After Ying Su left, there was silence in the prison.

Light and darkness overlapped on Luo Yuan's face. Behind the long hair like a waterfall of ink, there was Luo Yuan's pale face. The blood on the corners of his mouth had long since dried, his eyes were slightly red, and he knelt there helplessly.

"I hope...she never comes here..."

Luo Yuan's tone was very soft, and he raised the corners of his mouth lightly, praying to the gods and Buddhas in the heavens. The sincere wishes in his eyes and the pious prayers in his mouth made the original Emperor of the Three Realms less like a god and more like a mortal.

Loved ones seek God's protection.

He was originally the supreme God, but now he was doing the same things as humans.

There was no light in the sky prison. The ice in the corner was rapidly approaching the abyss, and through the icicles, his thin figure was shattered.

In an unusually cold cell, he was dressed in bloody white clothes. The frost penetrated the ice around Luo Yuan and quickly crawled onto Luo Yuan's body, like countless insect poisons burrowing into his flesh and gnawing at his bones.

Without the immortal method to protect against the cold, the frost covered Luo Yuan's body more unscrupulously, turning into ten and white, forming a thin layer of ice on Luo Yuan's body. From a distance, it looked like an iceberg, completely motionless.

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Ying Su walked out of Tianlao and ran directly to the main hall of Jiuchongtian. When she met the immortals coming and going, she had an unchanging smile on her face, gentle and generous, and she used her fairy figure as she talked and laughed.

The charm is fully displayed.

"Ying Su of the Feiling Clan, please see the Heavenly Lord."

Ying Su stood in front of the palace door, with a soft smile on her face, and held Xian'e at the door to pass the news inside the palace.

The little fairy in front of her bowed slightly and walked into the hall.

It is strange to say that the head of the Yingsu clan has often come to see Tianjun in the past few days. Although he does not know what the reason is, he also ends up in strange situations.

Although Xian'e was puzzled, she still respectfully conveyed Yingsu's words to Tianjun, and then invited Yingsu into the palace.

"Yingsu of the Feiling Tribe, see the Lord of Heaven."

After entering the main hall, Ying Su bowed her knees and half-knelt in the main hall respectfully, quietly waiting for Tianjun's reply.

"You all go down first. If anyone asks to see me, please tell me that I have something important to discuss with the Yingsu clan leader."

The fairies standing on both sides obeyed Tianjun's words, bowed to the two of them, and then slowly stepped back. At the moment the palace door closed, there were only Tianjun and Yingsu in the hall.

There was a bit of darkness in the palace, and when everyone went out, Ying Su stood up directly, her gentle face disappeared quietly, revealing some ruthless ambition, and she quietly stared at the superior Tianjun.

"What did Luoyuan say?"

Tianjun's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed. He looked at Ying Su who had a calm expression in the palace, but he couldn't understand what she was planning.

"He still didn't say anything, but I have found out where Zhiyang is now."

Ying Su curled her lips secretly, as if she didn't want to tell Tianjun the news about Zhiyang.

Just looking at Tianjun like this, Yingsu already had different plans in mind, with a deep conspiracy in her eyes.

"Then why not take her back to the Nine Heavens! Let this witch harm the three realms!"

"Haha, does His Highness Tianjun care about these three realms, or does he only care about his own throne?"

Ying Su rolled her eyes disdainfully at Tianjun sitting on top, and couldn't help laughing for a moment.

"Ying Su! What do you mean?"

Tianjun stood up instantly, wondering if Zhiyang had revealed his thoughts, and stood in front of Yingsu, staring at the calm Yingsu in front of him, and continued:

"I ordered you to take Luo Yuan to the Nine Heavens, but I didn't ask you to torture him! And the matter of the witch, please resolve it as soon as possible!"

Ying Su raised her eyes and looked at the somewhat annoyed Tianjun. She gently turned her wrist and put it on Tianjun's shoulder, "Your Highness, the three hundred heavenly soldiers who followed me to Qizhi Palace that day were all dead. Please tell me, next

Will it be me who dies?"

Ying Su's voice was very soft, but the words contained a full threat. After those heavenly soldiers brought Luo Yuan to the ninth heaven, Ying Su executed them all according to the order of the Heavenly Lord. No one was spared.

Facing Tianjun at this moment, Yingsu had to keep a backup plan.

"You...are threatening me?"

Looking at Ying Su in front of him, Tianjun realized that the seemingly gentle and respectful leader of the Feiling Tribe was not that docile and well-behaved. In other words, she was more like a wolf disguised in a flock of sheep, quietly waiting for the right person.

At the right time, he reveals his cruel nature.

"How is this a threat? We are just the same type of people, or rather...we are all people who hate Zhiyang's appearance."

This is true. When it comes to facing Zhiyang, the two of them can still reach the same opinion.

"So, what exactly do you want to do?" Tianjun stared at Yingsu intently, hoping to know from her what exactly she wanted to do.

"What to do? Let's see what Zhiyang wants to do. If she knows that Luo Yuan died because of her, do you think she will kill Jiuzhongtian?"

Tianjun was shocked, but Yingsu raised her eyebrows.

She raised her lips and smiled and said: "At that time, Zhiyang was just like a turtle in a urn. Putting the corpses of the previous three hundred heavenly soldiers in front of her, with all the witnesses and physical evidence, wouldn't it be possible to once again confirm her reputation as the devil?"

