"For the present plan, I'm afraid I have no choice but to agree. In the end, I'll summon Ming Shenzong and others and use Audio-Visual Orb to stage a conspiracy drama. I can make up a random plot, and with the cunningness of the middle-aged scribe, it is expected to be flawless. At that time, I will bring this Audio-Visual Orb to see the little thief, and let the little thief be so resourceful that he will never realize that he has already conspired with Ming Shenzong and others."
Zhou Shirong thought about it again and again, and realized that the calculation was correct.
"Stop talking nonsense, you shouldn't."
Xu Yi was not interested in listening to his flattery. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it would be safe to let old ghost go undercover.
"Junior, don't bully others too much. I hope you keep your word and I will go through fire and water for you again."
Zhou Shirong had an angry look on his face and a sneer in his heart. He just said this and turned his head.
Xu Yi snorted coldly, "Old ghost, I would like to advise you, don't play any tricks. I have hidden the corpse in the bottomless cave. If you want your soul to return to your body one day, just cooperate honestly."
The Inferi was really in his Sumeru Ring, but there was always a string in his heart that he would never trust old ghost, and he also knew very well that the Inferi was the corpse that old ghost had nurtured for hundreds of years, and was the result of hundreds of years of planning. As long as he held on to this thread tightly, no matter how many tricks old ghost had, he would never be able to get it out of the palm of his hand.
Sure enough, just as Xu Yi finished speaking, Zhou Shirong almost fell to the ground. If he could cough up blood, he would have spurted out blood.
His plan was not imprecise, and he was 90% sure that the corpse was among the little thief Sumeru Ring.
But even with that small possibility, he didn't dare to take the slightest risk.
Just as Xu Yi thought, his centuries-old plan is all about that infernal corpse. If he kills the little thief and gets Sumeru Ring, he will not see the infernal corpse, but what he is waiting for is probably his soul.
As for torturing the ghost of the little thief and asking for the whereabouts of the corpse, given the little thief's character, he didn't give the slightest hope of retribution.
Almost staggering across the threshold, Zhou Shirong was hurt both physically and mentally. He sat on Yingzui Rock for a long time, encouraging himself thousands of times to give it a try. The infernal corpse must be in the little thief's Xumi ring, but he warned himself thousands of times that he could not gamble. If he won, he would not be sure, and if he lost, he would lose his soul. This bet was too big, and it was simply unbearable.
Tianfeng Xunxun sat there for a long time, then got up sadly and walked westward. After a while, the Jingsi Hall where the little thief was was now in front of him.
Zhou Shirong had an idea, but he really couldn't afford the gamble. Then he thought again, as long as the little thief got what he wanted and killed Zhou Daogan, the possibility of returning the inferi was extremely high.
After all, the Inferi is not a magical elixir Precious Medicine. The little thief has no other use except to use it to tease himself.
Since we can't afford to take risks, we can only continue to be ravaged by petty thieves.
With a lot of humiliation and a lot of unwillingness, Zhou Shirong came back again.
Without any illusions, Zhou Shirong neatly informed Xu Yi of the previous gathering and conspiracy with Ming Shenzong and others.
Xu Yi jumped at the crime and said, "This person is actually so vicious. If it weren't for your hard work, I wouldn't have been able to take advantage of you."
He was really shocked in his heart. Although he was confident and capable, if he really fell into a siege rashly, he would probably suffer a hidden loss.
After all, he has also inquired about the methods of Ming Shenzong, Purgatory Venerable, Song Tingshu, and Shanshan Buddha. They are all the most powerful people in the world, and they all have trump cards. Condensed Liquid Realm is invincible in all aspects.
Zhou Shirong was so disheartened that he had no intention of taking credit. He just said that it would be up to you to decide how to operate it, and then left. He didn't even have the intention to listen to Xu Yi's response.
After Zhou Shirong left, Xu Yi thought about it for a moment in the lobby, summoned a certain team leader, and whispered a few words. Immediately, the team leader took Mechanical Bird and rushed to the nearest city. He returned at midnight and delivered something to Xu Yi.
This matter will be discussed later and will not be mentioned.
But when the team leader was about to go, Qiu Wa jumped up and shouted, "I miss my sister and I want to go find her."
Xu Yi Then I remembered how I had forgotten the snow Fairy. Suddenly, a graceful and graceful Fairy appeared in my mind, and my heart couldn't help but sway.
To be honest, after being in this world for many years, Xue Zihan alone gave him a feeling of being ethereal and relegated to the mortal Fairy. It seemed that having this character proved that he was in a certain Xianxia world.
When the thought came to this, Xu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, put aside distracting thoughts, picked up Qiu Wa, and walked out.
After asking for the directions of Qiu Wa and Xue Zihan, we walked around the secluded path and found the vast martial arts field in front of us.
Looking at it at a glance, his gaze passed over the countless Lei Tings whose killing sounds were loud and loud, and was drawn straight to a red iron monument in the northwest corner.
The iron stele is three feet high, and its entire body is red and almost black. The strange red color seems to have been formed by soaking in the sea of blood for millions of years.
He quickly approached, and when he was thirty feet in front of him, he felt a hazy coercion penetrate his chest.
Qiu Wa, who was playing in his arms, suddenly curled up into a ball, squeezed tightly into his arms, and whispered, "Bearded Uncle, I'm afraid, that black stone is so cold."
Xu Yi rubbed her little head, walked away, her eyes fixed on the seven bloody words "kill" on the iron tablet, and she couldn't let go for a long time.
Detour around to avoid Seven Fiend Soul Tablet, pass through the lively and noisy martial arts arena where there are constant sounds of fighting, turn east, and walk to the mountainside on the north side, where another platform appears.
Qiu Wa pointed to a low wooden house at the north corner of the platform, "Sister lives there." As he spoke, he slipped out of Xu Yi's arms, and Hu Hu's short short legs danced like windmills.
At this time, the battle was going on in the martial arts arena, and the wooden house for the candidates to stay temporarily was quite peaceful.
There were only about a dozen people scattered in all directions, either drying clothes or walking with fists and feet. They were surprised to see the little baby running. There was no abnormal movement at all, but Xu Yi, who was wearing black armor, had a strong aura and returned to peace.
"Sister, sister, Bearded Uncle is here, Bearded Uncle is here..."
It was the first time that the little guy appeared in front of people, especially when he was running in front of a large crowd. He deliberately showed off in front of his sister. He yelled away from a distance, rushed to the door, and jumped in through the window, but Snow Beauty was nowhere to be seen. He jumped out again, his nose suddenly flattened, and his big black eyes became misty.
Compared with Xu Yi, which brought her joy, Xue Zihan, the first one she saw after her resurrection, made the little one deeply attached to her.
Xue Zihan disappeared for the first time. It was as if the little guy had lost his mother. He was about to burst into tears.
Xu Yi quickly stepped forward, picked her up, and said comfortingly, "My sister may be looking for you, be good, don't cry, I'll look for you later Bearded Uncle."
The little man barely stopped his tears, nodded, and lay in Xu Yi's arms, feeling miserable.
Xu Yi revealed his identity as the commander and asked everyone in the room. He immediately got the news: Xue Zihan was picked up by Elder Liufeng's envoy early in the morning.
"Snow Fairy, it's ready to be washed. The Lord has been urging me for a long time."
Outside the curtain, the maid's urging came again.
In the bathtub, the clear soup is like snow, the petals are delicate, and Xue Zihan's body is like gelatin. It has been soaked in it for nearly two hours. She sat firmly in the bathtub without moving at all.