Wuqi was shocked by the young man's roar.

What? Now, is the person you are looking for far away from the sky and right in front of you?

With this in mind, Wuqi's whole emotions were different. Although he was very afraid of the young man in front of him at first, his fear now disappeared in an instant, replaced by indescribable excitement. Even his eyes became bright and full of deep desire. Even his state was still quite weak at this time.

"You...oh no...so you are the Lord of Hell, Lord Yan?" Wuqi asked excitedly.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Yan, who was furious, suddenly became stunned. He couldn't understand what was going on. Why did a person who was so afraid of himself a moment ago suddenly become less afraid of himself? What made him even more difficult to understand was that even if the other party was not afraid of him, why would the other party be so excited about him?

However, after thinking about it, Emperor Yan understood everything again, because he thought of the uncommon sea of ​​memory in an instant. During the process of checking the sea of ​​memory several times, he remembered the scene he saw in the sea of ​​memory.

So that's the case.

After thinking about this, Emperor Yan's face was no longer so ferocious, and he was no longer stunned, but became a little kinder, raised the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said, "I am Emperor Yan. Do you want to resurrect your wife Xiaodie, right?"

"That's true." Wuqi nodded respectfully, feeling quite good, his eyes gradually filled with strong expectations.

However, Wuqi did not expect that after a moment, the answer he got would be the answer that disappointed him again.

Yan Di's answer was quite decisive and said without question: "Then I have to tell you that this is impossible, or strictly speaking, there are possibilities, but almost impossible. If you really want me to resurrect your wife, then you must first answer the question I asked you just now, honestly.

I will only give you one chance. If you still want to lie, then don’t blame me for not giving you a chance. The chance is something you have to fight for. Whether you should grasp it like this depends on yourself. Do you know what to do now, right?"

After saying this, Emperor Yan stopped speaking. He hugged his chest with his hands. He immediately showed a look of being arrogant without anger, which made people awe. Even if Wuqi had good resistance, he was shocked by this momentum and felt that an unstoppable impact of an extremely powerful shock wave came. It clearly did not pose any threat to him, but it suffered a huge impact on his soul.

This feeling is like suddenly standing on the edge of a cliff and encountering an unstoppable storm. The storm is as strong as a entity, pounced towards you like a wolf or a tiger. You can't move at all. You can only watch the storm get closer and closer to you, and you feel more and more clearly that your body is moving little by little towards the back of the cliff.

The center of gravity of the body gradually tilted backwards. Even if he struggled desperately, he would not have any effect. In the end, he could only let his heart follow him, fall off the cliff, and approach death.

Death is actually quite terrible, and waiting for death to see how he dies with his own eyes is even more terrifying. This is the feeling that Emperor Yan brought to Wuqi when he put on this posture. Of course, if there are outsiders here at this moment, let alone him, even the guardian of hell.

Even if all the guardians of hell gather here, they will feel the same as Wuqi at this moment. This is the strength of Emperor Yan. Just the momentum and no breath release are enough to bring an irresistible pressure to the people in front of them, like suffocation.

Humph! Boy, I believe I can't be a fool, right? If I were a fool, I wouldn't have come to my last hell. Being able to rely on my own strength and bravely break through to me all the way means that you are already very capable and your mind will never be bad. I have already given you such a good choice. You can't disappoint me, right?

Emperor Yan said confidently in his heart. After saying this, he nodded subconsciously, showing a look of being quite satisfied with his judgment. He seemed to have foreseeed the future. He expected that Wuqi would definitely weigh the pros and cons and give himself the best answer, and that answer must be the one he had just thought of.

However, although Emperor Yan was extremely terrifying, he was so powerful that he even had all the undead spirits and guardians in hell that he would be frightened, his soul was shaking, and even scared to death, he was just a monk after all. Even if he could control the rules of hell, he was only in hell. He still could not fully control the invisible reality.

So, after a moment, he was stunned again, because he heard an answer that surprised and incredible to him.

I saw Wuqi pondering for a while, then spread his hands helplessly and replied with an innocent look: "Mr. Yan, you are really going to be embarrassed. I have actually said it twice. It seems that you still don't believe me. However, since you asked the third time, I can only repeat the original words to you again.

Sir, I really don’t know who that person is, nor have I seen that person. How do you ask me to tell you who that person is? If possible, I actually hope you can tell me who that person is.”

As soon as this said, the blue veins on Emperor Yan's forehead bulged one by one, and under violent trembling, it was as violent as countless earthworms squirming. It looked so terrifying that it made people feel heart-shaking. It was even more scary than any devil's face that Wuqi had seen, because as time passed, the face even twisted.

From a distance, it looks like a face no longer, but it is more like an illusory image. The upper and lower half of the faces are completely different. The upper half of the face is obviously full of anger, and the eyes are filled with heart-pounding anger, burning with raging burning, but the lower half of the face is laughing, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised and sneering. There is no laughter, but it seems that the sound that reaches the deepest part of the soul can be vaguely heard.

"What did you say? Boy?" Yan Di suppressed the anger in his heart and threatened: "Do you have the ability to tell me what happened just now?"

"Master Yan, if you still don't believe me, then I think you will not be satisfied no matter what I say. What do you think?" Wuqi took a deep breath, suppressed the pressure in his heart, and asked without answering.

Hearing this, Emperor Yan was speechless. What does this kid mean? It was obvious that he was questioning the other party, but how did he get to this point? It seemed that the other party was questioning himself?
Chapter completed!