Chapter 117
"Boss, if you don't believe me, you can go up and see for yourself..."

Until now, Xiaoheixiaobai was still in shock, seeing that Yan Jun didn't believe them, he directly suggested to let him go and see for himself.

Yan Jun said disdainfully: "Cut, just take a look, what's the big deal, I'm King Yama, who am I afraid of?"

"Shh, boss, keep your voice down, don't be overheard by those bosses inside, it's easy to get beaten..."

Xiaobai said in horror.

What kind of bullshit Yan Luo Temple, in the underworld, is just a small place a little bigger than a sesame seed. Compared with those ghost kings, it is not worth mentioning at all.

Even Yan Jun, he can only reach the level of ghost king, and he is not comparable to those senior old ghost kings.

"What are you afraid of? I have a book of life and death, what am I afraid of? Your grandma is an idiot, two cowards..."

Yan Jun said disdainfully, holding a book in his hand. This book is a divine book he picked up a few years ago, which he called the Book of Life and Death.

There are all kinds of ghosts and ghosts recorded in it, which are very scary to look at. What kind of hell judges, eighteen hells, etc., are very magical.

Since having this book, his strength has greatly increased, his cultivation has progressed very quickly, and his ambition has gradually been exposed.

At one time, he wanted to unify the underworld and create his own hell.

Black and White Wuchang shook his head helplessly, they knew that the boss was inflated again.

It's normal, he will swell every once in a while, and it will be fine if he is beaten severely, and the medicine will cure the disease.

"Hey...boss, it's not that I didn't remind you. The one above is much more powerful than those ghost kings. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself..."

Xiao Hei encouraged.

As soon as these words came out, Yan Jun's violent temper suddenly came up, "What the hell, what is the ghost king? Come with me, dare to steal my business, fuck him..."

It's okay not to mention the ghost king, but when Yan Jun was mentioned, he became even angrier, returned to the ground with black and white impermanence, and touched towards Youjian Inn.

"The expert you are talking about is inside?"

Yan Jun touched the wall and asked in a low voice.

This inn looks very ordinary, how could there be an expert, it must be these two brats who want to be lazy and deliberately find an excuse to trick me.

Hmph, I've already seen through your tricks as a witty person, just wait and see how I deal with you when I get back.

Inside the inn, Liu Suifeng had already woken up, looking blankly at everything in front of her.

"Uncle, you finally woke up!"

Seeing Liu Suifeng wake up, Liu Qingfeng finally couldn't help crying, hugged him tightly and cried bitterly.

"Qingfeng? Why am I here, am I already dead?"

Liu Suifeng was surprised, his last consciousness stayed on two little ghosts, one black and one white.

He vaguely remembered that after his death, he turned into a ghost, floating in the world without knowing where to go.

Suddenly two little ghosts appeared, one black and one white, and fooled him into telling him that they had a good place with food, lodging and salary included.

Then he followed them away, but halfway there, he suddenly felt a force pulling him back.

Those two little devils couldn't stop him, so he didn't know what happened to E Anhua next.

"Uncle, it was my master who saved you. In order to save you, the master even took out Huangquan fruit..."

"Huangquan fruit! Hiss..."

Liu Suifeng was shocked, and looked at Ye Qiu, feeling extremely shocked.

God, there is such a beautiful man in the world.

Cough cough... No, come again.

God!There is such a person in the world, who can even get Huang Quanguo, who is he?
He looks very young, but his cultivation is unfathomable, and... according to Qingfeng, he is still Qingfeng's master?

Unexpectedly, it was really shocking that Qingfeng could worship under such an expert.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Suifeng was very excited. Originally, he was worried that Liu Qingfeng would have no one to rely on after he left, and how he would live in the future.

Now he is finally relieved, with such an expert protecting him, he should be able to spend this life safely.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior. It's just...it's really not worth wasting a Huangquan fruit for my mere life that should have died."

Ye Qiu didn't change his face, and said: "There's no need to be polite, Huangquan fruit has already been used, so it's useless to say anything at this time.

If you really want to thank me, then live well and don't waste my fruit..."

As soon as Ye Qiu said this, Liu Suifeng's heart sank. Originally... he never thought of living in the world.

However, Ye Qiu's kindness was too great, and he couldn't afford it at all.

In order to save him, Ye Qiu was willing to take out the Huangquan fruit. With such a great kindness, if he committed suicide again, he would really be a little ignorant.

"Okay, now that you're awake, Qingfeng, do you still remember what I told you? Take your second uncle back home!"

Ye Qiu finally said something, but Liu Qingfeng did not refute. He knew that in order to get Ye Qiu's approval, he must first learn the sword art in the painting.

Then he bid farewell to Ye Qiu, and left with Liu Suifeng with a confused expression on his face.

"What's going on? Isn't he your master? Why are you driving away?"

Liu Suifeng originally wanted to say a few words to Ye Qiu, but Liu Qingfeng dragged him away directly, this sudden change confused him.

"Second Uncle, the Master has not agreed to accept me as an apprentice, but he gave me a painting, which contains a very powerful sword art. When I master the mystery in the painting, I can return to the teacher... ..."

"What painting? Show me..."

As the two walked, Liu Qingfeng took out the scroll and gave Liu Suifeng a palm.

When Liu Suifeng saw the scene in the painting, she gasped and said, "Hiss...Qingfeng, you must practice hard, this kind of sword art is the best in the world, if you can practice it successfully.

Even if you can't return to the master's gate in the end, you can still be invincible in the world, Zhongxing family! "

Liu Suifeng was extremely shocked in her heart, she didn't expect...there are such strange people in the world, it's too scary to have such an artistic conception in just a painting.

"Second Uncle, don't worry! I will definitely complete the test given to me by Master, and I will come back to him after I learn the sword art in the painting..." Liu Qingfeng said firmly.

The two walked together and left the Dizhou, looking a little lonely.

When they came, the whole family was happy, but now they are gone, there are only two people left.

Perhaps after going through this incident, the gap between them has disappeared, and their affection for each other has grown deeper.

"Boss, why did you let them go?" By the window, Li Yi looked at the two figures from the back on the wasteland and asked deeply.

Ye Qiu shook his head and smiled, and said, "This place doesn't belong to them! It's useless to stay here, it's better to leave as soon as possible, so that you can spend your life peacefully..."

Actually, apart from this point, Ye Qiu had another idea.

That is……

I drove them away because I was afraid that those two little devils would come to the door again, and it would be troublesome again.

Ye Qiu couldn't understand their origins until now. If they were really from the underworld, wouldn't they be causing trouble?
That's definitely not possible, Ye Qiu has always been able to get along, and will never take the initiative to cause trouble.

After the two left, Wang Hai and the others also offered to leave. They still wanted to explore the ruins and went back to recuperate despite Ye Qiu's suggestion.

For this, Ye Qiu can only express regret, there are always people who want to die in this world, you can't stop them.

(End of this chapter)

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