I just want to be a quiet man

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What's more, his way to break the situation is the idea provided by the Dragon Queen!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling was about to say thank you, but saw Si Hanyong suddenly frowning, as if she was remembering, but also seemed to be struggling for something... Her head of soft blue hair suddenly turned into a colorful snake, hissing While voicing the letter, there was miasma, and the white skin like jade began to squirm slowly, as if it was formed by stacking countless insects, almost collapsing and alienating into an indescribable grotesque!

Pei Ling was stunned, and looked intently, only to see the Dragon Queen with blue hair like clouds, skin as radiant as snow, and dragon's horns sharp, clearly as beautiful as before.

Si Hanyong's voice was extremely cold and full of indescribable pain, and said again: "The Bureau..."

"What?!"

Pei Ling frowned immediately, the state of the Dragon Queen was very strange!

Is it because of the disappearance of the dragon prince?

impossible!

He has been in contact with the Dragon Queen so many times, and the other party has never mentioned the Dragon Prince in front of him!

Moreover, not long ago, he had a face-to-face meeting with the Dragon Queen, and at that time, everything was normal!

In a flash of thought, Si Hanyong once again turned into a man with snake hair and skin like thousands of insects piled up. The atmosphere of chaos, evil, depravity, and cold... suddenly diffused, filling the entire inner hall like substance in a blink of an eye.

The surrounding embroidered tents and brocade curtains, pearl corals, all under the dip, began to show various strange changes...

Si Hanyong was holding on to the armrest of the throne, densely packed eyes appeared on his arms, like piles of barnacles that had not been cleaned for countless years, making all living beings look horrified.

He opened his blue eyes, looked at Pei Ling like lightning, and roared, "What's the situation?"

"Bengong...now...is he winning?"

"Is it a loss?!"

While he was speaking, he was full of pressure, and his head fell, like a boundless storm, temporarily frozen in the air, anytime, anywhere, he would rush down with a powerful momentum!

Pei Ling immediately calmed down, and hurriedly said: "The game is a Fusheng chess game!"

"Dragon Empress is now, like Pei, a chess player!"

"We've already won!"

Hearing this, Si Hanyong's expression of struggling in pain suddenly showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Won!

Immortal...

It is not invincible!

Unfortunately, He can only win this time!

I can only be a chess player at this moment...

At this time, Pei Ling quickly asked: "Dragon Empress, what happened to you?"

Si Hanyong shook his head slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here and sit down beside Ben Gong."

As soon as the voice fell, a throne that was exactly the same as the one he was sitting on immediately appeared opposite him.

Without hesitation, Pei Ling said calmly, "Okay!"

After speaking, he immediately moved up and walked up to Danchi.

Not long after, he walked up to the Dragon Queen, and according to Si Hanyong's wishes, he lifted his robe and sat down on the newly appeared throne.

With a flick of Si Hanyong's sleeves, a set of drinking utensils in the corner immediately appeared in the void between the two of them, held firmly by an invisible force, as if placed on a table.

"Crash..."

The Dragon Queen held the pot herself and poured out two cups of amber-colored wine. Suddenly, the unique fragrance of spirit wine flowed out and filled the room.

He pushed one of the spirit wines in front of Pei Ling, picked up the other one by himself, covered his face with his sleeves, and drank it all in one gulp.

As soon as the spirit wine entered his stomach, the chaotic, cold, and depraved atmosphere quickly dissipated, and Si Hanyong's state began to stabilize. The "chaotic state" was temporarily suppressed, and his entire body returned to normal.

Seeing that the condition of the Dragon Empress improved, Pei Ling secretly felt relieved. He picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

The spirit wine was cold at the entrance, but in the next moment, it exploded like an incomparably blazing real fire, and the terrifying heat roared like a dragon, galloping through every inch of the meridians in an instant.

At the same time, Pei Ling felt that his soul and body had received a deep and thorough nourishment, and powerful vitality permeated his entire body and soul.

