"What?"

Hearing Luo Wushuang's words, Po Meng was shocked and couldn't believe her ears.

The Lost Soul Grass is such a rare thing, how could Luo Wushuang have it?

The next moment, something happened that shocked her even more.

I saw that Luo Wushuang really took out the Lost Soul Grass. It was not a hundred thousand year old, but a million year old!

This is the first time even Po Meng has seen the Lost Soul Grass of this vintage.

One million-year-old Lost Soul Grass is worth millions of one hundred thousand-year-old plants.

And Luo Wushuang actually took out fifty plants!

This made Po Meng feel a little dazed for a moment, and she couldn't believe that this was true.

She didn't know that Luo Wushuang had not completely taken it out. There were fifty million-year-old Lost Soul Grass in his system space.

Po Meng was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She bowed to Luo Wushuang solemnly and burst into tears of gratitude, "Young Master Luo is such a great kindness, I will always remember it in my heart, and the Netherworld will also be grateful to Mr. Luo!"

Luo Wushuang smiled and said: "It's a small effort, it's not worth mentioning. Besides, this matter is very serious, how can I ignore it?"

These words made Po Meng admire Luo Wushuang even more.

This man she had only met twice was now deeply etched in her heart.

The biggest problem was solved, and Meng Po no longer hesitated and hurried to make Meng Po soup.

This is a top priority.

Po Meng did not avoid Luo Wushuang at all.

Normally, the secret recipe of Meng Po Tang is a secret that is not passed down to anyone and is forbidden to anyone.

But at this moment, Po Meng was not guarding against Luo Wushuang.

Luo Wushuang didn't leave until Meng Po soup was successfully brewed.

I didn’t expect that coming here today would help Po Meng so much.

…

Jiange, miscellaneous office.

After Luo Wushuang came back, he continued to practice.

First, he practiced the skill of killing gods with one sword.

Without deliberate practice, this sword skill has been engraved in his mind and he can perform it easily.

The power of this sword skill is extremely terrifying.

Today's harvest in the Netherworld can be said to be huge.

There are still two opportunities to use the Tianji Mirror. Luo Wushuang took out the Tianji Mirror at this moment and planned to ask another question.

In the room, spiritual power surged from Luo Wushuang's fingertips, activating the Tianji Mirror.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the Tianji Mirror trembled, runes intertwined, and a white light appeared on the mirror surface, which was extremely dazzling.

"Tianji Mirror, Tianji Mirror, what is my future like?" Luo Wushuang asked.

Whoa!——

White light flickered on the mirror surface and trembled violently.

Luo Wushuang stared at the mirror, but he saw that the mirror was always blank. This surprised him. Could it be that his future couldn't be calculated?

Luo Wushuang didn't know what this result meant.

There was still one chance to use the Tianji Mirror, so Luo Wushuang temporarily put it away.

As for the soul-locking hook, it was given to Zhong Kui, just so that Zhong Kui could catch ghosts.

In the following time, Luo Wushuang returned to his previous trajectory.

Sign in and practice every day.

Every day I go to the Netherworld to sign in.

There are many places where you can sign in in the Nether World, and you have also received many generous rewards. In addition to signing in, Luo Wushuang also chats with Po Meng for a while every day, and their relationship with them is obviously closer.

Po Meng has always been a loner in the Netherworld. She has not had anyone she can talk to for so many years, and Luo Wushuang is definitely the first one.

Ranwen

At first, Mrs. Meng was a little defensive, but gradually she began to reveal her true feelings, saying what she had to say, completely trusting Luo Wushuang.

Three days later.

Over the Jiange, suddenly a strong wind blew!

The billowing wind howled like an evil spirit roaring, the sky changed drastically, black clouds enveloped the sword pavilion, the yin energy was strong and extremely oppressive.

Every one of the Jiange disciples felt a strong sense of suffocation. Even Qi Daozi and the elders were unable to move.

Above the sword pavilion, above the black clouds, stood six figures!

The leader is none other than King Guang of Qin, and beside him are the other five halls of Yama.

All of them have ugly faces, ferocious looks, and angry eyes, which are extremely terrifying.

A glance at it from a distance is frightening.

"What a terrifying Yin Qi. Could it be that it comes from the Netherworld again?"

"This one seems to be much stronger than the last one. I wonder if Ancestor Tianyi can handle it."

…

The crowd below became worried.

"Gu Tianyi, get out!"

King Qin Guang roared angrily, causing the heaven and earth to tremble!


Chapter completed!