The Path Toward Heaven

Bu Lao Lin's highest-ranking assassin, or he can hide himself in the shadow in some way, but the shadow under the tree is true, then there is only one possibility, this is the projection from the underworld.

Twenty years ago in the Mingcui Valley outside Chaoge City, the assassin of the Lao Lin assassin failed to assassinate Zhao Layue, but was silently killed by the projection of the three disciples of the Master.

Who is this shadow that appears in Chaoge City tonight?

The shadow bulged slightly, as if to be detached from the ground, illuminated by the starlight refracted on the wall, gradually taking shape.

The figure was very chubby, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could faintly see that he was wearing colorful clothes, indicating that his status in the underworld was extremely high.

"Introduce yourself."

The chunky figure had a delicate and gloomy voice, but it was extremely powerful and majestic.

His vocalization is a bit weird, and human language should be rarely spoken.

"I am the High Priest of the Nether."

If after the death of the Emperor Hades, the Hades is the strongest of the Hades, only one person is qualified to raise objections.

The blood of the imperial royal family is flowing on the high priest, and the power and realm are extremely high. No matter how they look, they are real big men.

Changing to other practitioners, even the elder-level strong in various denominations, suddenly found that the high priest of the underworld appeared in front of the eyes, there would only be two reactions, or screaming pale and trying to warn, or pale pale directly scared past.

Jing Jiu was very calm, like an old man asking for directions, saying, "What's the matter?"

The high priest's voice floated in the alley like the wind, as if the string would break at any time, with some surprise: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

Jing Jiu said: "Maybe you are strong, but this is Chaoge City. Even if you are afraid, it should be you."

The high priest said, "When your Master was soaring, I went to Qingshan to see what was Chaoge City?"

Jing Jiu said, "Say something."

The high priest's colorful clothes mixed with the dark shadows looked extremely strange, just like his voice: "I heard that you are a very good at negotiating, so there must be nothing to insist on."

This sentence makes sense, but Jing Jiu heard more. His conversation with Bu Qiuxiao just started today, and it actually reached the underworld?

He said, "Be straight."

The high priest said, "If the Seal of the Hades is really in your hands, or can we cooperate?"

Sure enough, there is no impenetrable wall, even the giant wall that runs across the earth and the underworld, even the abyss.

His conversation with Bu Qiuxiao reached the underworld, and even the unknown conversation between him and the mage was heard by the high priest.

Jing Jiu said, "I'll talk to him first."

The high priest said: "No matter, I just report to you first and leave a name. When you make a decision in the future, remember that there is still my way, at least give us a chance to bid."

Jing Jiu said, "I can't imagine the benefits of working with you."

The high priest said: "The greatest benefit is the blow to the peace of Taiping."

Jing Jiu said suddenly, "Are you familiar with Zhongzhou faction?"

The high priest said blankly, "If you don't trust me, treat me as if I haven't appeared, but I hope you can remember this conversation."

After saying this, the starlight faded, so the shadow under the tree also faded a lot.

The wind still leaves, the shadow returns to the ground, and it returns to normal.

Jing Jiu turned and left the alley.

He did not return to Qingshan directly, but went to the old Meiyuan.

The garden of Meiyuan was shrouded in stars, as if a layer of clear water was washing the tile eaves silently.

He walked into the hall and sat down a few weeks before the Fang Fang case.

It was not the high priest who came, but his projection.

But if the high priest suddenly takes a shot, he may encounter great trouble, because the large array of Chaoge may not start.

The high priest dared to project in the Chaoge City, and he must have received some guarantee. Since he is not a real person, who would it be?

The Hades had been imprisoned in the town's prison for more than 600 years. It was normal for the Zhongzhou faction to communicate secretly with the Nether.

Does Yunmengshan want to identify himself again, or is it against himself and Qingshan? He used to think that Chaoge City was the safest place outside Qingshan and Guocheng Temple. No one would assassinate himself here, but thinking about the story in Guocheng Temple two years ago, this view was naturally questionable.

