Chapter 6343: Qingzhou Tripod (8)

"The past, I'm sorry for you."
Xi Jiuye moved his lips, and finally, he uttered a word.
This sentence is not correct, but it is six hundred years later.
Ye Lingyue was indifferent.
"You're sorry, it's not me, but yourself, and Si Xuan. He's a very good child, but unfortunately, he cast the wrong tire."
Ye Lingyue looked directly at Xi Jiuye.
"Don't mention him."
Xi Jiuye's heart tingled for a while.
That was the son most like him, but he killed him himself.
"There is no private matter between us, but it is not easy for you to cooperate with me and fight against Hongyuetian together, thanks."
Ye Lingyue doesn't want to mention the past, she only cares about the things at hand.
When the fairy emperors formed an alliance, she thought there was a problem when she heard about it earlier.
At this time, after listening to the words of Murong Lao Fang Xian, she could conclude that this matter is really related to Hongyuetian.
Bing Xin began to invade the major heavens.
If everything that Murong Lao Fang Xian said is true, then at that moment, those fairy emperors of Heavenly Realm are just afraid of already...
Ye Lingyue sighed.
I don't know, what's going on with Empress Xiaoyao.
So now, she must also take action.
Father and mother are actually in Promise, she must also return to the body as soon as possible, to organize the power of organization.
For this, she must cooperate with Xi Jiuye.
Seeing that Ye Lingyue's words eased a little, Xi Jiuye also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Where did the witch take the old man?"
Xi Jiuye changed his tone, neither of them mentioned the past.
Murong Lao Fang Xian and others were left behind. Earlier, the Wujin did not say how they would act.
"Then only the Wujin himself knows."
Ye Lingyue didn't say much, just walked to Murong Lao Fangxian.
He has completely petrified.
On the other hand, the witch took the soul of the elder grandson to the Nine Nether Hell.
"Where are you taking me?"
The elder grandson only felt black.
See nothing.
But we heard a strange sound in his ear.
At first, the elder grandson thought it was just wind, but gradually, the elder grandson found out that it wasn't wind, it was a burst of ghost crying.
Wu Wu loosened it.
The elder grandson, as the soul, was obviously a little frightened.
He couldn't reach his fingers, as if someone was pulling him.
"Who? Who is it?"
The elder grandson felt a horror.
"Who else can naturally be a ghost in the Nine Nether Hell."
The witch said slowly.
"Li Gui?"
The elder grandson shuddered.
Is it here?
"You don't have to be afraid, all of you around, you know, are your old acquaintances. Those of the Destiny Clan are here."
In the darkness, the witch god's blue eyes glowed blue.
Puff-puff-
Around, a cluster of ghost fires lit up.
The elder grandson was able to see clearly the scene around him.
His thoughts almost didn't jump out of his heart.
Around him, a group of ghosts had stood densely.
These ghosts are all twisted faces, pulling him.
"Changsun lose, save us, save us."
The eldest grandson almost died.
These souls were all dressed in the robe of the Destiny Clan, their expressions were grim, and a few inches of scarlet stones spit out of their mouths.
"They... why are they here?"
Chang Sun lost his heart and frightened.
"Your destiny tribe is the Kunlun rebellious tribe. Cursed, never reincarnate forever, you are imprisoned in Jiu You Hell. There are only a small number of people here to accompany you. Forgot to say, you are still Life souls, these fierce ghosts, all have grudges and are very hungry. I like your life souls most.
The sound of Wu mythology fell, and the ghosts of those destiny families could not wait to pounce on.
Those who pull their arms and legs show sharp fangs one by one.
"Get away, get away all."
Chang Sun Shun tried hard to drive them with his thoughts.
But when he boosted his strength, he found that his thoughts were gone.
"Don’t bother, your thoughts won’t work in the Nine Nether Hells. The resentment here is strong enough to devour all strength. Only me can save you. It’s easy to die, but it’s not as good as death, then it’s different. I will keep you up and let your people come to nibble one of your arms and one of your legs every day. After a few days, you will grow your arms and legs and continue to nibble and think about it, it will be fun."
Shi Mao shook his beard.
Changsun loses not at all fun.
"You madman."
This feeling of life is not as good as death, let Chang Sun lose his psychological defense line collapse.
"It's you who betrayed your clan, but not me. They all hated you. Besides, you should have suffered from the Nine Nether Hell. You betrayed your clan and escaped for thousands of years."
Wu Wu said, a ghost had already bitten Chang Shun's arm.
The thought of being trapped in this endless endless purgatory forever, Chang Sun loses.
"Take me away, I promise you. I will take you to the grandson's house and see my wife."
Chang Sunshu watched that half of his arm had been gnawed away, startled and frightened.
"Identify the current affairs as a good man."
The witch made a meow, and the fierce ghosts immediately retreated in fright, and then it fell into the darkness with the soul of Changsun lost.
In the Nine Nether Hell, those ghosts still murmured.
Chang Sun Shun was scared, and he didn't dare to look back. Naturally, he wouldn't find out. In fact, in addition to these fierce ghosts, there are other people hidden in this darkness.
I saw a small figure and jumped out.
"You guys are doing well."
Xin Lin touched the head of a ghost on the side.
Earlier, the fierce fierce ghost shrank his head obediently in front of Xin Lin, even daring to spit out his tongue.
Facing his own people, Chang Sun Shun felt ashamed and had no strength to parry. He did not know that his thoughts were actually still there, but in the Nine Nether Hell, the souls of injustice were not afraid of thoughts.
These fierce ghosts are not destiny at all.
Instead, Xin Lin and others surrendered to the grandchildren, and found these pirates and ghosts, dressed in the clothes of the Destiny Clan, and acted in a show.
"It's so lively, I don't know when I can go out."
Seeing the witch disappeared, Xin Lin couldn't help but envy.
The witch guy, since having the stone cat as a flesh, has been free in and out, she misses Lingyue very much.
Ye Lingyue and Xi Jiuye waited for about a quarter of an hour, and the witch returned with his grandson.
"It's time to undo his curse."
Putting the soul back into Changsun's flesh, the witch was proud.
Chang Sunshu's face was bleak, apparently experiencing torture.
"Take us to see Mrs. Changsun."
Ye Lingyue didn't say much, but she and Mrs. Changsun wanted to "see each other" for Qingzhou Ding's attribution.