At this time in the Yinsha Palace, the four Marquis Wen were waiting for Yu Xudi to come back smoothly.
"Father." Marquis Wen handed the Yuxu Flute to Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan's expression improved and he smiled calmly.
"You all go down." Wen Yuan waved his sleeves and sat back on the chair. After Wen Hou and others retreated, Wen Yuan stood up.
Wen Yuan quickly knelt down and leaned over respectfully.
A black shadow walked from outside the palace, hands clasped behind its back, and passed by Marquis Wen and others, but they could not see the shadow's existence.
In an instant, the black shadow's body moved and appeared on the first seat in the palace.
"Shua~"
The man in black robe waved his sleeves, turned around and sat directly on the palace chair.
"My subordinates join the Nine Netherworld King!" Wen Yuan hurriedly lowered his head and shouted very respectfully.
Wen Yuan then presented Yuxu Flute with both hands.
Jiuyou Pluto lowered his head and reached out to take the Yuxu Flute in Wen Yuan's hand.
Jiuyou Pluto took the Yuxu Flute and kept looking at the seven-hole green flute in his hand.
"Hahahahaha~" Jiuyou Pluto King seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly burst into sharp laughter. There was a compelling coldness in his voice, as sharp as a knife, cutting Wen Yuan's heart.
There seemed to be a smell of blood filling the air, and the atmosphere seemed cold and shuddering.
He was obviously laughing happily, but Wen Yuan's sound was so unbelievable that he could not help but break out in a cold sweat.
The night fog came, and the boundless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky. Under the hazy moonlight, few stars could be seen. The sky was not pure black, but an endless deep blue appeared in the black, stretching into the distance.
The laughter stopped suddenly, and King Jiuyou Pluto looked at Wen Yuan and gave the Yuxu Flute to Wen Yuan.
"Three days later, on a full moon night, let Wen Lin play the Xuyu Flute under the moonlight."
The man in black robe turned into a black mist, blown by the wind, and disappeared into the dark night.
"Hahahaha, Wen Yuan, you really have a good son and daughter." A voice echoed throughout the hall.
After the sound completely disappeared, Wen Yuan raised his head tremblingly. The panic in his eyes did not disappear, but he did not understand the meaning of Jiuyou Pingwang's last words.
When he saw the Yuxu flute left behind, he was shocked as if he thought of something.
Only the corresponding host can blow the Void Flute, and if one can blow the Void Flute, it will consume the true energy and backfire on the mind.
Wen Yuan's mind went blank for a moment and he collapsed on the ground.
Wen Yuan shook his head helplessly. Things had reached this point. There was no room for recovery and he could only continue.
A burst of black mist dodged the surrounding guards, and he came directly to Wen Yi's room easily.
At this time, Wen Yi was already lying on the bed and falling asleep.
The man in black robe stretched out his hand and touched Wen Yi's cheek.
What a good skin, and a good body specially prepared for me.
Wen Yi, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel something. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw the man in black robe standing beside his bed.
Just for a moment, Wen Yi opened his eyes and looked at the black figure beside the bed in horror.
The black robe obscured his face, so Wen Yi couldn't see clearly.
"You! Who are you!" Wen Yi instinctively shrank back and warily questioned the black figure in front of him.
The floating clouds that blocked the moon fluttered, and a pure ray of light shone down, illuminating the black-robed man's eyes that contained a faint smile, but seemed unfathomable.
The man in black robe did not reply to Wen Yi's words, but the corners of his lips curled up, revealing an insidious look that was difficult to detect.
Wen Yi seemed to have seen something terrible, and his pupils suddenly opened wide.
"ah!"
A heart-rending scream came from Wen Yi's room, shocking the guards outside to recover.
"Clang!"
The guard outside the door opened the door and rushed into Wen Yi's room.
"Second Young Master, what happened?" The leading guard immediately asked anxiously Wen Yi, who was sitting on the bed with his head lowered.
Wen Yi slowly raised his head, his angular face was very cold.
The air around him seemed to be solid, making people feel a little breathless.
Wen Yi opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep, cold, evil eyes.
Wen Yi glanced at the guard who broke in. The guard immediately lowered his head in fear.
"Get out." It was just a simple sentence, but everyone reacted immediately and exited Wen Yi's room.
No one noticed that Wen Yi's whole body was filled with cold light, and the madness in his eyes turned scarlet red that could not be hidden.
"Squeak~"
The door was closed, Wen Yi stood up, with the black robe at his feet.
He walked to the window, smiled slyly, and raised the corners of his lips with an inexplicable teasing expression. There was something elusive and mysterious hidden in his low smile.
The moon rises higher and higher, passing through the wisps of clouds and the slightly twinkling starlight. It looks particularly strange, and the silence seems to have a terrifying power.
After one night, people in Xiaoyao Peak still got up early to practice.
Chen Haoran came to Wuwei Mountain early in the morning to look for Nan Xi, and happened to meet Xiu Yu.
Xiu Yu was standing in front of Nan Xi's flower house and shouted: "Nan Xi~ I want to fight you!"
Chen Haoran shook his head helplessly.
This guy can't be beaten again and again, and he keeps harassing my apprentice all day long.
Chen Haoran moved his body and silently teleported behind Xiu Yu.
Xiu Yu didn't know when someone stood behind him, but he was ready to raise his voice and continue shouting.
"Nanxi,"
Chen Haoran reached out and hit Xiu Yu on the head. The force was not strong, but it could be seen that there was some pain.
"Hiss~"
Xiu Yu felt the pain coming from Tianling Gai, and immediately covered it. He became angry, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"
When he turned around, he saw Chen Haoran looking at him with a smile.
"Nine... Ninth Senior Brother."
Ye Kong accepted Xiu Yu as his apprentice, and his status was lower than that of Chen Haoran. When he saw Chen Haoran, he still had to call him "senior brother".
"Junior brother, the number of times you practice every day can't keep up with the number of times you come to compete with my apprentice!" Chen Haoran still looked good and angry, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart.
Chen Haoran approached Xiu Yu step by step. Xiu Yu immediately stepped back at a loss and said hesitantly: "Jiu... Ninth brother, Nan Xi defeated me last time. I really can't swallow this breath."
He said it with confidence, but he never defeated Nan Xi every time.
Nan Xi also gradually became a little irritated as Xiu Yu came to compete with her three times a day.
"Junior brother, are you competing too frequently this time?" Chen Haoran hinted clearly.
But Xiu Yu's dull mind obviously didn't understand, thinking that Chen Haoran was worried that his body couldn't bear it.
"Ninth Senior Brother, don't worry, I can do it. One day, I will definitely be able to defeat Nan Xi and avenge that day!"
Xiu Yu spoke with righteousness and had no intention of giving up on competing with Nan Xi.
Chen Haoran smiled a little bitterly and helplessly held his forehead.
Suddenly, a picture flashed through Chen Haoran's mind, and Chen Haoran's eyes lit up as if he thought of something.