"Did you find it?" Da Wuhui, who was confused, suddenly heard a man's voice. This voice had a magical power, which seemed to penetrate different spaces to reach Wuhui's sea of Taoist thoughts.
Da Wuhui was shocked, looked around the empty things, frowned slightly, and asked uncertainly: "Master of the Undead?"
"Lord of Realm?" The voice seemed to mock himself, "It's just a servant who protects the key, and it's still a company..."
The Lord of the Dead Realm did not finish speaking, but Da Wuhui strangely heard the sadness inside. Da Wuhui suddenly remembered the feeling when he first saw the Dead Hall: It was not a hall, but a kind of loneliness, a kind of
Loneliness, a kind of longing.
Is this undead master trying to say that even his beloved cannot protect his beloved?
"I really didn't expect..." The Lord of the Undead Realm said self-deprecatingly again, "I actually lost my composure when I met you for the first time..."
"Lord of Realm..." Da Wuhui shouted softly, not knowing how to comfort him.
It was silent for a long time.
"Your name is Da Wuhui, right?" asked the Lord of the Dead Realm after a long time.
Da Wuhui nodded.
"From today on, you will be the Lord of the Undead Realm." The Lord of the Undead Realm said again.
Da Wuhui looked around in shock and asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Not why? Do you want the King of Realm bow?" asked the Lord of the Undead Realm.
Da Wuhui suddenly fell silent. Before he saw the King of Realm, if the Lord of the Undead asked him like this, he would definitely not. Because he didn't want to be the Lord of the Undead, he was facing a group of flesh-free skeletons all day long, and
It would be better to let him feel good at facing a pig.
However, when Da Wuhui's September Sword met the King of Realm, the King of Realm appeared inexplicably attraction that involved his September Sword. It seemed that the King of Realm wanted to be with the King of Realm Sword.
Together, it seems that the king bow of this world is one and the September Sword.
"Did you feel it?" The Lord of the Undead said to Da Wuhui, who had not spoken for a long time, with a lonely tone in his voice, "The King of the Realm and the September Sword are originally one."
Da Wuhui looked around in shock again, and he suddenly roared: "You come out! Are there any residual spirits in this king's bow?"
"No..." the voice rang.
Just after Da Wuhui yelled, he suddenly felt a breeze blowing in front of him. A middle-aged man in a black long gown was carrying a long-legged glass, and the fine wine shining with amber light appeared without rippling.
The man was half held on the stone platform, leaning on the King of Realms, in a comfortable position.
Da Wuhui looked at his eyes. The man's eyes made him unable to see any emotions, but it was just calm. But it made Da Wuhui fall into his eyes strangely, making Da Wuhui unable to help but put his heart deepest.
The longing in the place and the deepest sorrow are brought out.
Da Wuhui opened his eyes wide in horror, and purple lightning flashed through his eyes.
The power of the evil two pupils appeared involuntarily.
The middle-aged man smiled faintly without any impact and said, "Yes, very potential."
Da Wuhui looked at his face, a very charming face, he looked at it for a long time, just like seeing a lover he hadn't seen for many years.
The middle-aged man did not hesitate to Da Wuxuan's naked eyes. He even raised his head and took a sip of wine. This position was charming, just like the natural charm of Princess Xiaoyu.
Da Wuhui suddenly snatched the middle-aged man's glass and drank it all, then said, "You are not a human!"
The middle-aged man was stunned and then smiled. His smile was sad, and he said softly: "I'm not a human."
"What the hell are you?" Da Wuhui looked straight at the middle-aged man and asked.
The middle-aged man stood up gently and stroked the King of Realm. He did not answer Da Wuhui's question, but said: "The King of Realm is the bow, and the September Sword is the arrow..."
When the middle-aged man said that "September Sword is an arrow", he glanced at Da Wuhui and asked with a stressful question: "It's an arrow, do you understand?"
"Arrow..." Da Wuhui repeated, lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he suddenly raised his head and placed the September sword in his hand on the King of Realms.
The September Sword came to the center of the King of Realms. The tip of the sword was placed in the center of the King of Realms, like a sharp arrow ready to be fired!
Da Wuhui looked at this scene in surprise, and he was shocked!
The middle-aged man waved his hand gently, and the long-legged glass in Da Wuhui's hand returned to his hand. He stretched out his hand and stroked it, and an amber light flashed in the long-legged glass again.
The middle-aged man pushed the long-legged glass gently and came to Da Wuhui. Da Wuhui came back from the shock, grabbed the long-legged glass and drank it all over and said, "Tell me, I'll listen."
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The middle-aged man looked at King Gong of the Realm and Jiuyue Jian and said, "I am a servant who protects the keys...that year... beside the Santu River, I met her..."
Santu River? Da Wuhui was shocked. He knew this, and mentioned it in the bamboo slips given to him by the old Taoist in the Lower Realm. Santu River is the only river to go to Huangquan Road.
The current of this river will be divided into three types: slow, ordinary and rapid according to the behavior of the deceased during his lifetime, so it is called the "Three Ways".
If there is really Santuhe River, is there really an underworld!!!
"I fell in love with her... Of course I couldn't get recognition... So we ran away with the key... On the way to escape... the keys separated... that is, they were divided into the current September Sword and the King of Realm...
After this... we hide for many years..." the middle-aged man continued to recall.
After Da Wuhui came back from his shock, he originally wanted to ask if there was really an underworld and what happened to this key? But when he saw the expression of the middle-aged man, he did not ask.
That expression was a deep thought, and deep attachment made Da Wuhui unable to speak.
"I never thought of our union... Heaven will not allow it... She used all the last strength to protect Xiaoyu... She left with peace of mind... But she didn't know that Xiaoyu was not a normal person either..."
Da Wuhui is silent, but only silence is silent.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he gently rubbed against the King of Realm for a long time...
Da Wuhui stood there silently for a long time, for a long time...
Da Wuhui finally understood the life experience of Princess Xiaoyu, and finally understood why Princess Xiaoyu was a person who was about to die and was full of death. Da Wuhui also seemed to understand that this middle-aged man might be that illusory and more mysterious than the immortals.
The existence of the underworld!
"A long time later... a fairy clan in the celestial fairy realm came... I failed... She snatched Xiaoyu away... and Xu Sandang followed... Later, a woman came..."
Da Wuhui's heart thumped. He was now extremely sensitive to women.
"This woman tells me... you will save Xiaoyu... you will come here..."
Da Wuhui trembled all over. He excitedly came to the middle-aged man and asked, "Who is this woman?!"
The middle-aged man looked at the excited Da Wuhui and slowly said, "Wind Chime."