"For the current plan, I'm afraid I have no choice but to agree. At the worst possible outcome, I will summon Ming Shenzong and others to stage a conspiracy drama using the audio-visual ball. I will make up a conspiracy method. With the treachery of the middle-aged scribe, it will be flawless. . At that time, bring this audio-visual ball to see the little thief, and let the little thief be so resourceful that he will never imagine that he has already conspired with Ming Shenzong and others."
Zhou Shirong thought about it again and again, and realized that his plan was correct.
"Stop talking nonsense, you shouldn't."
Xu Yi had no interest in listening to his flattery, and the more he thought about it, the more he realized that it would be a safe idea to let the 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 expression on his face and a sneer in his heart. He just said this and turned around.
Xu Yi snorted coldly, "Old ghost, I would like to advise you not to play tricks. I have hidden the corpse in the bottomless cave. If you want your soul to return to the original body one day, just cooperate honestly."
The Inferi was actually in his Sumeru Ring, but he always had a tightrope in his heart, that is, he would never trust the old ghost. And he also knew that the Inferi had been nurtured by the old ghost for hundreds of years and had been planned for hundreds of years. As long as this corpse is tightly held on to this main thread, no matter how clever the old ghost is, it will never be able to turn it out of the palm of his hand.
Sure enough, as soon 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 unsophisticated, and he was 90% sure that the corpse was in the little thief's 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 was all about the Infernal Corpse. If he killed the little thief and obtained the Sumeru Ring, but did not see the Infernal Corpse, all he would be waiting for was 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 injured 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 ring of the little thief Xumi, but he has warned himself thousands of times that he must not gamble. If he wins, he may not be sure, and if he loses, his soul will be gone. This bet is too big to bear.
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, so he thought about it again. As long as the little thief gets what he wants and kills Zhou Daoqian, the possibility of returning the corpse is extremely high.
After all, the Inferi is not a magic pill, and the little thief has no other use except to use it to control 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 unwillingness, Zhou Shirong came again.
Without any illusions, Zhou Shirong neatly informed Xu Yi of his previous gathering and conspiracy with Ming Shenzong and others.
Xu Yi took action. "This person is so vicious. If it weren't for your hard work, Xiaoxiao would have taken advantage of someone."
He was really shocked, even though he was confident and capable. But if they really fall into a siege rashly, they may suffer a hidden loss.
After all, it was the methods of Ming Shenzong, Purgatory Venerable, Song Tingshu, and Shangshan Buddha. He also inquired about it, and found that they were all powerful men in the world, and they all had a trump card, and they were invincible in both vertical and horizontal directions.
Zhou Shirong was so disheartened that he had no intention of taking credit. He only said that it would be up to you to decide how to operate, 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 a machine bird and rushed to the nearest city by fire. He returned at midnight and delivered something to Xu Yi.
This matter will be discussed later and will not be mentioned.
But he said that just as the leader was leaving, Qiu Wa jumped up and shouted, "I miss my sister and I want to go find her."
Only then did Xu Yi remember how he had forgotten Fairy Snow. Suddenly, a fairy with extraordinary beauty appeared in his mind, and his heart was swaying.
To be honest, after being in this world for many years, Du Duxue Zihan gave him a feeling of being reborn as a mortal fairy. It seemed that the existence of this character proved that he was in a certain fairy world.
At this thought, Xu Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, put aside distracting thoughts, picked up Qiu Wa, and walked out.
Asking Qing Qiuwa, where Xue Zihan is, he walked around and walked through the quiet path, and the vast martial arts field appeared in front of him.
Looking at it, his gaze passed over the countless thunders that shook the sky, and was sucked 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 after tens of millions of years of soaking in the sea of blood.
He quickly approached, and when he was thirty feet in front of him, he felt a hazy coercion in his chest.
Qiu Wa, who was playing in his arms, suddenly curled up into a ball, squeezed tightly into his arms, and whispered, "Uncle Beard, I'm afraid, that black stone is so cold."
Xu Yi rubbed her little head and walked away. His eyes were fixed on the seven bloody words "kill" on the iron tablet, and he couldn't let go for a long time.
Detour around to avoid the Seven Evil Soul Monument, pass through the lively and noisy martial arts arena where there are constant sounds of fighting, turn east, and reach the mountainside on the north side, where another platform appears.
Qiuwa pointed to a low wooden house at the north corner of the platform and said, "Sister lives there." As she spoke, she slipped out of Xu Yi's arms, her fleshy short legs dancing 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. They were not moving at all, but when they saw Xu Yi, who was wearing black armor, his aura was strong, he returned to peace.
"Sister, sister, Uncle Beard is here, Uncle Beard is here..."
It was the first time that the little guy appeared in front of people, especially running in front of a large crowd. He deliberately showed off in front of his sister. He shouted away from a distance, rushed to the door, and jumped straight in through the window, but the snow beauty was nowhere to be seen. , jumped out again, his nose immediately collapsed, and his big black eyes became misty.
Compared with the joy Xu Yi brought her, Xue Zihan, the first person she saw in her resurrection, made the little one deeply attached to her.
Xue Zihan disappeared for the first time, and the little guy felt as if he had lost his mother, and he was about to burst into tears.
Xu Yi stepped forward quickly, picked her up, and said comfortingly, "Xu, my sister is looking for you. Be good, don't cry, and wait for Uncle Huzi to look for you."
The little man managed to stop his tears, nodded, and lay in Xu Yi's arms, feeling miserable.
Xu Yi revealed his identity as the commander and asked everyone present. He immediately got the news that Xue Zihan had been picked up by Elder Liufeng's messenger early in the morning.
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"Snow Fairy, it's ready to be washed. Your Majesty 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 as delicate as flowers, and the snow-purple cold body is like condensed fat. It has been soaked in it for nearly two hours. She sat firmly in the bathtub without moving at all. To be continued.