Starlight passed through the window and fell on him, casting a shadow on the ground just before the case.

The next moment, the shadow floated slightly, like a leaf blown by the wind.

Such a picture was only staged in his eyes not long ago.

"Again?"

He felt a little tired.

The figure in this shadow is much thinner.

This time it came from the projection of the mage master.

Jingjiu asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

The mage stunned the sapphire blue shirt lightly, and the figure in the shadow was empty in real time.

"He can know our conversation, and I can't find out what he's doing? In fact, the news of the Emperor's Seal was deliberately omitted."

Regardless of the world or the underworld, power-related conspiracy struggles are always so exciting and boring.

He knocked on the case in front of him and said, "The point is, how do you know I'm in the old plum garden?"

The mage did not answer his question, and said directly: "Work with me and send the high priest into the river."

Jing Jiu said, "Benefits?"

The mage walked to the window with both hands, the shadow dilutes the starlight outside.

His projection is even shorter than the body, and it looks like a weird and terrifying puppet.

"I checked for a long time, and today I finally determined that he has been secretly connected with Yunmengshan. Killing him is good for you and Qingshan."

The mage turned and looked at him and said, "And if he went to Heihe to sleep, the chaos in the Nether could be calmed down as soon as possible, and you and I can rest assured to choose a new emperor."

Jing Jiu said, "Is it that we have reached an agreement?"

The mage said: "I'm not Liu Ci or Yuan Qi Whale. It's not enough to persuade me to betray a real person. I will only join hands with the final winner. You are so weak that you can't trust me."

Jing Jiu said, "No."

The mage said, "I'm here to send the letter. Are you sure you don't want to know the content of that letter?"

Jing Jiu wanted to take out the bamboo chair to lie down, again remembering that the bamboo chair was being squatted by Xue Ji, and had to lie down on the floor, looking out at the starry sky outside the window.

The mage glanced at him, flicked his sleeves, the shadow was blue, and disappeared.

Overnight, I saw the two most powerful men in the underworld continuously, and Jing Jiu was also a bit surprised and tired.

He was very indifferent in these two conversations, even with a condescending attitude, but that was just appearance.

Both the high priest and the mage's projection can pose a great threat to him.

The level difference between the two sides is too far. If it is not for the Seal of the Emperor's Emperor in his hands, these two dialogues will not happen at all.

Just as if he didn't have Yinfeng's life card and didn't have the secret, during the day, Bu Qiuxiao would not negotiate with him here.

A young man walking around the world with the most precious books and being able to sit and talk with the nobles of the princes seems to be chic, but it is also a very dangerous thing.

He knew who wrote the letter the mage said.

It is indeed the most convenient and even the fastest method to communicate on the surface of the vast heavenly continent through the projection of the great people in the underworld.

The problem is how people on the continent can pass information to the underworld.

Before he had no mosquitoes in the town, only Taiping real people had the ability. The Zhongzhou faction also had some method.

He knew his brother too well, knowing that even if he only glanced, he might fall into the opponent's game, so he didn't want to read the letter at all.

There is also a question. If the high priest tracks himself through the news of the Zhongzhou faction, how will the mage know that he is in the old plum garden?

He didn't know he would be here until he thought about it.

Jing Jiu felt something wrong.

He had a similar feeling when talking with Bu Qiuxiao in this hall during the day.

Who has left traces in his body?

He carefully recalled the experience of this life ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Visit the most subtle place in the body, without any doubt and nothing found.

When fighting against Tian Jinren at that time, the other party's consciousness did enter his body, but there was no trace left.

His body is still so clean and pure, except for some silk in the waist and abdomen and spine.

Just thinking quietly, the night passed quickly.

Chenguang sprinkled the window, he stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly found that there was a line on the ground where the mage disappeared.

"A cloud floated in the south."

Seeing this sentence, his body became a bit stiff, and slowly turned to look out the window to the south.

There are countless clouds in the sky in the south. Which one is the one that must die?