"What's wrong?"

After a while, Shen Lang gradually woke up from his coma and his head was spinning.

At this moment, he was lying on the jade bed in a bedroom. The whole room was covered with black carpets made of real spirit fur, and there were a lot of pink pearls and jade decorations hanging around it. It was very gorgeous, but it was full of girlish style. It was obviously a female cultivator's bedroom.

As soon as Shen Lang opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a girl in black dress. She was petite, with black wings on her back, cute appearance, and her bright bloody eyes seemed harmless, but she had a charming charm.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Chen, you are awake! How do you feel in your body?"

The girl in black dress sat by the bed without hesitation, her delicate and flawless face showed a hint of concern.

"Princess...Princess Li Xing?"

Shen Lang rubbed his head. The girl in black dress in front of him was not Princess Lianxing.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be polite when you come to our underworld. Just call me Pity Xing."

Princess Lianxing smiled slightly, revealing a row of small white teeth, which was playful and cute.

"Is this the underworld?"

Shen Lang was shocked and quickly sat upright, but the dizziness that surged in his mind almost made him faint again.

Princess Lianxing quickly pressed him gently on the jade bed and said gently: "Fellow Daoist Chen, your soul has just recovered. Don't hurry to get up, take a rest first, let this princess tell you slowly for details."

Shen Lang tried hard to calm down his excitement, and gradually recalled what happened before in his mind, and said indifferently: "Princess, isn't your father going to kill me? Why haven't he taken action yet?"

Princess Lianxing showed a hint of embarrassment on her pretty face, and she smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you misunderstood. Actually, I misunderstood too. My father didn't think about killing you at all, he just wanted to test you."

"What's the meaning?"

Shen Lang frowned.

Princess Lianxing was about to explain, but a voice suddenly came from outside the bedroom: "Let me tell you about this matter in person, the Chosen One."

At this moment, Long Ming, wearing a black robe, slowly walked into the bedroom.

Compared with the arrogance and coldness when confronted in Yuangu before, the Dragon Ming breath in front of me is introverted, and a trace of depth is transmitted between my melancholy eyebrows, which makes me look much more approachable, and even gives people a unique temperament of sentimentality.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and tentatively said, "I didn't expect you to know the identity of my chosen one?"

“What’s the difficulty?

Since my little girl revealed your identity, I will know that you are the chosen one.

If you kill the Ten Palaces of Hell of the Underworld, if it were not for the God-Choose, how could I save your life?"

Long Ming said calmly.

Shen Lang was not an unknown person. He politely clasped his fists and said, "Although he didn't know what purpose Fellow Daoist Long had, Chen still wants to thank fellow Taoists for showing mercy!"

In the previous battle at Yuangu, Shen Lang clearly remembered that after he sacrificed the Shura Dharma image to launch an attack, his soul power was exhausted too severely and he fainted directly.

The underworld owner could have killed him, but the other party did not take action, which surprised Shen Lang.

However, Long Ming knew his identity as the chosen one, so he could understand it even if he didn't kill him.

Long Ming said indifferently: "I don't have any other purpose. I just want to try out what the strength of your chosen one is, and whether it is worth it."

"Prior to me?"

Shen Lang was stunned at first, then frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Long, although I am grateful for your high-spiritedness, this joke is not funny at all! "Hmph, I naturally didn't joke with you. The former Lord of the Underworld, Hutu, once left a blood letter during the Battle of Destruction, saying that in countless years, a chosen person who holds the "Reincarnation Heavenly Palace" will visit the Reincarnation Immortal Realm and the Yellow Spring Hell. The Lord of the Later World must be the main person who chooses to choose and help the chosen person do the things that break the catastrophe and save the world."

Long Ming explained without any haste.

"What..." Shen Lang was shocked.

The Queen Houtu was the Queen Houtu, one of the "Five Emperors" of the Five Emperors Ages, and was also the lord of the underworld of the Reincarnation Immortal Realm at that time. Her status and status are no less than that of the Emperor Haotian of the Tianmu Immortal Realm.

If it was Hutu Niang predicting that the chosen ones from the later generations would come to visit the Immortal Realm of Reincarnation, that would be normal.

But she actually made the later underworld masters recognize the chosen ones as the main ones. This operation really surprised Shen Lang.

Princess Lianxing said seriously: "Fellow Daoist Chen, you don't have to doubt it. My father is very bored and never jokes with others.

I was hijacked by him before!"

After saying that, Princess Lianxing gave Long Ming a blank look and couldn't help but blame her father in her heart, and she had to worry about being like that.

Shen Lang's mind was a little confused. The strong enemy who had previously suddenly wanted to take on him as the main point. The contrast was too great, which made him unable to react for a while.

Long Ming said calmly: "Boy, I will not easily regard you as the leader, so I took action to test your strength.

Seeing that you are indeed not weak in your ability, I have recognized you as the chosen one for now, but if you want me to truly regard you as the main one, you still need to have your cultivation level exceeding me or reach the same level as me!"

Although Queen Houtu left a blood-written lesson at the beginning, Long Ming was at least the master of the underworld. If he really wanted to be the one who chose the heaven, he had to first look at the strength and character of the heavenly chosen.

From the previous battle, Long Ming also had a basic understanding of Shen Lang.

In addition to his own strength, this son has a pretty good character, which makes Long Ming quite recognized.

Shen Lang was not interested and hurriedly said, "Friend Long Daoist, Chen appreciated it. I believe that the Taoist Daoist still doesn't have to consider this matter! Besides, I don't have any reincarnation Heavenly Palace on me, some of them are just imitation fairy treasures from the reincarnation Heavenly Palace."

Long Ming said bluntly: "I have heard about the Guangtian Palace from my little girl.

Please show me a look, and I will help you identify the authenticity.”

"This..." Shen Lang hesitated for a moment.

Long Ming was his own life and death enemy before, but now his identity suddenly turned 180 degrees. It would be difficult for him to trust this person all at once.

Princess Lianxing hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, during the half month of your coma, my father used the "soul-raising technique" to quickly recover. He has no malice towards you, and will not covet the immortal treasures on you, Fellow Daoist Chen. Fellow Chen can rest assured."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said, no wonder he felt that his soul body seemed to be nourished by some kind of energy not used for the Glazed Heart Lamp. It turned out that it was Long Ming's spell casting.

"good!"

After hearing Princess Lianxing say this, Shen Lang had no choice but to agree. He could not stand the kindness of others the most.

What's more, if Long Ming really wants to kill someone and seize treasure, he is afraid he will have taken action long ago, so why should he wait until now?

After Shen Lang woke up, he turned his hand to worship Guangtian Palace. A golden mini palace appeared in his palm and rotated at high speed, emitting a brilliant nine-colored glow.
Chapter completed!