The dim light reflected the uncertain face of the Prince of the Underworld.
He was sitting on a high throne, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Suddenly, a gust of dark wind blew by, and a shadowy figure appeared strangely in the center of the hall.
He was wearing a black robe, had a stern face, and exuded a chilling air.
"Netherworld, you're back?" The prince of the Nether Tribe asked in surprise, and then raised his eyebrows: "You're back so soon? How did you do with the mission I asked you to perform?"
You Ming knelt down on one knee and replied respectfully: "Replying to the Crown Prince, I am lucky that I have lived up to my command."
Finished?
Hearing this, the prince of the Nether Clan flashed with joy in his eyes and asked eagerly: "Where is she?"
Youming raised his right hand, the space ring on his ring finger flashed, and a cloth bag was thrown out and fell to the ground.
Inside the bag, there was obviously a person inside.
Upon seeing this, the prince of the Nether Clan was overjoyed. He quickly stood up from the throne and walked quickly to Budai.
After taking a look at the bag, the prince of the Nether tribe stepped forward to help Netherworld up and said: "The six elders lost their lives in the world of cultivation and failed to complete the tasks I assigned them, but you completed it easily."
"You Ming, you are truly my prince's lucky star!"
"Thank you for your hard work on this trip."
You Ming said: "It's not hard to work for His Royal Highness."
"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." The prince of the Nether Clan patted Netherworld's shoulder heavily, changed the topic and asked: "Are there any casualties among your men?"
Nether Report reported: "Your Highness, we lost twelve brothers during this mission."
In other words, one-third of the thirty-six Nether Guards have been eliminated.
Upon hearing this, the prince of the Nether Clan's face darkened, and he said with some confusion: "The weakest of the ghost guards is also in the realm of the Saint King. How could they suffer such a big loss?"
You Ming replied: "Your Highness does not know something. The princess stays in Rongbao Pavilion in Zhongzhou, and Rongbao Pavilion is Ye Changsheng's territory."
The prince of the Nether Tribe was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Have you met Ye Changsheng?"
You Ming shook his head and said: "We didn't meet Ye Changsheng. He should not be in Rongbao Pavilion. Otherwise, there is no reason for him not to show up."
"However, after arriving in Zhongzhou, I inquired secretly and found that Ye Changsheng is indeed very powerful."
"Rongbao Pavilion is the largest auction house in the world of cultivation. This is Ye Changsheng's property. He is also the prince-consort of Zhongzhou."
"Due to time constraints, I didn't have time to ask about anything else."
The prince of the underworld said: "So, you were counterattacked by his men?"
"Yes." You Ming nodded slightly and said, "His men are not weak in strength. There are several Saint Kings among them, especially two of them are very fierce."
"One is a young man. Judging from his age, he is only twelve or thirteen years old. This boy is not only in the realm of a saint king, but he also has Taoist and spiritual skills. Especially his ability to speak and follow the rules is very impressive."
"The other one is a member of the demon clan. He is extremely powerful and has tremendous fighting power. He killed several of our brothers by himself."
The prince of the Nether Clan said angrily: "Hmph, when I lead the Nether Clan army into the world of cultivation, I will avenge them. Nether Clan, you have made great achievements this time, and I will reward you heavily when you come back."
You Ming bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Your Highness. It is my honor to serve His Highness."
Then, the Prince of the Underworld's eyes fell on the cloth bag on the ground again, with a sneer flashing in his eyes.
"My good sister, why did you go through so much trouble to escape, and why didn't you get caught by me?"
"I tell you, you will never escape from my grasp in this life."
Having said this, the prince of the Nether Clan's eyes flashed coldly and continued: "I really don't know why my father handed over the power of the Nether Clan to you back then?"
"You have no ambitions and no desire to make progress. If you were to lead the Nether Clan, the Nether Clan would only huddle in the underworld and never see the light of day again."
"Do you know why those elders and high priests support me? It's because they understand that I am the hope of the Hades."
"Only I can accomplish what my father failed to accomplish back then and lead the Hades to glory."
As he spoke, the eyes of the Prince of the Underworld were full of confidence, as if he had everything under control.
Then he tore open the bag.
There was an unconscious woman inside.
If Ye Qiu were here, he would recognize this woman as Xiaodie at a glance.
Glancing at Xiaodie, the prince of the Nether Clan mocked: "I didn't expect you to be quite smart. You changed your appearance after leaving the Nether Clan."
"Why, are you afraid that others will recognize you?"
"Since you are afraid that others will recognize you, then why did you escape from the Hades? Isn't it good to stay here?"
"Don't worry, although I have captured you, as long as you listen to me, I will not kill you. On the contrary, I will treat you well."
"Who wants you to be my biological sister? You have the same blood as me..."
Having said this, the Prince of the Underworld grabbed Xiaodie's wrist. He didn't see the purple jade bracelet, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Where's your bracelet?"
At this moment, Xiaodie woke up, slowly opened her eyelids, glanced at the surrounding environment, and asked: "Where is this? Who are you?"
The prince of the underworld said coldly: "Why, you ran out and didn't even recognize your brother?"
Brother?
There was doubt in Xiaodie's eyes.
"Let me ask you, where is your bracelet?" the Prince of the Underworld asked again.
bracelet?
A trace of doubt flashed in Xiaodie's eyes, and then, as if she understood something, she said: "It's lost."
"Fart! That's what father left for you. How could you lose it? Tell me, where is the bracelet?" The prince of the Hades stared into Xiaodie's eyes, his eyes as sharp as knives.
He suddenly found that Xiaodie's eyes were strange, and then his heart tightened, and he shouted: "You are not Xiaodie, who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" Xiaodie giggled.
The prince of the Nether Tribe pointed at the center of "Xiaodie's" eyebrows, and a strange force poured into her body. In an instant, "Xiaodie's" appearance underwent earth-shaking changes.
Suddenly, a face as beautiful as a flower appeared in front of her.
The prince of the Nether Tribe's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily: "Netherworld, what's going on? I asked you to capture her, so why did you bring back a strange woman?"
You Ming also had a look of astonishment on his face and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Your Highness, please calm down. Your Majesty... I don't know why you are like this."
The prince of the Nether Tribe was so angry that he kicked Netherworld away and shouted: "Trash! You can't even handle this! Where is my sister?"
You Ming did not dare to argue, lowered his head to apologize, and said: "I neglected my duty. Please give me another chance, Your Highness. I will immediately go find the whereabouts of the princess and make amends for my fault."
"Hmph, you have already alerted the snake. If you go any further, you will only fall into a trap." A flash of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the prince of the underworld. He stared at the strange woman in front of him and said angrily: "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be my sister?"
The strange woman stood up and said calmly: "Introduce yourself, my name is Nangong Xiaoxiao!"