As He Xi walked out of East Street, he suddenly felt a trembling and numb feeling flowing through his body.
She suddenly paused, a solemn look on her face, looked ahead not far away, and shouted coldly: "Who is it?!"
As he finished speaking, a man in green clothes slowly appeared not far ahead.
The man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. His hair was tied up high with a silver string. He was dressed simply, but he exuded a faintly cold aura.
He Xi looked at the man's solemn expression, but he didn't know that the man was also full of doubt in his heart.
Qinglong, the first guard beside Hades, was best at hiding in plain sight. He had never failed even when tracking a Jindan stage master. However, he did not expect that he would be discovered so quickly by a mortal with no spiritual power at all.
"Who are you?"
Hearing He Xi's cautious and distant question again, Qinglong immediately restrained his momentum and said, "Sir, please don't panic. I just want to invite you to Wanfeng Teahouse for a chat on behalf of my prince."
He Xi frowned slightly, but his vigilance did not dissipate, but became even more severe. "I don't know any prince. Did you recognize the wrong person?"
When Qinglong saw Hexi turning around and about to leave, he quickly stepped in front of her and said, "Young Master, your medical skills are superb, how could you possibly make a mistake? Please come to Wanfeng Teahouse."
A fierce look flashed in He Xi's eyes. She recalled the two energies that had just hit Doctor Xie. It was obvious that someone was hiding in a high place watching the show. Could this person be the owner of this mysterious man?
But no matter who it is, what does it have to do with her? He Xi narrowed her eyes slightly and said nonchalantly: "What if I don't go?"
Qinglong's eyes were gleaming coldly, and he exuded a cold murderous intent, "Master has never failed to invite anyone he wants to invite."
He Xi looked at him with cold eyes. Although a strong and irresistible fear surged in his heart, it did not show on his face at all. He held the invisible needle silently in his hand.
She was determined not to accept coercion from anyone: "Do I have to go just because your master invites me? Who is he to make me listen to him?"
Before she could make her move, Qinglong suddenly remembered his master's instructions, and quickly suppressed his killing intent, and said respectfully again: "My master is called Hades. In addition, my master asked me to tell you that he has what you want, and you will not be disappointed if you go there."
Pluto?!
He Xi was startled, and suddenly remembered the handsome and talented man that the female cultivators in the restaurant had mentioned. A legendary figure who was only twenty years old, but whose cultivation was comparable to that of a grandmaster.
Thinking of what those women said about this Hades, a hint of interest appeared in He Xi's eyes.
What a handsome face, evil temperament, cold personality, domineering behavior, although countless beauties have fallen for him under his suit pants, he has never been interested in taking a second look. Um... Isn't it said that if you can have no reaction to beautiful women, you are either a transvestite or a gay?
He Xi suddenly became interested in meeting the legendary King of Hell.
Of course, the most important thing is, what on earth could this powerful man have that would interest her?
Thinking of this, He Xi nodded to Qinglong and said coldly: "Why don't you lead the way!"
Qinglong staggered and nearly fell down. After all, he was the number one guard in the Palace of Hades and a master in the Golden Core Stage. How could he have fallen to the point of being used as a servant by this young man without any spiritual power?
I really want to kill this arrogant and conceited boy! (To be continued)