Chapter 850 The road is far away

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In the hall, Ji Ningtian is sitting on a high throne, Wen Ya is standing on his left side, and Wu Qing is standing on his right side. There were nine people standing scattered under the high seat, all of them were as silent as cicadas. They were nine of the ten palaces of the King of Hell.

As soon as the two of them entered the palace, they heard a voice saying: "Zixiu is so proud now, it's really shocking..."

Before the man could finish speaking, he saw a flash of silver light, and a hidden weapon grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood, cutting off what he was about to say.

"King Bian Cheng, since you came here under the soul summoning order, you should know that I am not the one with the most dignity." Fang Zilan walked to the center of the crowd and said with a stern expression: "Or are you disobeying the soul summoning order?"

King Bian Cheng snorted coldly, "Young master, I'm here. Zi Xiu, please stop blaming me for anything."

Fang Zilan raised her head and looked directly at the person on the main seat. After a while, she bowed and said: "Guimen Zixiu, pay homage to the young master."

"Zixiu, since you summoned everyone here today with the soul summoning order, you don't have to worry about me." Ji Ningtian's voice came from a high place, and it sounded a bit like watching a show.

"Yes." Fang Zilan stood up straight, glanced at the Nine Palaces of Hell one by one, and said calmly: "I summoned you here today because I have something to ask."

King Qin Guang, the leader of the ten kings of hell, said calmly: "What do you want to ask?"

"Back then, Hidden Sword Villa and Wanhua Villa wiped out their families, but what did you, the Ten Palaces of Hell, do?" As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, the Wheelrunner King standing at the bottom changed his expression, "Zixiu, you..."

"What am I?" Fang Zilan walked up to the Wheel Wheel King, "The Wheel Wheel King, among the ten kings of hell, I have some friendship with you, so why don't you answer me?"

"Zixiu, you..." Wheelrunner King looked at Fang Zilan in disbelief. She smiled almost cruelly, "Watcher King, are you going to disobey the soul summoning order?"

Wheelrunner King watched helplessly as the dagger in Fang Zilan's hand fell on the side of his neck. He clenched his fists and said, "Zixiu, do you really want to do this to me?"

"I'm counting tens." Fang Zilan continued without any reaction, "Ten, nine..."

"Zixiu, why are you asking about this?" King Qin Guang's voice had a hint of urgency. Fang Zilan stopped counting and raised the corners of his lips with a nice arc, "Someone is killing someone in my name, so I'm not allowed to ask." Already?"

"You..." King Qin Guang took a breath, and Fang Zilan continued to count her, "Five, four..."

The Wheel King stared at Fang Zilan intently. She felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. She wondered where this kid got his confidence. Did he really think he wouldn't kill him? Or is their friendship so good that no matter what he does, she won't do anything to him?

"One." Fang Zilan said the last number, and with a slight force on his hand, he scratched the skin of King Chakravartin, and at the same time a voice suddenly sounded, "It was King Chujiang who did it!"

"When did you learn how to be powerful?" Wen Ya's expression turned pale, and Fang Zilan chuckled, "You just learned it."

Since Wen Ya was willing to speak, he was too lazy to chat with her and said straight to the point: "The King of Wheels also has voodoo. You are the main voodoo, and he is the deputy voodoo."

"What do you mean?" Fang Zilan asked puzzledly: "How can Gu be divided into masters and auxiliaries?"

"Said he is the chief and deputy, to put it bluntly, he is your sacrifice." Wen Ya raised his thin lips and smiled coldly, "otherwise, why are you the best in the world, and he can only be at the bottom of the ten palaces? You shouldn't Do you think your talents are different from ordinary people?"

Fang Zilan's voice trembled a little, "So what is added to the plum blossom soup is..."

"His blood." Wen Ya said: "It's better to use his blood to feed the Gu in your body. Since he is willing, why should I stop him?"

Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and said, "Did he always know about this?"

"He knew about it before he planted the poison." Wen Ya said quietly: "In a place like the Ghost Gate, who else would be willing to sacrifice for you besides him?"

"Why did he..." Fang Zilan's eyes were red, and she couldn't say anything anymore after halfway speaking.

"Why?" Wen Ya said helplessly: "He followed you into the ghost gate and said that you were his master. Why do you think?"

"Master?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about plum blossom soup? Why plum blossom soup?"

"He said you liked to eat." Wen Ya looked unbearable, "But he didn't know that when your mother was killed, you were eating a bowl of plum blossom soup, and when the blood fell into it, you were frightened. From now on, as long as you look at When you eat plum blossom soup, you will instinctively feel disgusted."

Fang Zilan's face was as dark as water, "He doesn't know, how could you know?"

Wen Ya didn't dare to look at her, turned his head and whispered softly: "You were a little confused when you planted the poison. In order to stabilize the poison on your body, and because you couldn't smell blood when you were a child, I gave it to him. This method."

"Add his blood to the food?" Fang Zilan couldn't help but interjected, Wen Ya nodded slightly, "Yes, all he could think of at the time was that you loved plum blossom soup, but who knew you vomited bowl after bowl? He shed a lot of blood in vain. Moreover, he is very stubborn and never allows others to get their hands on your food. He must do it himself."

"Of course I am willing." Fang Zilan leaned lower, frowned, and her voice became much softer, "But I'm afraid he won't want to."

Seeing this, Wen Ya shook his head and said, "If you can't hold it, don't force it. Lie down and I'll give you the acupuncture first."

Fang Zilan took off the dagger and turned to look at the person who spoke, "King Ping Ping, do you think that since King Chu Jiang is not here, you can identify him? What ability does King Chu Jiang have to kill Zhen Mingxuan and kill all the people in Tu Zangjian Villa? You Do you believe what you say?"

King Pingping dodges his eyes, and Fang Zilan sneers, "It seems that all the ten palaces of Hell and the nine palaces are going to rebel against the ghost sect today, and no one can be left."

"Zixiu, how dare you..." As soon as King Bian Cheng opened his mouth, he was shot through the shoulder by a hidden weapon, and he couldn't help but scream.

Fang Zilan's clear and cold voice seemed particularly gloomy amidst the screams, "Here is the soul summoning order. How dare you ask me?"

"Zixiu, stop." King Qin Guang stood in front of Fang Zilan, "What you said was done by the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace."

"I told you earlier." Fang Zilan relaxed and turned the dagger in his hand, "But there is one more thing..."

She paused deliberately, and King Qin Guang's face was as dark as water, "You can ask whatever you want..."

"Young Master." Fang Zilan interrupted him casually and turned to look at the high seat. "I want to check the records of the previous generals. I wonder if you can help me?"

Ji Ningtian didn't say anything, but Wen Ya said: "If you want to check the records, just invite yourself to the Bogu Hall. Why..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "Thank you for letting me know."