"Old friend?"

In the dense mist, Ling Zhouyue frowned, as if he smelled the scent of a beautiful woman.

But she also has principles when picking up girls, and she's not the type who can't move when she sees a beautiful girl.

Especially beautiful women with impure motives, she always refuses them.

"I have too many old friends and I have never heard your voice."

The soft female voice was slightly resentful.

"That's too cold, isn't it? Elder Lingzhou, don't you remember all the women you rejected?"

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

"Whether it's rejection or not rejection, if a person has to go through so many women in a year, can he still remember every one of them? It's enough to remember three of them in a lifetime."

The delicate female voice sneered, and her eyes flashed with laughter, and the flower branches trembled.

"As expected of the legendary bohemian, even an old-timer like me would have to bow down to him."

Seeing that the other party kept pulling and pulling, Ling Zhouyue couldn't break through the fog, so she simply sat cross-legged on the ground and drank with her head raised.

"Who are you?"

The delicate female voice suddenly said calmly:

"Let me introduce myself, the former Supreme Elder of Hehuan Sect and now the High Priest of the Apostle, Heiqin."

Acacia sect?

Ling Zhouyue nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

She knew a friend who used to be the genius of the Hehuan Sect.

It is a pity that this sect was annexed by the Holy Demon Sect more than 700 years ago, and the secret of Hehuan has been lost since then, which can be considered a great loss to the world of cultivation.

As for the High Priest of Heiqin, Ling Zhouyue seemed to have heard about her deeds somewhere, but she was not sure whether it was accurate.

"You told me earlier. You don't need to get involved with me. This name is also a famous person. I seem to have heard it somewhere... Were you the one who killed Gu Huizi of Daomeng last time?"

The delicate female voice is still calm.

"As a senior, it seems that the juniors have heard of him somewhere, and that is not considered prestigious. On the other hand, Li Wuxie, even if his cultivation level drops to Nascent Soul, everyone still knows about it."

How did this topic come up with Li Wuxie?

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

Ling Zhouyue remained calm.

"are you looking for me?"

A delicate female voice said:

"Li Wuxie is world-famous for his sword skills. Even if his cultivation level drops to Nascent Soul, he can still rely on his natal sword to regain his peak sword power in a short time. At this moment, he is standing outside the underworld and is about to go crazy.

Well, if he strikes down with one sword, even if he controls it with perfect accuracy, at least half of the three million Wuyan City citizens will die."

Could Li Wuxie still be able to make a comeback?

How can you know what's going on outside when you're in the underworld?

Ling Zhouyue was a little skeptical.

"So you came to me to ask for peace?"

"That's right."

The delicate female voice is very crisp.

"How about this? Let the national master and your precious apprentice fight over the ownership of the stone tablet. As the elders, we can just watch and have a chat. How about it?"

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

"I only have Qi refining skills, are you still afraid of me?"

A delicate female voice said coldly:

"Your recklessness is more terrifying than Li Wuxie. If you and I take action, many people in Wuyan City will die. If you agree to sue for peace and let the apostle get the inscription, I will not hurt anyone in the city."

"You think too much."

Ling Zhouyue said indifferently.

"I came here to see my apprentice's performance. I wasn't planning to take action, but I can't control him. You can do whatever you want. I won't believe a word the villain says. I will just watch you quietly."

Her words are very clear.

Peace is limited to her and her.

She doesn't care about the life and death of the people, it's up to Xiao Ran to decide.

The delicate female voice had no objection and just asked:

"Your apprentice is unusual. Where did you pick him up? Does he come from an unknown place like you?"

Ling Zhou drank endlessly with disdain on his face.

“You have a low vision and you don’t know where you look.”

The delicate female voice laughed:

"As expected of Ling Zhouyue, who is famous in the world of cultivation. Even though he is behind bars, he is still very domineering."

Ling Zhouyue sneered.

"If you could use all your strength, would you still try to get close to me here?"

The delicate female voice was speechless.

Ling Zhouyue only cared about drinking.

At such a close distance, Xiao Ran's fighting status could probably be sensed with the Blood Moon Bone.

This woman is very extraordinary. Her level and strength far exceed that of a national master. She can temporarily control an enemy general without doing anything, which is pretty good.

If she triggers the power of internal and external tides to rush against the wall, she cannot control it perfectly and accurately, and many people will die.

We can only look at Xiao Ran's performance.

…

Beside the stone platform.

Xiao Ran saw the master trapped in the mist.

It seems that the Imperial Master did not do it.

Not only is the mist trapping Master, there are also more and more mist in the maze.

Have the primates arrived?

Positioned along the dark mist in the Imperial Master's body?

Xiao Ran sighed, and it turned out that it was him who quickly found the inscription.

In the end, he fought it all alone.

Without him, under ideal conditions, it would take a primate two days at the fastest to reach the center of the maze.

This is what she said herself in the black ring group!

He saw that Master was safe for the time being.

The enemy is not so kind.

He speculated that the primate's true self might not be in the underworld at all, otherwise the situation would not be like this.

However, a large amount of dark mist is entering the maze.

Xiao Ran had an ominous premonition.

It's time for a quick victory!

The Imperial Master stood with his hands behind his back, facing Xiao Ran directly, holding out his majestic belly, and began to preach.

"You and I are not enemies, and we don't have to fight each other. My identity is a low-level apostle. My purpose is just to reduce the pain of desperate people before they leave. If humans can work together and control the apostles by chance, it will be a new kind of existence.

Even if you fail, it is better to leave peacefully and enter the Paradise than to die miserably in despair, right?"

Xiao Ran thought for a while.

If a person merges with the Netherworld, he will eventually become the Netherworld. Even if it is a human soul, everyone will glare at each other when they meet, shake hands with tentacles, and use suckers to admire each other...

It makes me sick just thinking about it.

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

Xiao Ran decisively drew his sword.

The mist has the effect of absorbing souls, so Xiao Ran can only get close to it.

The soles of his feet shook, and he drew his sword and struck.
To be continued...