Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

The King of Chujiang is the master of The Underworld, the master of the dead souls of the Yin Soldiers, and the powerful man in the underworld.

These two people...how do you think that they are all unrelated to each other, right?

At this time, Yun Siqing woke up from the faint and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Young Master Xiao, where are we..."

King Chu Jiang's expression moved, and he immediately rushed forward desperately, holding Yun Siqing's hand.

"Wan'er, after ten thousand years, Dad finally saw you again!"

Even though King Chu Jiang was seriously injured at this time, the Ghost Qi on his body was full of majestic strength.

At this time, his close contact with Yun Siqing caused Yun Siqing's forehead to see cold sweat, and she almost fainted again.

"You...who are you?"

"I don't recognize you!"

King Chu Jiang was startled slightly, and his body shook suddenly like an electric shock.

Xiao Lin slowly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "King Chujiang, I think there might be any misunderstandings between this?"

"No, nothing can be wrong..."

King Chujiang looked dull and muttered to himself: "This king will not admit the wrong person, you are obviously Waner..."

"King Chujiang, I can tell you responsibly, her name is Yun Siqing, she used to be my friend in Yangjian, and she just came to the prefecture for just a few days."

King Chu Jiang was still skeptical, and said in a deep voice: "Girl, can you take off the veil and let this king take a look?"

Yun Siqing paused slightly and looked at Xiao Lin inquiringly.

Ever since Venus, the goddess of beauty, left an incurable scar on her face, Yun Siqing has been very inferior. Except when she was alone with Xiao Lin, she did not dare to show her appearance to outsiders.

Xiao Lin nodded slightly, "Siqing, take it off and show him."

Only then did Yun Siqing gently take off the veil, revealing his delicate and handsome face, as well as countless hideous scars on his face.

"you you......."

King Chu Jiang's eyes widened, his body trembling violently with excitement, and his speech was incoherent.

But after a while, his eyes dimmed and he sighed heavily.

"Emperor Ming, you are right, she is not Wan'er, I have admitted the wrong person."

The mighty ghost of the Erdian Yama, at this time, was like an old father in vicissitudes of life, with a bitter and sad expression on his face.

Yun Siqing couldn't help asking sympathetically, "Master Chujiang, is this Wan'er your daughter?"

"good."

King Chu Jiang nodded, and raised his hand to create a light curtain.

A girl appeared above the light curtain, dressed in a white robe, with a weak and thin figure, as weak and handsome as a Jiangnan woman walking out of the painting.

Seeing this girl, Xiao Lin and Yun Siqing couldn't help being shocked.

Regardless of her facial features or figure, this girl is exactly like Yun Siqing was carved out of a mold!

What surprised Xiao Lin even more was that the girl on the light curtain was also holding an antique huqin, gently flicking the strings with her slender fingers, as if she was intoxicated by it.

That look and appearance are exactly the same as Yun Siqing!

"Gosh, it's so alike..."

Yun Siqing couldn't help muttering to herself: "Is this your daughter?"

"This is my only daughter, Jiang Wan'er."

King Chu Jiang smiled bitterly and said, "Girl, I just mistaken you for Wan'er, so I ordered my subordinates to bring you here. If you are offended, please include more."

Xiao Lin asked doubtfully: "Dare to ask where your daughter is now?"

"She was imprisoned in The Underworld on the eighteenth floor."

King Chu Jiang clenched his fists, a sharp murderous intent shot into his eyes.

"Before ten thousand years ago, I had a dispute with King Qin Guang of Yama, a palace, because of his ownership, and led his soldiers to fight, and finally it was not resolved under the mediation of Lord Zhuan."

"Unexpectedly, this King Qin Guang held a grudge and used his private power to capture my daughter into the eighteenth floor of The Underworld. No matter how I persecuted, he would not release her."

"There is such a thing!"

Yun Siqing's eyes widened in astonishment. She didn't expect that this Netherworld Palace would be even darker than Yangjian.

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

"why are you laughing?"

King Chujiang clenched his fists and said angrily: "Could it be that he laughed at the king's uselessness and couldn't even save his own daughter?!"

"No, no, you misunderstood."

Xiao Lin waved his hand and said with a smile: "What I am smiling about is that you and I are meeting here today. It is not only my fate, but also your great fortune."

"Oh?"

King Chu Jiang was puzzled, "What do you say?"

"To tell you, I came to this Netherworld Palace without any hesitation on this trip, just to save people from The Underworld on the eighteenth floor."

Xiao Lin smiled and said, "If you want, maybe I can do you a favor."

King Chu Jiang's body shook suddenly and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Emperor Ming, Chu Jiang dare to ask, please rescue my daughter from The Underworld on the eighteenth floor!"

"As long as your Excellency can rescue Wan'er, I am willing to be your pawn and go through all the waters and fires, wherever you go!"

"It's no longer necessary to go through fire and water."

Xiao Lin waved his hand and said with a smile: "But I really have one thing, I need to ask Lord Chujiang for help."

"Emperor Ming, please speak!"

King Chu Jiang said excitedly: "As long as Chu Jiang can do it, he will never shirk even if he goes up to the sword and down to the sea of ​​flames!"

"It's not a big deal."

Xiao Lin squinted his eyes and said, "This trip goes to The Underworld on the 18th floor to save people. I'm already 90% sure that I can succeed and get out."

"But after getting away, I need to make my two friends turn from ghost bodies to male bodies again, and leave the underworld and return to the Cangwu Continent."

"It's easy!"

King Chu Jiang didn't even think about it, and waved his hand disapprovingly: "There is a mirror of Samsara in the temple of the Lord of the Ten Temples, Lord Lord of Yama, and you can pass through Samsara by sneaking in while Lord Lord of Lord is out on a parade. The realm, send you back to the world of Yang."

"As for reshaping the physical body, it is the ability that the ghost emperor Sakyamuni of the South China Sea possesses, and it is not difficult for you to have the sacred axe of the dark ghost in his hand."

"good!"

Xiao Lin couldn't help but lift up his spirits, "Since this is the case, we will say it all!"

"We are now heading to The Underworld on the 18th floor. Just wait for the news of our triumphant return!"

"Emperor Ming, wait a minute."

King Chu Jiang hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and took out a Medicine Pill from his arms.

This Medicine Pill egg-sized, pitch black as ink, looked exactly like a black briquettes, but exuded a gloomy Ghost Qi.

"This, please accept it."

Xiao Lin took the black briquettes and looked suspicious, "This is?"

"I have been in charge of The Underworld for more than a million years, and have executed countless ghosts and ghosts, and stored all their power to make this ten thousand ghost pill."

King Chu Jiang sighed, "I originally wanted to leave this Medicine Pill to my daughter, so that she can protect herself even when I am away."

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