Room C on the sixth floor of Wuwu Building.
The man in black robe sat leisurely behind the desk, raised his eyes to look at the steaming tea on the desk, and said secretly: "At this time, that little thing is probably trapped in the blood-transforming divine light array. If we wait for another cup of tea, maybe You can tell a result.”
Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves and with a pop, a figure knelt on the ground.
This man had a gray beard and an old face. As soon as he appeared, he roared and tried to get up, but the man in black robe stepped on his face and pinned him to the ground.
"Old Mo Kun, isn't it just to use your C-shaped room? Why are you so angry?" The man in black robe chuckled and said slowly.
"This is Wuzhilou. If you offend me, do you think you still have a chance to survive?" Mo Kun stared at the black-robed man with splitting eyes and roared hoarsely.
He no longer struggled. The opponent was much stronger than him, so struggling was useless.
"I am working for the Cui family. After everything is done, I will return to the Cui family. If you want to catch me in Wuwu Tower, you must first pass the Cui family."
The man in black robe picked up the tea cup, blew a long breath, and said: "And you are just a marginal elder in Wuwu Tower. Who do you think will stand up for you?"
Cui!
Hearing this, Mo Kun's expression changed. After a while, he suddenly said: "You previously pretended to be the master of the Anming Palace of Wuwu Tower. Aren't you worried that he would cause trouble for you?"
"Idiot, you are still the elder of Wuwu Building. Don't you understand that since I can pretend to be that old guy Ren Changfeng, I can naturally pretend to be someone else. Who will be able to discover my identity then?"
The man in black robe said proudly, "What's more, in this world, except for the guy with the divine eye, the flaming golden eye, and the ghost-yang green pupils, even the immortals have difficulty identifying me!"
Mo Kun's face darkened, and then he seemed to remember something, and asked in surprise: "Your surname is Hou, are you a descendant of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey Clan?"
The Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey is a strange race that has long since disappeared in the underworld. It looks like a vicious monkey, and its body is covered with monster eyes. It possesses a unique skill called "mirror exchange magic"!
After using this technique, the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey can transform into anyone in the world. The breath, appearance, and even the voice and smile of the other person will be firmly remembered. It is so accurate that even gods can hardly distinguish the true from the false. It is so weird. horrible.
It's just that a long time ago, an elder of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey Clan pretended to be the third Netherworld Emperor and caused great trouble. In the end, he angered the Netherworld Emperor and suffered the annihilation of the clan.
Since then, it has been extremely rare to see traces of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey in this netherworld.
"You can actually see through my identity. It seems that you people in Wuzhilou are not ignorant. Unfortunately, you found out too late and it doesn't help."
The man in black robe smiled lightly, but he didn't care.
"Sure enough, I didn't expect that the Cui family would dare to violate the rules of the Netherworld Emperor and take in the descendants of the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Monkey. If he were still alive, the Cui family would have to be completely purged!"
Mo Kun gritted his teeth, his face showing deep reluctance and anger.
As soon as these words came out, the man in black robe seemed to have his inner scars uncovered. He kicked Mo Kun violently and screamed with hatred in his mouth: "What Netherworld Emperor? That old guy who deserves to be stabbed a thousand times has already been He was killed by all the gods and Buddhas, and not even his body was left behind, so what’s the use of mentioning him!?”
His feet were so powerful that he broke so many bones in Mo Kun's body that he huddled in pain on the ground. However, he couldn't escape no matter how hard he struggled, and finally fainted.
After venting the anger in his heart, the black-robed man Hou Zhan picked up the tea and drank it all in one gulp, muttering: "Why is there no news yet? Forget it, don't wait, lest you have a long night and many dreams."
As he spoke, he stood up, lowered his head, and stared at Mo Kun on the ground, murderous intent rising sharply in his eyes.
Squeak!
At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.
A tall figure walked in, with a calm expression and a handsome face. It was Chen Xi.
He looked at Mo Kun on the ground, then at the man in black robe, and a cold arc appeared at the corners of his lips, "I'm sorry, you can't leave."
Hou Zhan was startled, then suddenly smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist is back so soon, but have you already found out the whereabouts of the Netherworld Pan?"
As he spoke, he exerted a sudden force on his foot, intending to wipe out Mo Kun's life without leaving a trace, but before he could take action, he felt his foot shake, and a powerful and powerful force was used to shake him. He staggered all over and almost fell down.
And that Mo Kun was rescued by Chen Xi.
"You lied to me and then killed someone in front of me. Isn't it too presumptuous?" Chen Xi's eyes were cold and he glanced at Hou Zhan lightly.
"Fellow Taoist! What do you mean?" Hou Zhan said in a deep voice.
"Okay, since you are still pretending not to know, I will make it clear to you," Chen Xi waved his sleeves.
There was a muffled sound, and more than ten bloody heads appeared on the document in front of Hou Zhan, listed one by one. It was unknown how frightened he suffered before he died. Each one looked horrified and twisted, full of unwillingness and despair.
