After I was reborn, I became the richest man in the underworld

Not only Mu Xi, Zhou Nan's mind was also blank at this time.The breathing of both of them was disordered, and it wasn't until Mu Xi let out a "hiss" in pain that Zhou Nan came back to his senses and stopped his mouth movements.

He lets go of people.He couldn't control himself just now, but now looking at Mu Xi's red eyes, he couldn't say anything sorry, instead, he felt an evil thought in his heart.Before he could do something more beastly, he turned and left the room.

When he went downstairs, Xiao Er saw him, showing a look of seeing a ghost, afraid to speak.He didn't want to talk too much, so he just sent trauma medicine and bath water to the room, and then walked out of the inn.

He knew very well that this trip was dangerous, and he didn't want Mu Xi to have any dependence on him. It would be good if he behaved a bit scum, so that Mu Xi could be on guard against him.Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Master Zhou? What are you doing here?"

According to Zhou Nanshun's reputation, it was Yi Xuecheng.Just now when he was besieging the underground factory, he sneaked in quietly. Yi Xuecheng didn't see him, so he pretended to ask at this moment: "Immortal Yi, it's you. How about the action tonight?"

As he spoke, he walked towards Yi Xuecheng, because he was so familiar with him, he immediately noticed that Yi Xuecheng's expression was strange, and he couldn't help feeling tense, did something go wrong?

Yi Xuecheng smiled politely: "Thanks to your map, which helped us a lot, the underground gangs have already been arrested, and they have been interrogated overnight. But..."

Yi Xuecheng paused, Zhou Nan guessed what he was going to say next, and continued: "Immortal Yi, but it's okay to say."

"Forgive me, did Master Zhou Xian go to the pier after leaving the teahouse today?"

Zhou Nan had already prepared that Yi Xuecheng would come to him to ask him clearly. After all, the official seal of Young Master Ghost Eleven was of great importance, and it was impossible to fool him.

"I'm planning to explain this matter to Immortal Yi tomorrow. The one I took out at the pier today is indeed the handwriting of Young Master Ghost Eleven."

Yi Xuecheng's eyes relaxed, and then a trace of uneasiness flashed across: "You mean that Eleventh Young Master has also returned?"

Zhou Nan shook his head: "No, he didn't come, he happened to pass by the Hall of Excellence a few days ago on business, and asked me to drop by."

Yi Xuecheng seemed to be relieved to hear that Ghost Eleven hadn't come. This change in expression made Zhou Nan very dissatisfied.

"Immortal Yi, why is Ghost Eleven not here, you seem very happy?"

Yi Xuecheng didn't expect to be found out, so he made up his mind and said: "Master Zhou Immortal, don't get me wrong, there are so many things going on in the sky recently, I can't wait for Young Master Ghost Eleven to come back quickly... But, don't just do it tonight."

"why?"

Yi Xuecheng smiled awkwardly, hesitated for a moment before softly saying: "I lost his things, I have to go to get them back tonight, if he is here tonight, I will be in trouble."

"Oh..." Zhou Nan didn't expect that in Yi Xuecheng's eyes, he had such an image.He has always felt that he is very approachable, has a good temper, and has no airs.This Yi Xuecheng also called him brothers and sisters on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be afraid of him secretly?

It is true that Yi Xuecheng often goes in and out of his half-mountain house, but he has always been very generous, even if he loses something, he will not be so cautious.But he didn't bother to ask now, he was more concerned about the underground factory tonight.

Yi Xuecheng obviously didn't want to continue talking about that matter, so he changed the subject: "By the way, Master Zhou, can you be friends with Young Master Ghost Eleven?"

"Friends?" Zhou Nan's eyes flashed, "No, I don't know him well, it's just...he donated a lot of money to our Temple of Bu Er, and he is our benefactor."

Zhou Nan didn't intend to say more, so Yi Xuecheng didn't have much to ask.

"I thought you were friends... He hasn't shown up for more than half a year, and I can't communicate with him about many difficult things."

"What else?"

"Tonight I discovered that this underground factory may have something to do with Ghost Eleven..."

Has something to do with him?Zhou Nan was startled, and then asked, "How do you say that?"

"It doesn't have to be Ghost Eleven, but behind this gang are people from the soul trader world."

"Soul trafficker? What evidence is there?"

"We found some soul peddlers' tools among the dirt collected from the factory...Of course, these things still need to be investigated, but it would be much easier if he was here. Master Zhou Xian, do you have a way to contact him?"

"In this space? No way."

"That's right, he built such a paradise at that time to draw a clear line from the other six realms, and he couldn't even get in touch with him." Yi Xuecheng sighed, looked into the night, and turned to Zhou Nan and said, "Okay Now, I have to find something, Master Zhou, take my leave."

Zhou Nan stopped at the spot and thought about what Yi Xuecheng said, and felt that the matter was strange, and he should not startle the snake. He should not reveal his identity yet.

Back at the inn, he thought that Mu Xi should have finished taking a shower, but when he returned to the room, he found that there was no one there.After asking Xiao Er, I found out that Mu Xi went back to his room to take a shower.

He felt that it was better not to meet tonight to avoid embarrassment.Unexpectedly, as soon as he returned to the room and closed the door to prepare for a rest, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me, you open the door." Mu Xi's voice came from outside the door, with a cautious tone and no displeasure.

Zhou Nan didn't expect that such a thin-skinned Mu Xi would not be angry?Will you take the initiative to find him?He froze for a moment, then got up and opened the door.

The wooden door opened, and Mu Xi stood outside the door with wet hair, holding a...

"Fei Fei?!" Zhou Nan's eyes widened.

Feifei was wrapped in a white satin, her little eyes were teary with aggrieved eyes, and her hair was also wet.

"Ah--" The draft blew through the hall, and the little wet ball sneezed.