The wine in the stone cup is as scarlet and black as solidified blood. If you look at it for a long time, you will feel that your soul will be sucked in by the glass of wine. Listen with your ears, and you can also hear the silent wailing of the soul trapped inside the wine. Of course, only those who have achieved certain achievements in mental power or have considerable accomplishments in magic can hear it.

Lu Mengyao picked up the stone cup and drank it all in one go.

"Good wine!" Zhou Bofu laughed loudly and clinked glasses with Duanmuyuan.

For the sake of politeness, Zhou Bofu no longer maintained his original form of a big bird, but transformed into a middle-aged evil man with a flesh-faced face, and looked at the maids around him while drinking wildly. These maids seemed to have no thoughts, just some spiritual bodies that sway like water. Lu Mengyao always felt that Zhou Bofu's eyes looked at these maids were a little wrong, not the kind of eyes that men would have, but a kind of greedy hunger... Occasionally, Su Jing would show this expression when he looked at the roasted lamb.

The three of them are now in an empty stone palace, decorated in a simple and elegant manner, with dark fur carpets on the ground. The faint blue drifting ghost fire is the only lighting here. The breath of the breeze blowing is bone-collapsed, like the breath of the dead, which can completely freeze the soul of a person. The sound of water droplets of stone stalactites comes from outside the sky, and it seems to never stop until the end of time.

At the highest point of this cold and lonely hall, there was a very tall figure sitting. The candlelight was clear, but it made people feel that he was in darkness, like a black hole sucking away all the light. This is the deepest part of the underworld, the Demon Seal Palace in the Purgatory of Reincarnation, and the Throne of the Demon King. Since the morality of the human world collapsed and the seven holy spirits gradually disappeared, this place has become an endless source of demonic nature. The former subordinates of the Shang Dynasty came here one by one to worship the former kings, and then began to spread to the entire underworld like cancer cells.

Soon, the unexpected system of the Underworld was infiltrated, and then a rebellion was reversed, and a large number of hell officials were imprisoned and sealed. King Zhou's men took over the power. This place became a continuous operational machine that created a source of troops. The Underworld controlled the hub of reincarnation. When this hub was controlled by the demon Zhou, they could dispose of their souls after death at will... In the long run, the entire reincarnation system would collapse. Just like a snowball, one system collapsed, and then another system, and finally spread to the entire Three Realms.

King Zhou, or Your Majesty Zi Xin, is a person who does not show his emotions. Just as Lu Mengyao was siping this glass of ghost wine, she felt that the person who was on the throne was turning his eyes to her. This feeling was like a frog staring at by a snake. Although the other party did not show malice, it still made her extremely uncomfortable. The current king of hell, the face with a very profound outline, has a thick black hair, and a very neatly trimmed beard, and his graceful and free manner. If he did not see the twisted demonic aura around him, then he did have a heart-wrenching charm of the king.

In the past, Lu Mengyao felt that the so-called majesty of the emperor was just a sense of psychological oppression caused by identity and status, or power. However, it was not until she first met a true emperor who had mastered the world that she realized that the so-called "being obedient in heaven" was a real influence at all times. From the perspective of Feng Shui fortune-telling, his "virtue" is a strength and dignity that ordinary people cannot reach. This vitality and the person at birth really affects the power in the underworld after death. This correspondence model seems to be related to the deep laws of the entire Eastern Reincarnation system, but this is not a field that magicians can currently involve.

"I am not well-received, please forgive me, dear guests." King Zhou slightly turned the heavy bone-carved demon sword he leaned against the throne, his eyes were extremely deep, making people unable to guess what he was thinking. "At present, there is insufficient manpower, so he has to use these ghosts as slaves. These guys are stupid and it is very troublesome to train. However, after our army conquered the human world, these problems will be just a trivial matter."

"There is nothing wrong, it's quite local. If you develop the tourism industry, you will definitely make a fortune!" Duanmuhara started talking nonsense after drinking a few glasses of wine. This guy looked around intoxicatedly, rudely, and exclaimed loudly, "To be honest, you are really aesthetically praising. The entire architectural style and interior decoration are integrated, especially these ghost maids, which are the finishing touch!"

"Especially I don't know how they taste..." Zhou Bofu laughed strangely in a habitual way.

The king on the throne waved casually and said, "Please feel free to you. If you like, it's okay to grab a few and enjoy them. In the whole palace, there is only one woman you can't touch, which is my favorite concubine, Daji - come on, my beauty, dance a dance for you guests."