Seeing this scene, Hou Zhan froze and said after a while: "Who are these people? Why don't I recognize any of them?"
"These are the powerful Earth Immortals in the Heroes Tower. Unfortunately, they don't know the whereabouts of the Netherworld Disk, so I can only come back to find you."
Chen Xi said coldly, not bothering to care whether the other party was still pretending, and said directly: "If you don't give me an explanation today, I guarantee that the end will be worse than them."
"Why can't I understand what fellow Taoist said?" Hou Zhanqiang said with a smile to himself.
"This is the Wuzhi Building. You must be worried about being noticed by them, right?" Chen Xi suddenly smiled and slowly closed the door with his backhand.
Seeing this danger, Hou Zhan's heart skipped a beat and he said to himself: "I am the elder of Wuwu Tower. How can my family be afraid of my own family?"
"Whether you're afraid or not, you'll know after you give it a try." Chen Xi's smile became even brighter.
next moment-
A shrill scream suddenly sounded in the room, lasting for a full stick of incense. The sound was extremely miserable and moving.
But outside the room, not a single sound could be heard, because this was the Wuzhi Building, and every room was restricted. It was difficult for even immortal thoughts to penetrate, let alone sound
"I said! Please let me go—"
Hou Zhan's shrill and painless wail sounded in the room, and immediately, all the noise stopped abruptly.
Hou Zhan was seen covered in blood, kneeling on the ground, his face blurred, and every inch of his skin was burnt. Even if he took off his black robe, no one would be able to recognize him.
"You'd better tell the truth and don't force me to use some soul-searching methods. Maybe you should know better than me the feeling of excruciating pain."
Chen Xi sat in the chair and looked at Hou Zhan quietly.
Hou Zhan's whole body trembled, and the look he looked at Chen Xi was like looking at a demon who would do whatever he could, showing deep fear and fear.
At that moment, he no longer dared to hide anything, and explained everything in a bamboo tube.
After hearing this, Chen Xi couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Although he had already guessed that the second elder of the Cui family would definitely use extremely tough methods to prevent Cui Qingning from entering Ziluo City, he still did not expect that the other party would actually deploy heavy troops in all 380 cities in the Six Paths Kingdom. This power can no longer be described as terrifying.
From this we can also know that as one of the most powerful forces in the Netherworld, Cui's background is very strong and terrifying.
"As for the Netherworld Disk, it was privately lent to King Chu Jiang of the Second Yama Palace by the second elder Cui Fangjun. Even the ancestors of the Cui family don't know about this, and the person responsible for this is me..."
Hou Zhan was indeed frightened by the torture. Chen Xi had not had high expectations for learning about the Netherworld Disk before, but he never expected that Hou Zhan unexpectedly gave him a surprise.
Through the fluctuation of Hou Zhan's soul, Chen Xi knew that the other party was not lying.
As for why King Chujiang wanted to borrow the Netherworld Plate from Cui Fangjun, it is actually easy to guess. He must have received instructions from Bing Shitian in order to use the power of the Netherworld Plate to bring Qing Xiuyi into the Netherworld at the critical moment. middle!
King of Chujiang!
Cui Fangjun!
Very good, you actually dare to get involved in the matter between me and Bing Shitian, then just wait and bear the consequences of offending me!
After learning all this, Chen Xi's face became a little gloomy, his eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.
"I've told you everything I know. Please, kill me. Don't torture me anymore!"
When Hou Zhan saw Chen Xi's uncertain expression, he was so frightened that he begged to die.
"die?"
Chen Xi stared at him for a moment, then waved his hand and knocked him unconscious, then imprisoned him and threw him into the pagoda of pagoda.
On the first floor of Wuwu Building, behind the paperwork, the old man in charge of reception looked calm and was still checking the accounts meticulously.
Chen Xi stepped forward, knocked on the table, and said, "I suggest you go to Room C on the sixth floor now to take a look."
After finishing speaking, he had disappeared.
The old man raised his head in displeasure, frowned and murmured: "Nonsense, who in this Netherworld dares to cause trouble in my ignorance building?"
He lowered his head and was about to re-check the accounts, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart. He couldn't help but rubbed his brow in annoyance, stood up awkwardly, and strode towards the sixth floor.
A moment later, an angry shout suddenly came from the six-story corridor: "What? Thousand-eyed ghost monkeys taken in by the Cui family? Damn you bastard! How dare you insult my elder of Wuwulou! This matter must not be let go!"
Immediately, everything fell silent.
…
After Chen Xi returned to "Feng Chu's Residence", he chose to retreat.
In ten days, it will be the ancestor worship ceremony of the Cui clan. It will be long or short. At that time, he will lead Cui Qingning into Ziluo City!
Before that, all he had to do was work hard to adjust his cultivation to the best state.
Cui family—
That is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den!
With Chen Xi's confidence in his own strength and the help of Xiao Ding, he had no choice but to be fully prepared.
(End of chapter)