"Hahaha~ Xiao Lang is really interesting!" When Xiao Hua said "Please", Ziming laughed suddenly. Obviously, no one had told her about this before.

"Oh, poor child!" Xiao Hua sighed, knowing that Ziming's identity is here, and he has always appeared as Midnight. He really lacks care. She thinks that ordinary words are very good. It can be seen that ordinary people will not say more intimate words to her.

Immediately, Xiao Hua didn't say anything more. Zi Ming snuggled up to Xiao Hua's left arm, walked out of the "black" underworld with a smile on his face.

The end of the Netherworld Path is bright and prosperous, and it is an extremely strange space.

But the so-called Huangquan Hall is like an oval chicken, covering the space, and above the four walls of the hall, there are many patterns that turn around. These patterns are similar to the flags outside the hall before, and are often unseen beast heads, but after these beast heads, different bodies are engraved.

These bodies are big and small, the big ones are nearly ten feet long, and the small ones are only one foot long. There are a lot of wavy lines drawn around these beast heads, which seem to be similar to ordinary water flow. However, when you look closely, each of the ripple is formed by white bones, but the bones can be bent now, really like water waves.

However, none of these could attract Xiao Hua's gaze. Xiao Hua had just stepped out of the Netherworld Path, and his eyes fell on the ground of the hall. Because the hall was covered with skeletons!!!

Layers of snow-white skeletons, with dark mouths and dark holes, were scattered on the ground like pieces of gravel. The light of the hall came from nowhere, but when it shone on these skeletons, it reflected back. A layer of unspeakable light and shadow appeared from the ground of the hall, just like a layer of turbulent underworld above the hall!

"The Yellow Spring Palace is indeed well-known!" Xiao Hua sighed, and even his soul consciousness was not released. In front of Zi Ming, the soul wise man, Xiao Hua's soul cultivation is nothing more than a child.

"Well, indeed!" Because of the light, Ziming was embarrassed to snuggle between Xiao Hua's arms again, but his hand was still reluctant to pull it out. After hearing Xiao Hua's words, he looked at Xiao Hua's face and said with a smile.

Under the light, Xiao Hua's sword eyebrows were particularly dark, his phoenix eyes were also slightly shining, his thin lips were closed together, and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Alas~" Ziming looked like a flower, but she sighed in her heart, "Since you have no fate, why should you meet each other? The fate of human beings... is nothing more than this!"

"Oh?" Xiao Hua saw Ziming staring at him. He turned to look at Ziming's face and said strangely, "Is there anything else to say about this Huangquan Palace?"

"Oh! There is no explanation!" Ziming's face turned red and smiled, "This Huangquan Road is what the undead wants to go! The establishment of the Huangquan Palace here is just to block the Huangquan Road to avoid the undead and the underworld beasts rushing into Mengshan when the Eye of the Netherworld is opened!"

"The Nether Beast?" Xiao Hua pointed his hand and said, "These should be all!"

"Yeah," Ziming nodded, "There are countless ghost beasts in the Yellow Spring Road, the Netherworld Sea, these are only common ones you can see!"

"Zi Ming, do you think... is there really a ghost in this world? Oh, or is this ghost really the realm of the undead?" Xiao Hua hesitated for a moment and finally asked.

"This..." Ziming didn't expect Xiao Hua to ask about this, and thought for a while and explained, "Actually, according to my Mengshan Witch Records, the great god Houtu transformed into Netherworld and became reincarnation alone, which is not connected to all interfaces! Only dead ghosts can enter through methods that no one knows! As for the Netherworld Sea, Huangquan Road, etc., it seems that they are all evil spirits, wronged souls, etc., which are different from the places where we live! And if Netherworld is really the realm of the undead, Midnight would have been resurrected long ago. Can I still worry about my whole life?"

When he saw Xiao Hua asking something again, Ziming smiled and said, "Xiao Lang, I have many secrets in Mount Meng, and even the wheel of heaven. If you are interested, you might as well come to my Houtu Village. The accumulation of Tuzu Village in the future will definitely satisfy your curiosity!"

"Haha~" Xiao Hua smiled and did not answer, and then asked, "In other words, the soul sect like Ziming who can control the evil ghosts does not know what the difference is between the Nether Sea and the Nether World?"

"It's not just me!" Ziming pouted, "Even Mr. Wu, or even the Witch King in Mengshan, I'm afraid I don't know about it!"

"Witch King..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly. After hearing Wu Lao and Ji Man, he heard the title of Wu Wang again.

"Let's go! Xiao Lang, I'm going to go in!" Zi Ming naturally looked back, patted his hand, took out the bone staff from his soul nest, pulled out his hand from Xiao Hua's hand, looked at Xiao Hua with a smile, and began to recite it in his mouth.

As Ziming's witch curse began to emit a faint green light from the bone staff, which became more dazzling in the Huangquan Hall. However, as time passed, the bone staff became heavier again, and Ziming's face also showed a hint of redness, which seemed to be quite difficult.

