"Enough! Let him go, and I promise to cooperate with you."
Xi Jiuye roared angrily.
He is not a good husband, but he always tries to be a good father.
He had already lost one son, so he had no choice but to sit and watch another son die in front of his own eyes.
He still couldn't forget the way the little monster looked at him before he died.
"Knowing the current affairs is a hero. In comparison, you are indeed more suitable than your son to become the god of resentment."
Murong old Fangxian said happily.
Xi Xingluo is not a suitable candidate to resent God, this kid is too weak.
For the God of Resentment, the stronger one's own strength is, the stronger one will become after becoming the God of Resentment.
"However, I will not become a god of resentment."
Unexpectedly, just when Murong Old Fangxian was happy, Xi Jiuye's next sentence made Murong Old Fangxian startled.
"Xi Jiuye, you're kidding me!"
Murong Lao Fangxian was furious.
"I don't have any resentment in my heart. You should know better than me how to become a god of resentment."
Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.
"How could you not complain, don't you hate those who took everything away from you, Emperor Xin, Ye Lingyue, and your enemies who killed your father and mother?"
Old Murong Fangxian had a look of disbelief.
He intends to win over Xi Jiuye, so he has already investigated everything about Xi Jiuye.
This is why Bing Xin said that Xi Jiuye would be the right candidate.
"I don't hate them. I Xi Jiuye does things, and I don't blame others. Every step I take is my own."
Xi Jiuye said coldly.
He used to hate.
Hate Di Xin, hate Ye Beiming and his wife, hate the god of the underworld.
In those years, he also relied on these so-called hatreds to continue to grow stronger.
But all these so-called hatreds became a thing of the past the moment Ye Lingyue died.
It was only then that Xi Jiuye knew that all the hatred was finally in the face of Ye Lingyue's death, and she couldn't fight like this.
Instead, there is endless regret.
If everything can be done again, he is willing to let go of everything and join hands with Yeling in Tianya.
However, everything can no longer turn back.
"You! I am so mad. Since you have no resentment in your heart, you are useless to us. Your son, don't even think about living!"
Murong Lao Fangxian said bitterly.
"Let him go, I'll give you something, I believe, you must be interested in it."
After Xi Jiuye finished speaking, he took out something.
"That is?"
Murong old Fangxian said in surprise.
"Kunlun's secret treasure map. I think you should be very interested in what is behind the Queen of Kunlun."
What Xi Jiuye held in his hand was the map of Kunlun's secret treasure that he painstakingly collected.
Murong Lao Fangxian's eyes lit up.
The figure behind the Queen of Kunlun is quite attractive to anyone, even the wrathful gods.
"I use it in exchange for Xingluo's life."
Naturally, Xi Jiuye also knew the usefulness of the map hidden in Kunlun.
It's a pity that after Wujitian experienced the collapse of the Tianhe River, the terrain changed drastically, and the location of the Kunlun Secret Store became more elusive.
"As you wish, your son, you can take him away. However, he made the Red Moon Oath. Once my Queen Red Moon wakes up, he will still be under the control of the Queen. What you rescued is just a puppet That's all. Even so, you still want to save him back?"
Murong old Fang Xian squinted at Xi Jiuye.
He raised his hand.
The vines quickly entered Xi Xingluo's body.
Those resentful lights and shadows also disappeared without a trace.
Xi Jiuye is a smart person, but unfortunately, he cannot be used by the Red Moon Queen.
"If there is such a day, I would rather kill him with my own hands."
Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.
"If, in the future, the person in front of you is Ye Lingyue, will your answer be the same?"
Murong old Fangxian smiled.
"That day will never come."
Xi Jiuye was categorical.
Ye Lingyue would never pin her hopes on others.
Besides, Ye Lingyue has Daojun Bingxin, Mingri and his wife by her side, and those who protect her, so she will not fight alone.
Thinking of this, Xi Jiuye smiled bitterly, compared to him, he is really lonely.
"Also, the Lunar Saintess is also in your hands?"
Xi Jiuye's eyes darkened.
He had probably guessed that there was something wrong with that wooden door.
"You are only worried about the saint of Taiyin. I thought you would ask Ye Lingyue's whereabouts first."
Old Murong Fang Xian wondered.
"She's not in your hands."
Xi Jiuye shook his head.
"how do you know?"
Murong old Fangxian wondered.
"Otherwise, you will use her to threaten me. People like you know how to handle people's weaknesses best. Besides, you can't do anything to Daojun Bingxin."
One word from Xi Jiuye silenced old Murong Fangxian.
Murong old Fangxian was speechless.
"The Holy Maiden of Lunar Yin left not long ago. Like you, she handed over something that satisfies me. But next time, you may not be so lucky."
Murong old Fangxian said in a low voice.
"There is no next time. When we meet again, I will kill you with my own hands."
After Xi Jiuye finished speaking, he helped Xi Xingluo.
Both father and son disappeared together.
"Tsk, what a pity."
Murong Lao Fangxian looked at Xi Jiuye's back and shook his head.
He looked at the map of the Kunlun Secret Store in his hand.
Although he failed to recruit Xi Jiuye as the God of Resentment, getting the map of the Kunlun Secret Store was an additional gain.
That's the map of Kunlun's secret treasure... The thing behind the Queen of Kunlun is really tempting.
It's just because Murong Old Fangxian knows that there are countless temples behind Queen Kunlun.
Those who fell with Queen Kunlun back then, there are thousands of temples.
Those temples were once the habitat of some powerful temple gods.
The wreckage of their temple is also hidden in the Kunlun secret treasury.
Although they are just wreckages, if those temple wreckages are discovered, they can be rebuilt into temples, and more importantly, there is a high probability that the temples will have the inheritance of those temple gods back then.
These dark and resentful gods have not yet formed their own temple. If they can have a temple, they can develop more believers.
But when Murong Lao Fangxian opened the Kunlun secret treasure map in his hand, he couldn't help staring, and almost didn't curse.
"That's unreasonable! Xi Jiuye, you kid is playing tricks on me!"
Murong Lao Fangxian was very angry.
Although the map of the Kunlun Secret Store in his hand has been pieced together completely.
But the topographical map above, Murong old Fang Xian couldn't recognize it at all.
There are no place names, only a vague mountain range and a lake.
The entire Thirty-Three Three Days is so big and such a vague instruction, how long will it be possible to find it.
How could there be no place names and lake names... Murong old Fangxian stared at him with his beard blowing, his eyes rolled around, and he already had an idea in his heart.
"It seems that this is the only way to do it. I don't believe it. No one in the world can decipher this secret map."