Hell Emperor

Chapter 288 Xia Wei-Confirmation

"Master, it turns out you are really alive. Where are you..."

After listening to Ren Changhong's story, Xia Wei felt melancholy and felt a little more convinced.

He once turned into a third-grade artifact, valued his family more than himself, had known You Die for a long time, and was willing to use the opportunity to make a wish to the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace on his companions...

A single sign may not mean much, but when all these deeds are added up, a gradually clear silhouette emerges in Xia Wei's mind. If it's not Ye Jie, who is it?

Even if he is in the Moluo Palace, Ye Jie's nature will not change, so that Xia Wei, who is familiar with him, can immediately confirm his identity just by relying on the description given by Ren Changhong.

When she thought that her master was still alive, Xia Wei felt a surge of joy in her heart. However, knowing that Ye Jie was trapped behind the Moluo Palace, her inner joy turned into depression, and she didn't understand what happened.

Hua Xiaomei's body trembled and she clenched her fists, but she still suppressed the excitement in her heart and asked: "Wait a minute, the Shura Jie you are talking about, when did he join the Demon Palace?"

"When? I met him in the Mo Luo Temple one day before the summer solstice this year..." Ren Changhong answered.

Everyone checked and found that the date mentioned by Ren Changhong was almost the same as the date when Ye Jie's soul died. This result also made everyone more convinced that it was indeed Ye Jie.

Li Ba's pupils shrank. This incident completely overturned her understanding and made her unable to believe it: "Wait a minute... Brother Jie's soul is in a state of disintegration, but we saw it with our own eyes. How can a disorganized soul be resurrected? This is unheard of, I'm afraid There is an error..."

Ren Changhong also fell into silence, thinking: "Maybe it was His Highness Moro who took action... His Highness Moro came to the ninth rotation. The various methods she mastered are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Maybe she saved A Jie."

After hearing the name of Moruo, everyone exclaimed. They all still remember the shocking scene that Lord Moro left for them at the end of the battle with Lord Guang Wang.

From this aspect, it is indeed possible that Moro saved Ye Jie, but what puzzles everyone is why she did this? As the strongest person in the Ten Palaces of Yama and known to everyone in the Three Realms, why did she go out of her way to save Ye Jie, whose strength in her eyes was as low as dust?

Just using the names of Mo Luo Temple and Shura, the monk Baoshuo, who was still furious just now, gave up his resistance and accepted his death obediently. The reputation of the Lord of Mo Luo Temple was so terrifying.

At this time, Nan Linghe seemed to have remembered something and covered his mouth in surprise: "Master Mo Luo Hall... I seem to have seen her at the Talisman Competition in Tianxuan Hall."

Hua Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She was also present at that time and analyzed: "Yes, I remember that the main account of Tianxuan Palace was handed over to Master Mo Luo by Brother Jie. At that time, Master Mo Luo was very happy and said that he had remembered Ye Jie. . Is it possible that he was finally rescued because of this incident?

Everyone nodded repeatedly, this was the most likely result. Otherwise, they would never have imagined how the master of the Demon Luo Palace, who was powerful in the three realms, got involved with Ye Jie.

Everyone was talking one after another, either happy or sad, with different expressions. Only Li Feimo and Shen Qingge did not join the discussion, but looked distracted.

Xia Wei saw their changes and couldn't help but worry: "What's wrong? Sister Moth, you have been a little absent-minded from the beginning. Is there any accident?"

Li Feimo was nervous and didn't say much, but Shen Qingge looked at Ren Changhong beside him with a complex expression: "Master, you didn't say before that the competition of the Nether Spirit Divine Art will determine the master of the Nether Spirit Hall. Belonging to…”

"Didn't I tell you?" Ren Changhong was slightly startled. Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have not elaborated on the content of the competition except for borrowing Youdie.

Shen Qingge sighed: "Youdie is Momo'er's companion Spirit Butterfly, but now he is openly opposing the master and siding with Moluo Hall, causing the main tent of Netherworld Hall to be left behind. Now, I'm afraid we will all become Traitor of the master sect..."

"It's just a loan of Youdie, is it so serious?" Xia Wei was shocked and asked quickly.

Ren Changhong also realized the seriousness of the problem, and frowned: "I was careless in this matter. After my death, I left the master and found another way out in the Demon Palace, but I ignored you... If the master If the investigation is carried out, just say it was me and let them come to me."