"Go!" Just when Xiao Hua was a little worried, Zi Ming lit the bone staff in his hand. The faint green light rushed out of the bone staff and landed on a layer of skeletons. "Brushed" like a big wave to wash away the sand. The green stained the white, and the shape of the yellow spring disappeared in an instant. At the same time, an oval with green fire suddenly emerged from the green. Then, the oval shape stood up strangely, forming a fire circle like the moon gate.

"Xiao Lang~" Ziming's face turned pale. He reached out to hold Xiao Hua's hand and said with a forced smile, "The door of the Yellow Spring has been opened. Are you willing to accompany me to Jiuyou?"

Xiao Hua was going to shrink his hand, but looking at Ziming's slightly pale cheeks, his face was not as good as Fairy Hongxia, and even more so than Jiuxia. However, the eyes on the cheeks were extremely hot, not inferior to everyone at all.

"Forget it, this is the only trip around!" Xiao Hua paused for a moment, and finally he did not avoid it. Ziming held Xiao Hua's hand and smiled sweetly at the corner of his mouth. Xiao Hua could see clearly that there was a very deep dimples on Zi Ming's right cheek, which made him smile sweetly.

Taking Xiao Hua's hand, Zi Ming stretched out his left hand and pushed it flat. The fire circle suddenly rushed out of a strong underworld wind, which was blowing towards the two of them. In an instant, Zi Ming's long hair blew up, and a few black hair fell on Xiao Hua's cheeks...

"Wow" only a moment, a green light shield emerged in Ziming's hand, blocking all the underworld winds. Then, Ziming took a step and walked towards the gate of the Yellow Springs.

A strange scene appeared. As Ziming and Xiao Hua hand in hand disappeared from the flat fire circle like a piece of paper, the fire circle suddenly exploded, and all the green fires scattered, igniting the entire Huangquan Hall. When the two elders of Jingsu Village arrived, they looked at the green fire all over the ground and showed helpless smiles on their faces.

Let’s talk about Xiao Hua as Ziming stepped into the Gate of the Yellow Springs, he felt that the light flashed in front of him, and there was no pressure to be transmitted. The whole surroundings were filled with a layer of dark green!

"Xiao Lang, keep your eyes closed for a while!" Ziming said considerately, "The eyes of the underworld here are blocked by the talismans in the green seal script. The brilliance of the green seal script is easy to make the naked eye uncomfortable! Moreover, it is best not to release the spiritual consciousness of the monk, as it will be corrupted by the wind of the darkness!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua closed his eyes obediently, and after a moment, he opened it. Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again, the green light was no longer dazzling.

Seeing Xiao Hua so obedient, Ziming suddenly felt a warmth in his heart.

"All these six are the Eyes of the Netherworld?" Xiao Hua saw that he was standing on a stone staircase. Under the stone staircase, there were six round deep holes shrouded by green light in the huge space.

These deep holes are arranged in a very neat manner, with two in groups and three in triangle shapes.

The entire space is filled with the wind of the underworld, and the green light in the deep hole is blown up like an eye. The light flows over the "eyes", which is indeed similar to the real eyes.

"It's really worthy of being the name of the Eye of the Netherworld~" Xiao Hua couldn't help but praise him when he saw this.

"Haha, Xiao Lang, this is nothing!" Ziming said with a smile, "If you see the existence in the Netherworld Eye, you will definitely be dumbfounded and will fall your eyes!"

"Oh? Really?" Xiao Huadaqi, "Mr. Xiao doesn't believe it!"

"Hehe, you wait!" Ziming slapped his hand and took out a shuttle-shaped Horcrux from the soul nest again. He chanted the witch spell again, and the Horcrux grew bigger and bigger...

"This... isn't this the flying magic weapon of my Dao Sect?" Xiao Hua was indeed a little surprised when he saw a flying boat similar to a small boat.

"Who said that only your Dao Sect has flying magic weapons, but I don't have one in Mengshan?" Ziming smiled and glanced at Xiao Hua with a flying eye, and said, "I have many more Mengshan, which is even better than your Dao Sect's methods. You will know slowly in the future..."

Speaking of this, Ziming's mouth was faintly bitter.

After being able to take the two of them to form a flying boat, Ziming jumped in first and stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, Xiao Lang, let you see the magic of my Mengshan flying boat and the mystery of my Netherworld Eye of Houtuzhai!"

"Okay, I'm going to ask for advice!" Xiao Hua had already experienced life and death in the underworld wind. Although he did not have a Phoenix Dharma Body, he was not unfamiliar with the Underworld Wind. He said with a smile and jumped up.

However, before he could stand firm, Ziming's hand had reached over, as if he had to cherish the moment in this Huangquan Hall.

Xiao Hua looked at Ziming as he was a little shy, but he seemed to be used to it and sighed slightly. After all, he just regarded Ziming as midnight before, and he was really not easy to adapt to for a while. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. Read.)
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