devil's heart is complicated. In case it is fake.

"No, there can be no chance of this." Huiming shook his head and stroked again, "There is no absolute in this world. Absolute good and absolute evil cannot exist. Even if Brother Xiao has a devilish energy, That is also a part of him, the Three Killing Mirror sounds like a murderous thing, although it can strip Brother Xiao's devilish energy, is he still him?"

"I absolutely can't let Brother Xiao do this," Huiming whispered to himself, "Knowing that there are tigers on the mountain, I just took a detour, how could I risk my life to death?"

"You're so right," Feng Yin suddenly pushed the door open, and said as if he had found a confidant: "Little pet, you're just as I thought, it seems that you're not as old as the fairy world. It's just a matter of death."

"My lord, you are eavesdropping on the corner!" Huiming looked surprised, how could the majestic King of Hades have such hobbies, it seems that he heard everything he said just now, even though he tried his best to cover it up, Huiming Still couldn't help showing a little contemptuous look.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Feng Yin argued rationally: "My cultivation base is too high, I can hear what you say from tens of feet away, and eavesdrop on any corner of the wall, which corner of this hell is not mine Ah, if I really want to listen, I should line up the corners of the walls and let this king listen!"

It was probably because Feng Yin's words were too righteous, and Huiming believed it. He apologized a little embarrassedly: "I was the one who was abrupt. A person as bright and upright as Lord Yan Wang would never do such a thing."

"Yes, yes," Feng Yin felt that this child was too straightforward, and decided not to entangle him with this topic, "Actually, this king came to you to discuss something serious, what do you think about Xiao Changlu? "

"I don't think much about it. Brother Xiao has his reasons for everything he does. But I will stop him, and this is also my reason." Huiming said with firm eyes and confidently.

"Originally you have the character of a little daughter-in-law, but I didn't expect you to have the potential of a chaste and strong woman." After Feng Yin said this metaphor, even he himself felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he immediately changed his words: "This king thinks that you are a man This is not to purify the demonic energy, this is simply a proposition, Xiao Changlu's wood has a tendon, to be honest, I thought he lost his heart when he found these beads, and dragged on for hundreds of years Maybe there are other ways to solve it, I didn't expect to be so active in letting him die, alas, I can't persuade him, and the rest can only be solved by you."

"Rely on me?" Hui Ming deeply felt the pressure on his body.

"It's okay, you take it easy," Feng Yin signaled him to take a deep breath, "A long time ago, Changlu discussed with me to set up a magic circle first, to see if he could suppress the devilish energy on him, although the three-kill mirror There is still one bead missing, but it does not hinder the progress of this matter, I think according to Mo Yan, Changlu may not be able to resist the power of the triple killing mirror."

"Ah," Huiming said in surprise, "Brother Xiao, nothing will happen to him, right?"

"Don't worry, I personally arranged the magic circle, and it can be retracted freely. Besides, the triple killing mirror is not complete after all, and its power must not be as good as before. If it succeeds this time, we will go to persuade Changlu not to rush back to the fairy world. Slowly suppress it in a safe way, if it doesn't work, then you can't let him go." Feng Yin said carefully, resting his chin on his hand.

"Actually, Changlu doesn't like that place in the Heaven Realm, alas," he sighed.

"Why do you want to go back if you don't like it?" Huiming asked.

"This is where his elm head is. In fact, he owes nothing to anyone. It's just because he can't think about it." Feng Yin said that he was a little anxious here, but then calmed down: "Well, in fact, Chang Lu can meet you, I think This is a turning point."

This is not the first time Huiming has heard the word "turning point". Mo Yan said the same thing before, but he didn't figure out how he could make others turn around. Sometimes Huiming thinks of himself and feels that his whole body is ordinary and nothing wrong. As a human being, he has no ambitions and low mana. Apart from a little luck, there is really nothing special about him.

Could it be that being stupid can make others change?

"Actually, when I saw him for the first time, I didn't feel any fear at all. The heavens said that he had a fierce spirit and would definitely be a murderer in the future, but I just felt that his thin and tall back was walking alone. I mean, some are just a little lonely, but now this king doesn't sympathize with him at all, a stubborn piece of wood, anyone who touches him will be hit by him, hum, people like this king are the only ones in our family Nannan..." Seems to have slipped his mouth, Feng Yin hastily stopped him, and quickly changed the subject: "Anyway, only you, who are like water, no, like mud, can bury him."

"Why?" Huiming was dumbfounded by what he said.

"Probably because you're stupid." Feng Yin didn't know how to continue explaining, and combined with Huiming's biggest characteristics, he gave a brief summary.

Huiming choked for a moment, feeling that this reason was not very convincing, but it was not good to continue to ask, so he could only put away his curiosity and asked Feng Yin what he should do next.

Feng Yin smiled, his face full of unscrupulous expressions.

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"Why did you go to Brother Xiao when you have nothing to do?" Huiming was a little puzzled. He thought Hades would come up with some good ideas, but he didn't expect that he only said four words to connect with each other. There is obviously no relationship between him and Brother Xiao. Liaison, the two are in an unequal relationship, no matter how stupid Huiming is, he can feel it. In terms of status and status, there is a huge difference. In terms of martial arts and mana, there is a world of difference.

Wishful thinking, this word made Huiming tremble, why did he think of this word, I don’t know when, why his mind was full of Xiao Changlu’s figure, but Xiao Changlu in his mind just turned his back to him, never turned around Come.

"Mengpo soup, one cup to forget sorrow, two cups to relieve love and grievances, three cups to enter reincarnation, life and death will never be seen again." A crisp singing sound came from the side of the Naihe Bridge.

"My lord!" Ya'er shouted Huiming, "I took a leave of absence earlier, and I really miss my lord. Why, do you want to try the new product I developed?"

Huiming behaved this time, and didn't show that he wanted to drink it at all. He just asked patiently, "Your Meng Po soup looks green. What ingredients did you use to make the soup so crystal clear?"

"That's carefully brewed corpse oil..." Ya'er suddenly realized that she had slipped her tongue, rolled her eyes, and quickly said something else, "Master Xiao is at the other side of the underworld, you go well, don't you?" Send it."

Huiming saw that she continued to make soup again, and he didn't want to joke with her anymore, so he found Xiao Changlu according to the route she said.

By the bridge on the Yellow Spring, Xiao Changlu stood aside, blowing the wind, wondering what he was thinking.