Shen Qingge looked worried, turned his head and said: "It's not entirely Master's fault. When I heard about the competition of the Nether Spirit Art, I should have thought of the main account, but I neglected it at the time. However, this is not entirely the fault. bad thing……"

At the end, she took a deep look at Ren Changhong, and there was a bit of relief and joy in her eyes: "Without Youdie, Master would not be able to leave the Moluo Palace and return to us, let alone Brought back news from Ajie."

Li Feimo also put aside his worries and nodded repeatedly: "You're right, even if the master sect is held accountable, we can still find a solution. As long as we can be with our families, we can overcome many difficulties!"

Xia Wei took a step forward and assured Li Feimo: "Don't worry, I will protect you. Whoever dares to hurt you, I will kill all those people!"

Shen Qingge's head was covered with black threads, and he quickly persuaded: "The people in the Underworld Palace have inextricable connections with the Xuannv Sect. They are not interested in killing them. It's better for me to step in when the time comes."

As he was talking, Li Fei'e also picked up the fluttering Youdie and asked curiously: "Youdie, Youdie, is the Shura who turned you into a fourth-grade magic weapon really Brother Jie? You are so close to him, you must have recognized him."

Li Fei'e's words undoubtedly attracted the attention of everyone, and they surrounded Youdie, wanting to hear her answer. No matter how they guessed and judged, it was not as accurate as Youdie's answer.

Surrounded by everyone, Youdie seemed a little shy, soared up, hid behind Li Fei'e, and refused to stick her head out no matter what.

On weekdays, Li Fei'e took good care of her companion spirit butterfly and let her be petty, but this time, it was about Ye Jie's news, and she couldn't let Youdie escape blindly, and had to ask a result from Youdie.

Being caught by Li Fei'e, Youdie was a little embarrassed. Ye Jie had told her not to reveal her identity. If she answered now, wouldn't it be against Ye Jie's instructions? And she also didn't want to deceive her master.

In a hurry, Youdie closed her wings and pretended to be dead. The light on her body dimmed and she just quietly stayed in Li Fei'e's palm.

"Youdie, what's wrong with you? Wake up." Li Fei'e opened her eyes wide. No matter how she called, Youdie didn't respond at all. "Strange, what happened to Youdie?"

Shen Qingge saw something, and a light of wisdom flashed in her cold eyes: "Okay, E'er, don't embarrass Youdie anymore. If I'm not mistaken, it should be Ye Jie who specifically told her not to reveal the news, which made her embarrassed and had to resort to this last resort."

Hearing this, Xia Wei was also stunned: "Master doesn't want us to know about him? Why..."

Shen Qingge stroked her forehead. In her opinion, Ye Jie was probably afraid that Xia Wei would be impulsive and do something irrational after learning the news. If she offended the Lord of the Demon Luo Palace, she would not have a good life in the future.

However, when the words came to his lips, Shen Qingge changed his words and said, "I believe that Ajie must have his own difficulties in this matter. We just need to believe him."

"Really..." Xia Wei's pupils trembled, and her lonely and helpless thin body shook constantly. She felt unspeakably lost in her heart. Could it be that she did something wrong, which made Ye Jie unwilling to recognize her?

Li Fei'e patted Xia Wei's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry, knowing that Brother Jie is still alive is more important than anything else. One day, we will go to the Demon Palace and ask him clearly."

Nan Linghe also nodded vigorously, and the haze of the past few days was swept away, revealing a sweet smile: "That's right, sister Xia Wei, we will go with you."

The encouragement of her family came to her ears. Xia Wei pursed her lips hard, and her heart was also filled with silent emotions. She secretly vowed that no matter what she encountered ahead, she would rescue her master from the Demon Palace.

Ren Changhong's attention was not here. She looked around and soon found something strange. She walked over with a curious look on her face.

Seeing this, everyone was a little puzzled, but they still followed her closely. Soon, a strong golden light appeared in front of them.

Ren Changhong stopped. In front of her was a tall stone pillar, which was wrapped in golden light. The surroundings were in a mess. The lower part was almost buried by ruins, but the upper part was intact.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xia Wei. The ruins around were all Xia Wei's masterpieces. Logically speaking, all the buildings in the Vajra Baolun Temple were destroyed by her indiscriminate magic light, but this stone pillar could still stand here. It was not damaged at all. The texture was quite solid.

