"Old friend?"

In the misty mist, Ling Zhouyue twisted her sword eyebrows, as if she could smell the smell of a beautiful woman.

But she also has principles to pick up girls, not the type who can't walk when she sees a beautiful woman.

Especially the beauty with impure motivation, she has always rejected her for thousands of miles.

"I have too many old friends and have never heard of you."

The delicate female voice was slightly resentful.

"It's too cold, Elder Lingzhou, can't even remember the women you have rejected?"

Ling Zhouyue was stunned and didn't understand this logic.

"Whether it is rejection or not, can a person experience so many women in a year? Can he still remember each of them? It is enough to remember three of them in his life."

The delicate female voice sneered, laughing out the rippling autumn waves and the flowers trembled.

"It is worthy of being the legendary unrestrained young man. Even I, an old senior, have to give in."

Seeing that the other party was pulling and Ling Zhouyue couldn't break through the fog, she simply sat cross-legged and raised her head to drink.

"Who are you?"

The delicate female voice suddenly said calmly:

"I'll introduce myself. The former Supreme Elder of Hehuan Sect, now the apostle high priest, Hei Qin."

Hehuan Sect?

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, thinking about something.

She knew a friend who was a genius of Hehuan Sect before.

Unfortunately, this sect was annexed by the Holy Demon Sect more than 700 years ago. The secret of Hehuan was lost since then, which is also a great loss in the world of cultivation.

As for the high priest of the black Qin, Ling Zhouyue seemed to have heard of her deeds, but she was not sure whether it was accurate.

"You said it a long time ago, don't get involved with me. This name is also a well-known person. I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Was it you the one who killed Gu Huizi of the Dao League last time?"

The delicate female voice was still calm.

"As a senior, I seem to have heard of it somewhere, but that's not quite as handsome as Li Wuxie, even if his cultivation level drops to the Nascent Soul, is still well-known."

How did this topic involve Li Wuxie?

Li Wuxie is guarding outside the underworld. Is this woman trying to trick her?

Lingzhou Yue is silent.

"Do you have something to ask me for?"

A delicate female voice said:

"Li Wuxie is famous for his sword skills and magic. Even if his cultivation level falls to the Nascent Soul, he can rely on his natal sword Si Wuxie to recover to the peak sword power in a short time. At this moment, he is guarding outside the underworld and is about to go crazy. If he comes down with one sword, even if he controls it to perfect accuracy, at least half of the three million Wuyan City people will die."

Can Li Wuxie still reflect on his eyes like that?

How could you know what’s happening outside when you’re in the underworld?

Ling Zhouyue was a little suspicious.

"So you came to me for peace?"

"That's right."

The delicate female voice is very straightforward.

"It's better to do this. Leave the ownership of the stone tablet to the national master and your baby apprentice to fight for it. We are elders, just watch and chat, how about it?"

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly and took a sip of warm wine.

"I only have the cultivation level of Qi Refining, are you still afraid of me?"

The delicate female voice said coldly:

"You are more terrifying than Li Wuxie when you are reckless. If you and I start, many people will die in Wuyan City. If you agree to ask for peace and let the apostle get the inscription, I will not hurt anyone in the city."

"You're thinking too much."

Ling Zhouyue said indifferently.

"I came here to see my apprentice's performance. I wasn't going to do it at first, but I couldn't control him. You can do whatever you want. I won't believe a word of what the villain said. I will just look at you quietly."

She understands what she says very well.

Peace is limited to her and her.

She doesn't care about the lives and deaths of the people, and it is up to Xiao Ran to decide.

The soft female voice had no objection, just asked:

"Your apprentice is not very ordinary. Where did you pick it up? Did you come from an unknown place like you?"

Ling Zhou drank tons of wine every month, showing disdain.

"The vision is low, and you can't tell where you look."

The delicate girl laughed:

"I am worthy of being Ling Zhouyue, who is famous in the cultivation world. Even if she is imprisoned, she is very domineering."

Ling Zhouyue sneered.

"If you can use all your strength, will you still get close to me here?"

The delicate female voice was speechless.

Ling Zhouyue only cares about drinking.

At such a close distance, you can probably sense Xiao Ran's combat state by relying on the Blood Moon Bone.

This woman is not simple, her level and strength are far superior to that of the national teacher. She does nothing and can temporarily control an enemy general, which is quite good.

If the internal and external tide forces are triggered to rush to the wall, she will not be able to control the perfect and accurate, and many people will die.

I can only see Xiao Ran's performance.

...

By the stone platform.

Xiao Ran saw that his master was trapped by the underworld fog.

It seems that it was not the national teacher's move.

Not only the dark fog that traps Master, but also the dark fog in the maze.

Have primates arrived?

Positioning along the dark fog in the national master’s body?

Xiao Ran sighed, and it was indeed him who quickly found the inscription.

In the end, he fought against everything alone.

Without him, primates could reach the center of the maze at the earliest two days in an ideal state.

This is what she said in the Black Ring Group!

He saw that the master was temporarily safe.

The enemy is not that kind.

He speculated that the primate's original deity might not be in the underworld at all, otherwise it would not be the current situation.

However, a large amount of dark fog is entering the maze in a row.

Xiao Ran had an ominous premonition.

We need to fight quickly!

The national teacher stood with his hands behind his back, facing Xiao Ran, and began to preach with his majestic big belly.

"You and I are not enemies, so we don't have to meet each other. My identity is a low-level apostle. The purpose is to reduce pain before people who are in despair leave. If humans can work together and control the apostles by chance, it is also a new way of survival. Even if they fail, leave peacefully and enter the Pure Land, is it much better than dying tragically in despair?"

Xiao Ran thought about it.

If a person merges with the underworld, it will eventually become the underworld. Even if it is the soul of a human, everyone stares at each other, shakes hands with their limbs, and holds suction cups and hand...

It's disgusting to think about it.

Sure enough, I still can't let you go!

Xiao Ran decisively drew his sword.

The dark fog has the effect of sucking spirits, so Xiao Ran can only get close to him.

The soles of his feet were shaken and he drew his sword and slashed.

A sword slashed at the national master.

The national master stood still with his stomach and waved his sleeves to draw out a Hunyuan sword energy.
To be continued...