I have a magical tree

Yan Zhen can be sure that his memory is not wrong. Although Chengdao's body was not found, he found Chengdao's broken life jade, as well as the broken mother jade at home. All of this explains one thing. , that means Yan Chengdao is dead!

Yan Zhen's face darkened. It seemed that Chengdao's death was a huge blow to him. If he had heard this kind of pretentious voice in the past, he probably wouldn't have stayed at all, let alone hesitated.

놛I didn’t look back, I suppressed the roiling thoughts in my heart, calmed down my heart, and then continued to move forward. The best way to fight against this kind of thing that has the effect of confusing the mind is never to keep the mind and have no desires. Don’t think, but run! The further you run, the better!

The other methods are only adopted after making sure that you can't escape!

놙Yes, just as 놛 took two steps, a call came from 꺗.

"Dear, wait! I'm dead, but my remaining soul is still there. It's rare to be awake at this time..."

"Get out!" Yan Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, driving the voice away from the surroundings. The overbearing art of mystery is actually able to peer into the heart, reveal what is in the heart, and in turn confuse oneself.

Yan Zhen continued to move forward, without even looking back during the whole process. Yan Chengdao was dead, not to mention that the biggest tragedy was that his soul was completely destroyed. Even if he really existed, how could he be here?

This is a newly opened ruins, and Yan Chengdao died in the Black Siege. The two are far apart and have no connection! The remaining soul of 놛 cannot be here now!

"Dear 꿵, my time is limited. My death was caused by the cooperation between Nangong Nei and 그, but I don't know that 그."

The sound came again, and this time Yan Zhen finally stopped. He knew clearly that the sound he heard was a sound, but he still couldn't help but want to hear it again. Especially, the sound was so similar, it was exactly the same as Chengdao. .

"The other 그 has extremely strange cultivation, a fellow Xianwu practitioner. I originally thought it was Huang Ji, but then I thought that that 그놙 is not Huang Ji!" Yan Chengdao's voice was very urgent, as if he was in a hurry.

But this time, Yan Zhen's expression began to change, because what these words revealed... he had never thought of!

"It's not Huang Ji?" Yan Zhen couldn't help but answer after all, "Then do you have any guesses? Is it the Wutong Divine Sect?"

Although his heart was still full of doubts, 놛꺗 felt that he had to guard his mind to avoid being taken advantage of by this weird thing.

"I don't know, I don't know the member of the Wutong Divine Sect, but that member is probably still in the Black Mansion!"

Yan Zhen resisted the throbbing in his heart, and finally turned around and looked behind him, only to see a frail and broken figure half submerged in the yellow and turbid river.

놛My pupils suddenly shrank, it was so similar, even the breath was so similar, but how could it be 땣? 놙땣 said this weird method is really amazing. And the words just now reflect this weird wisdom. Generally, monsters can communicate with 그, but 껩 has no such logic!

Of course, it’s enough to listen to what this weird person said, and I won’t believe a word of it. But this weird thing is right, that is, 놛 has indeed been suspicious of Nangong Nei from the beginning to the end! Even though it was later confirmed that the Wutong Divine Sect was involved, 놛껩 never completely let go of this suspicion.

"Why are you here?" Yan Zhen suppressed the color on his face, suppressed his thoughts, and put himself in an absolutely calm state. Since he stopped and started communicating, he simply went deeper, it was very Be cautious, but when it’s time to take risks, 놛껩 is not afraid at all.

Moreover, I have a premonition that if I am still in this secret place and never go there, this thing will be unavoidable. Even if I avoid it this time, I might encounter it next time.

The virtual figure, who looked almost identical to Yan Chengdao, shook his head, "I don't know. I just felt your breath and I woke up. I don't know anything about what happened before, and I woke up." When I came here, I was already here!”

The suspicion in Yan Zhen's eyes became even heavier. How could it be possible? It didn't make sense at all, but he didn't expose it, "Really?"

Yan Chengdao nodded, "That's true, dear, where is this place? Is it near Heijing?"

Yan Zhen listened to the being in front of him calling him "kiss", but there was no wave in his heart, "This is a ruins, very far away from the dark side. Ordinarily you shouldn't be here now!"

"Really?" Yan Chengdao's eyes showed confusion, "Why is this so?"

놛Looked down at the yellow turbid stream he was in, "I thought this was the underworld, this environment, this big yellow river... I thought I was in the underworld. I was still wondering just now, why did you come here? "

Yan Zhen was silent and looked around again, fixing his gaze on the rolling yellow stream, his eyes flashing.

"Underworld..."

Is there really an underworld? Yan Zhen didn't know that there was such a thing in the legend. In the legend, the underworld is where the living beings go after death. The soul will break away from the deceased and be led by the mysterious existence to the world of death.

There is also a big river in the underworld. Its water is yellow and turbid, and it is difficult for geese to float on it and it is difficult for people to cross it. It is the place where the souls of the dead return. After death, all people go to the underworld and ferry to the underworld to reach the depths of the underworld.

There are ten levels of hell deep in the underworld to atone for the sins committed during life, and finally reincarnate and start a new life!

But legends are legends, and these are all fictitious things that have never been proven. Death does not reappear in the world, but it always turns into a monster and has nothing to do with the so-called underworld.

껩No top 땣극 has ever experienced the so-called underworld. If the underworld really exists, 놛I can’t believe that after so many years, not one of them has ever set foot in it, and not a single word has been left behind to prove it!

Therefore, in front of me, I don’t believe a word of the so-called underworld theory spoken by Yan Chengdao, but at the same time, I can’t help but think, how great would it be if all of this was true? Maybe 놛 really has a chance to meet Chengdao.

"꿵Dear, do you not believe that I am Chengdao?" Yan Chengdao looked at Yan Zhen with a wry smile.

Yan Zhen's face was expressionless and he didn't say much at all, because he really didn't believe it.

"Yes, how can a dead man reappear? Even if he reappears, it is weird and has little connection with his life! It's normal for relatives not to believe it. If it were me, I wouldn't believe it!" Yan Chengdao sighed. , "Dear, I have a feeling that my time is running out, and this meeting will be the last time. My child is unfilial, and I have not fulfilled my filial piety in front of the church. Let's say goodbye!"

After saying that, Yan Chengdao knelt down directly. He was half suspended in the underworld. Now he knelt down, and the water from the underworld almost submerged the entire body!