Si Hanyong focused on Pei Ling's face, and after he finished feeling the effect of the spirit wine, he said in a calm voice, "I need your help with three things in this palace."

"In return, I can also satisfy your three requirements."

"Now, if you have any wish, you can directly mention it."

Three requests?

Pei Ling was taken aback for a moment, but then immediately came back to her senses.

Three requirements... The first one, of course, is to let the Dragon Queen go to the Nether with him, and seek revenge from the Lord of the Nether!

The second request is to make Si Hanyong reconcile with the Dragon King;

The third requirement is to let the Dragon Queen and him...ahem...become an official Taoist partner!

Well, the three requirements are just right!

Thinking of this, the corners of Pei Ling's mouth curled up involuntarily, but soon returned to normal.

He immediately said solemnly: "Your Majesty, you are serious!"

"Don't talk about three things, but three hundred things. As long as the empress speaks, Pei will definitely have no reason to refuse."

"As for the reward..."

"Your Majesty, why are you so alien to Pei!"

"Pei's promise to do things for the empress is definitely not for the reward of the empress!"

"Pei is a man who always says what he says and never regrets it. He is a well-known man who keeps his promises and keeps promises. He is nicknamed an 'honest' real person..."

Speaking of this, he coughed dryly, and suddenly asked, "Well... in the eyes of the Dragon Empress, how does the strength of the Nether Lord compare to that of the Empress?"

Si Hanyong glanced at him, and said calmly: "There are many tribes in the heavens and the world."

"As for the Dragon Clan and the Golden Crow Clan, they may be number one!"

"If it's those two from the Golden Crow tribe, they can indeed be compared with this palace."

"But the Lord of the Nether..."

"It's nothing but the master of a world!"

"As the dragon queen of the dragon clan, I am the lord of the two heavens."

"Even if you are not at home, you can still use all the immortal duties, 'origin' and order of the two worlds..."

"The background and strength of the Dragon King are even higher than this Palace!"

"Don't say it's the Lord of the Netherworld. Apart from the Jinwu Clan, the Immortal King of any ethnic group is not in my eyes!"

"Even if it is the Immortal King of the Golden Crow Clan, only the leader of the Golden Crow Clan, the Golden Crow Emperor, is stronger than me."

"However, the Golden Crow Emperor is now preparing to become a sovereign."

"If you take this step, there is no chance of regretting it."

"Once Jianmu is beheaded, he will not be able to become the heaven of the myriad worlds, and if he fails to become a venerable, there will definitely be no good end!"

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately felt certain.

The strength of the Immortal King of the Golden Crow Clan has nothing to do with him now!

As long as the strength of the Dragon Queen is stronger than that of the Nether Lord, that's fine!

So, he immediately said with a serious expression: "Pei wants to do things for the empress, it is definitely not because of the return promised by the empress!"

"Being able to serve the empress, Pei is willing to do so without any remuneration!"

"But...cough cough...Pei now...well... indeed encountered a trivial matter..."

Si Hanyong's expression was flat, and his voice was neither sad nor happy: "Say!"

Pei Ling quickly replied, "Go to Netherworld!"

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Netherworld.

Huangquan is vast and mighty, boundless as far as the eye can see, just like a long river in the flood season, vast and vast.

The Thirteenth City of Youdu is reflected in the water, crawling silently like a beast.

The highest place in the shadow, the Saga City, is as quiet as death.

In the pure darkness, the nine-curved body surrounds the dark and treacherous palace.

Suddenly, the giant eyes that were hundreds of feet high opened, looking forward like two clusters of majestic blood flames.

An extremely shallow passage opened in the pure darkness, and a majestic vitality surged out, surrounded by two humanoid figures.

Those two figures, despite the mighty tide of death, strode out of the secluded way like a rock without fluctuation.

The first person with a black shirt like night was Pei Ling!

Behind him, there is a beautiful figure in pine green palace attire, blue hair like clouds, gorgeous hairpin rings, majestic and dignified manner, a pair of dragon horns on his forehead, showing his identity, it is Si Hanyong, the queen of the dragon!