Tianjun's eyes were fixed on Yingsu. After being slightly shocked, he had to admire this woman's method. She could think of this method to cure Zhiyang of death...

Tianjun stared at Yingsu fiercely, and clenched his fists slightly, "Yingsu, are you tired of being a lowly person in Jiuchongtian for thousands of years? It's really scary to have such ambitions!"

"Your Highness Tianjun, instead of talking about me, why don't you think about what you have done in these years. What is the fate of the people of Qingqiu, the underworld, and the gods who spoke for Zhiyang? I think you should

I will never forget it. I learned all this from you. Too much blood has been shed in the Nine Heavens, and I don’t mind if it bleeds a little more!"

Ying Su curled her lips and couldn't help but laugh when she looked at the livid-faced Tianjun. She threw her hands over her hands and turned around to leave.

"Tianjun, you and I are just cooperating once, so why should we be so serious?"

The heavy palace door slowly opened, and the light shone into the hall along the door. On the ground, only the afterimage of Tianjun was left...

The night breeze in Hades was slightly cool, and Zhiyang didn't know how long she slept before slowly waking up from the roof.

Jiuyou Nether Mansion has long lost its previous bustle and noise. The red lights on the road are still on, but there are very few pedestrians on the road. Looking down along the roof ridge, there seem to be people entering and exiting the hall, but there are people on their faces.

There is no joy at all.

Shouldn't it? It's obviously a banquet for the soldiers who have returned from victory, but why is the atmosphere at this moment... a bit solemn?

With questions, Zhiyang flew down directly. The banquet in the palace was over, and Xian'e, who was coming and going, was still sweeping the hall.

"Marshal Azhi."

When the fairies saw Zhiyang, they all stopped to pay their respects.

Zhiyang clasped her hands behind her back and quietly looked into the hall, "When did the banquet end? Where are the Lord and the Emperor?"

The leader, Xian'e, held the wine pot in her hand, always lowered her head, and replied softly: "Reporting to the marshal, the banquet has been over for a while, and the Lord and Di Ji followed Mr. Fupe to the back hall."

"Mr. Fupe is back?"

Hearing this news, Zhiyang was surprised and happy. When Dajiao Xuanyuan left before, he said that he would be back in three to five days. Counting the days, it has been almost ten days, and he is finally back.

"You go ahead and do your work, thank you for your hard work."

Zhiyang smiled and ran through the back hall in a hurry, intending to see Dajiao Xuanyuan.

After going around the Jiuyou Hall, you can see the entire Hades. Red lights were hung high, and Zhiyang saw a family of three walking on the road from a distance.

The father holds his daughter and leads his wife, teasing her from time to time. The whole family is talking and laughing, which is enviable.

Looking at them, Zhiyang felt a little lonely. There was a time when she could cling to her parents and be a carefree child.

Patting her cheek, Zhiyang put away her envious eyes and walked directly to the back hall.

Before reaching the back hall, I heard voices in the hall.

"Something must have happened in Qingqiu, otherwise how could the demon clan return to the north of Qingqiu!"

"Qingqiu has always been guarded by Luoyuan. If the demon clan invades, will Luoyuan not notice it at all?"

"This is weird. What is the demon clan trying to do by stealing the North Land? And Luo Yuan is not someone who neglects his duties."

"I went to Qi Zhi Palace... Luoyuan disappeared..."

This sentence, every word fell on Zhiyang's ears. Something happened in Qingqiu, Luoyuan disappeared... Zhiyang's heart suddenly tightened, as if he was entangled and bitten by some kind of poisonous insect. His whole body was cold and he couldn't help it.

breathe.

Ignoring the pain, Zhiyang directly pushed the door open, without any expression on his face, and looked steadily at the three people in the hall.

"Qingqiu, and him...what happened?"

None of Dajiao Xuanyuan, Minghao and Jing Qian in the hall thought that Zhiyang would find out about this matter so soon. Looking at Zhiyang with a bloodless face, the three of them did not choose to speak, they were all thinking about what to say.

, so that Zhiyang won’t worry.

Zhiyang's eyes wandered to them. At this moment, the palace was so quiet and terrifying, "I have already heard it, you still want to hide it from me?"

"Girl, I'm not hiding it from you, but we're not sure now."

Dajiao Xuanyuan was the first to stand up. Seeing Zhiyang like this, he just wanted to deal with it.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you're not sure. Just tell me what you know." Zhiyang walked slowly to the three of them, his eyes filled with ink, waiting for the three of them to give him an explanation. "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. It's a big deal. I'll just tell you."

Let’s go to Qingqiu and have a look.”

The three of them all know Zhiyang's temperament and do what he says, especially when it comes to Qingqiu.

Dajiao Xuanyuan and the others saw that they could no longer hide the matter, so they had no choice but to tell Zhiyang.

"I followed the people from the Monster Clan into the North Land of Qingqiu and found that they seemed to be looking for something, but they found nothing. Then I stayed in the North Land for two days and then returned to Hades."

Dajiao Xuanyuan told Zhiyang what he saw simply and clearly, but Zhiyang could only see his eyes darkened, thinking about something.

"The northern part of Qingqiu has always been the strictest place. If there is any change in the boundary there, there will be a reminder in Qizhi Palace..."

"So, I went to Qizhi Palace again..."

Zhiyang's eyes immediately returned to Dajiao Xuanyuan, and she vaguely realized that the next words were the most important thing.
Chapter completed!