Xia Wei was puzzled, so she looked at Ren Changhong for advice: "Sister Hong, why did you bring us here? Is there something special about this stone pillar?"

Ren Changhong smiled: "It can be intact under the magic light just now, which shows its extraordinaryness. In addition, it is not a stone pillar, but a golden wheel unique to the East."

"Golden Wheel?"

Hearing this name, Xia Wei's bright eyes also flashed with curiosity. She reached out and touched the stone pillar, but saw that the surface of the stone pillar was flat and thick, and there was no rough texture at all.

Ren Changhong nodded. With her knowledge, she could recognize the extraordinaryness of this thing at a glance, but it seemed a little worse for others. Even if this thing was close at hand, they still couldn't see the mystery inside.

"Is this the Golden Wheel? I heard that the ghosts in the Golden Wheel Hall have replaced ordinary ghost messengers with the Golden Wheel. I thought the Golden Wheel looked even more extraordinary..." Hua Xiaomei looked around the Golden Wheel, and her eyes were filled with curiosity. She had served as a ghost messenger in Guangwang Hall for many years, so she was very curious about what was so extraordinary about this so-called Golden Wheel. A small stone pillar could absorb all the souls within a radius of 100 miles and maintain the process of reincarnation without the intervention of ghost messengers. Unlike the curious crowd, Nan Linghe was absent-minded. As she was walking, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. Even Li Fei'e, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch. She took the initiative to pull Nan Linghe up and asked with concern: "Sister He, are you okay? Don't get hurt."

Nan Linghe smiled embarrassedly: "I'm fine, just a little careless..."

Li Fei'e scratched his head and joked: "You are too careless, aren't you? I remember Xia Wei taught you the Liufeng Huixue step. You have learned advanced body movements, why can you fall while walking?"

The corners of Li Feimo's eyes twitched. She had never seen someone fall down while walking after practicing advanced body skills. Only Nan Linghe, who was usually in a daze, would be so careless.

Nan Linghe stuck out his tongue: "I seemed to have stepped on something just now, so I couldn't stand still..."

Hearing this, everyone laughed, not because of ridicule, but because they thought Nan Linghe's innocent appearance was very cute.

Only Hua Xiaomei seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help but touch her chin: "Wait a minute, how could Sister He fall out of thin air? She must have stepped on some treasure! It must be like this!"

She had full confidence in Nan Linghe, and immediately started searching around the place where Nan Linghe fell. She wanted to dig up the entire land to find the secret that caused Nan Linghe to fall.

Unfortunately, everything backfired. No matter how Hua Xiaomei tried, there was no result in the end. There was no magical treasure underground, but some inconspicuous garbage was buried underground.

"Sister Mei, have you found any treasures?" Seeing Hua Xiaomei's busy actions, Xia Wei covered her mouth and smiled. She was also curious about what treasures Hua Xiaomei could find.

Hua Xiaomei replied dejectedly: "No baby, a lot of miscellaneous garbage was buried here, such as rags, sacks, and purses. Sister He tripped over a broken box that was exposed on the ground... By the way, these Are they all from other travelers?"

"Pocket?"

Hearing this, Xia Wei's eyes narrowed, and an idea flashed in her mind. She remembered the severed ghost before, so she wanted to find a unique purse.

Seeing that Xia Wei was so concerned about the purse, Hua Xiaomei did not doubt that she had it, and handed over the purse she found from the ground: "This is the purse. This is just an ordinary purse, not even a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. Not at all. It’s hard to understand why those monks buried these things here, as this is simply a landfill for worthless garbage.”

Hua Xiaomei was speechless for a while. She thought that because of Nan Linghe's talent, it must be some extremely precious treasure that could trip her up. Unexpectedly, it was just a pile of worthless garbage. She was so excited about it for a long time. , the result is all in vain.

Xia Wei didn't think so. There was a bit more lingering joy in her eyes when she looked at Nan Linghe: "This purse is exactly what the evil ghost who died unjustly was looking for. Unexpectedly, it was Buried here... If it weren't for Sister He, we might have turned this place upside down and we wouldn't have been able to find the whereabouts of the purse. Now we've found it all at once! Come on, let's return the purse to that evil spirit now."