Both auras are restrained and perfect, almost nothing.

Sensing that a living person broke into the netherworld openly, the owner of the blood eyes suddenly stood up, and the aura around him rushed in all directions like a volcanic eruption, but he didn't dare to make a move directly, but looked at the dragon queen with extremely vigilant eyes, The voice was cold: "The land of the dead, the living are forbidden!"

Hearing that, Pei Ling didn't pay attention to what he meant at all, his eyes were like torches, he looked at the majestic palace surrounded by nine curved bodies, and said directly in a cold voice: "My seat, Pei Ling!"

"Lord of the Netherworld, last time I had something important to do, I ignored the tricks of mere ghosts and monsters flawlessly, and didn't bother with you!"

"This time, I have time to come. If you are sensible, then obediently hand over my things, including the principal and interest."

"Otherwise, this seat will not be merciful like last time, and spare your life!"

Pei Ling's voice was loud and loud, and it spread throughout the Netherworld in an instant. The arrogance of his attitude and the arrogance of his arrogance made him seem like he had already become a respected person. The Lord of Netherworld was nothing more than a clown in front of him.

After finishing speaking, he immediately retreated behind the Dragon Queen.

It's best that the Lord of the Nether is sensible and interesting, and honestly hand over all his souls, "Chiyao", "Pianya", "Li Qian", "Cai Rong" from the ghost tribe... all of them!

Otherwise, huh...

Chapter 168 : Symbol!

Seeing that the Xuanshan people are so arrogant, the huge body guarding the palace is extremely furious. In its blood eyes, blood is raging, like a galaxy rewinding, roaring out, going straight to Pei Ling, almost wanting to swallow it immediately!

The crimson blood illuminated the dark secluded city, roaring like a boundless sea of ​​blood.

Pei Ling's expression was calm, and just as he was about to make a move, he saw Si Hanyong's eyes gleam, looking at the nine-curved body.

Its beautiful figure is as light as before, but in the dark, it is infinitely high, as if overlooking all living beings and everything.

The blood eyes froze immediately, and the huge undulating body froze for a moment.

Fear is as vast and majestic as the substance, rushing from all directions, completely covering it!

In the pair of huge blood pupils that are hundreds of feet high, Si Hanyong's figure keeps enlarging, and in a blink of an eye, it has already occupied his entire field of vision. It seems that the sky and the earth, all the heavens and the world, are all illusory, and only the Dragon Queen is real!

At this moment, the huge body like a dragon snake felt that he, the entire Youdu, and the entire Netherworld had become extremely small, like dust, as if they would be annihilated in the next moment, leaving nothing left.

Immortal job, "fear"!

However, the moment Si Hanyong made his move, a deep and indifferent voice came from the majestic palace: "The dragon queen of the dragon clan, why is she here in Netherworld?"

As soon as the voice fell, the gate of the palace, which was originally closed, burst open!

The palace gate is cold and quiet, like a mountain like a mountain, expanding rapidly.

The door is engraved with countless complicated patterns, and the vicissitudes of life are surging, like the bloody mouth of a waking giant beast, constantly opening, revealing the boundless darkness behind the door.

The darkness is like a raging tide, amidst the silent screams, it surges up in an instant, swallowing Pei Ling and Si Hanyong in the blink of an eye!

In the blink of an eye, towering palace gates, gloomy and gorgeous corridors, tents with black branches and leaves intertwined like canopies, high pillars like forests, dripping red and white spirit flowers... all quickly retreated, and in a blink of an eye, a dizzy, vast palace , appearing in front of both.

On the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-ninth floor of the alchemy, there is a pure black throne, and the figures on it are neatly crowned, and the breath is deep and vast, like an abyss like an ocean.

That figure is dark, cold, and full of death... It is the Lord of the Nether!

The Lord of the Nether lowered his head slightly, and looked at Pei Ling through the gap between the beads.

He was not surprised to see this familiar human again.