Gu Han asked what the purpose of that curse was.
"Cold girl."
Zuo Yang frowned and said, "You mean, it's dangerous for my junior brother to go to the ghost clan?"
"Gonna...die."
Leng Meizi suddenly lowered her head and whispered, "He... will die..."
What!
Everyone was shocked and didn't expect this answer at all.
"well."
Ji Wuya suddenly sighed, "The palace master can go and stop it in person. How dangerous what he wants to do is... can be foreseen."
"Pity."
Not far away, Yun Xiao seemed to have some regrets and sighed, "It would have been great if he had promised me back then. It would have been too unfair for him to die in the hands of those Xiaoxiao guys from the ghost tribe!"
"promise you?"
Xia Qingyuan's expression turned cold, "Yun Xiao, at this time, you
Are you still stubborn? You are simply hopeless!"
During the conversation.
With the red gold color in his eyes, he wants to burn with Yun Xiao and get rid of this scourge completely!
"etc!"
Suddenly, a slightly indifferent voice came over.
But she is a cold girl!
"Girl."
Xia Qingyuan was a little confused, "What are you..."
"Senior, I have something to say to him."
Leng Meizi slowly raised her head, her face had returned to calmness, she turned her eyes to Yun Xiao and said indifferently, "I heard that you want to resurrect your son?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Yun Xiao nodded, "Not bad."
"Did you make it?"
"No."
"Do you know why you failed?"
"No suitable container..."
"wrong."
Leng Meizi shook her head and said indifferently, "The key to resurrecting him is not in the container at all, but that you used the wrong method. No matter how many lives you sacrifice with blood or no matter how perfect the container you find, you can't save him!"
"Maybe."
Yun Xiao's tone was a little cold, "It's just my last resort..."
"I can help you."
"What?"
Yun Xiao was startled.
"I can help you resurrect him."
Leng Meizi's tone was still calm, "My method is guaranteed to have a success rate ten times higher than yours."
moment.
Yun Xiao's cloudy eyes lit up, much brighter than when he just saw Mei Yun!
"You...seriously?"
"Of course it is true."
Leng Meizi said calmly, "I just heard from Senior War King that you and the previous palace master were old friends a hundred thousand years ago. You should be very familiar with the underworld organization. I am also a ferryman, and my seat is... eleven."
"besides."
After a pause, she added, "I forgot to tell you, the underworld magical power I learned...is the underworld festival."
Chapter completed!