Yan Xiaotong was half-lying on his bed and raised his little hands. Suddenly, a pink light appeared on his little hand. In an instant, Yan Xiaotong waved the light out!
Anyone with magical powers can see that there is a thin pink barrier on the outside of this room!
Yan Xiaotong shook his head and murmured, "It turns out that in the human world, your magic power is only 1%. But it's not bad. At least there are some who can go to the underworld for a while."
Yan Xiaotong raised his little face, his dark eyes looking at a certain corner of the room as if penetrating the wall, and his childish voice had a ghostly air.
"Jun Ruoling, the fun has just begun! I wonder if you have the ability to take the attack." There was a thick smile on her little face, but the smile did not reach her eyes.
Yan Xiaotong withdrew his gaze, crossed his legs in a meditative posture, and then closed his eyes...
A gloomy palace, with rows of manzhu and shahua flowers on both sides of the palace, and a red carpet in the center rushing into the palace.
At the gate of this gloomy palace, a man dressed in white, with a gentle smile on his immortal face, and long silver hair reaching to the instep of his feet.
The silver-haired man walked steadily, stepping on the red carpet under his feet, looking at Manzhushahua on both sides, walking step by step towards a magnificent palace.
When the silver-haired man came to the door of a palace, the two people at the door were terrifying.
I saw two people standing on both sides of the palace door, but they were not human. One of them had a human body, but his head looked like that of a cow.
Looking sideways at the one on the other side, that face looks exactly like a horse’s face!
Some people will take a breath and wonder what kind of place this is. It is like entering the underworld. Indeed, this is the underworld!
He looked up at a plaque on the closed door and saw three large, red and bloodshot characters written on the plaque.
‘Yam Luo Palace’
Is this the underworld? Then aren’t the two people at the door the bull-headed horse-faced ones?
The silver-haired man looked at the two of them with a gentle smile on his handsome face, and asked in a voice like the breeze, "How are you doing with the Minotaur and Horse Noodles these days?"
"Your Highness!" The bull-headed horse-faced mouth opened wide. None of them expected that His Highness would come to the underworld.
But then I thought about it, His Highness and Wang are good friends. Although there is a big age difference, they have played together at least.
"Well, I haven't been here for thousands of years, why is this place still the same?" The silver-faced man raised the corner of his mouth and glanced around with gentle eyes.
"Haha..." The two men with the bull head and the horse face laughed dryly but did not answer.
"Oh, I have forgotten the purpose of coming here. Is Xuan supposed to be here?" the silver-faced man asked tentatively.
"Yes, yes, the king is in the palace now." Niutou replied quickly.
"Oh, which hall is it in? I have something to do with him today." The silver-faced man replied calmly.
"Your Highness, the king is in the Ziluo Palace." Ma Mian said quickly.
Upon seeing this, Niutou glanced at Ma Mian with contempt, with a warning in his eyes, how dare the boy take the initiative.
The horse raised its head and pushed it back without hesitation, looking directly at the bull's head. How could you be allowed to show off?
"Your skin is itchy?" Niu Tou sent a message to Ma Mian.
"Okay, you two, stop fighting there and tell me what's going on with the Purple Palace?" The silver-faced man wondered, when did Xuan actually build another Purple Palace?