"As for orders, king."

After a few breaths, a sweet and glutinous sound came from outside the hall gate, and then a beautiful figure flashed into the hall. She passed by the three guests like a whirlwind with the fragrance of flowers, rotating and jumping. Her soft black hair was thick and densely spread on her back like a fine fur, and the white silk palace costume seemed to be naturally set for her. The original complex costumes brought a stunning and gorgeous wave in the bright dance. The three of them saw with a glance that she was wearing a white fox mask on her face.

Her dancing posture is like flowing fire or burning ice.

The flexible body stretches into a bow with tension, and then the full force of the next moment turns into flowing water. This dance allows you to find that the human body is so beautiful, and simple rhythm and rhythm can reach such a gorgeous height. It is like drawing a picture of the entire zenith with black and white, and using zero and one to describe the world. The brilliance of her body illuminates the entire cold hall, and the bells on her wrists and ankles are crisp and pleasant, providing her with beats.

Zhou Bofu's eyes flashed with desire. Duanmu held the wine glass in principle and said nothing. Even Lu Mengyao had to admire that this woman was so charming. Both men and women could feel the temperament of innocence and charm in her body... When the dance steps stopped, the woman did not stick to the king as they imagined, but moved a stone bench very carefully and sat obediently on King Zhou's right hand.

"Good woman." Lu Mengyao heard Duanmuhara comment in a low voice.

"Agree." Zhou Bofu took a sip of blood wine and savored it comfortably.

"So...what do you want to talk to me after killing several generals under my command?" King Zhou asked quietly.

"About the messenger of the Immortal World." Lu Mengyao raised the wine glass in his hand high, "If your Majesty, you just want to invade the human world, those noble men will not care about so many other people's business. But the problem is a little serious now. You have mastered the three key treasures that control the cycle of reincarnation, the Book of Life and Death, the Seal of the King of Hell, and the Impermanence Order..."

"In other words, I've crossed the line?" King Zhou seemed to hear a very interesting joke and turned his head without hesitation.

"Yes. Then, now you have two choices. One is to hand over control of the six realms of reincarnation, indicating that you have no intention of betraying the Heavenly Court. Then, I am more than 80% sure that those celestial immortals will regard this as an ordinary regime change...if you operate better."

"Impossible." King Zhou denied this point. He raised his wine glass, drank a few sips of wine, and sneered, "I have never respected all the ghosts and gods in my life. If the gods in the sky are dissatisfied with what I do, then let them descend to earth, get contaminated with the dirty soil on the ground, and then cut off my head with their own hands... Just like when the gods were enthroned. Hum, Tianxixing... The novelist's nonsense! The king succeeded and the bandits, what status and face should I be like? It's just that I have more dignity when I die. After death, I fell to the underworld and were suppressed for thousands of years..."

As the king gradually became angry because of his past memories, the space around him also became faintly twisted with the dancing demonic energy. Duanmuyuan, who was sitting in the highness of the Lord, did not feel that the situation was different. Zhou Bofu, who had more experience, narrowed his small eyes and sneered faintly.

"Old bird, what do you think?"

"Hmph...barely six-star. The foundation is unstable and external force is strong, so you can see that every move will cause abnormalities in the world... It looks so powerful, but the strength is just that."

"Then you can beat me?"

"I can't beat it. At least I can't beat it now." The Big Bird King was quite a bachelor, so he raised his hand to resist the battle. "I have to swallow more blood and eat to restore my magical powers, and you will be responsible for other things. Just call me when you have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation."

"Then, we have only the second choice left." Lu Mengyao rubbed his slender lips with his fingers, "The three of us can join your power, and that fairy world has already made a fight with us once. An equal cooperation agreement, we give force, and as long as he is killed by us, you can do it. The only thing you give is to sit here and provide him with a beacon - we all know that he came for you."

"Uh, wait, are you saying we don't have to rely on his power?" Duanmuhara asked in a low voice because she was probably drunk too much.

"Shut your mouth, you are a useless wine bag. Don't interrupt when I speak." Lu Mengyao replied with a smile.

"So...what do you want?" King Zhou rubbed the patterns on the stone cup.

"It's very simple. We want the remaining things on him, all valuable magic weapons, and souls... In addition, if possible, I hope you can provide some precious gems, fresh monster flesh and blood, or other valuable raw materials for us to practice... In addition, if you don't mind, you can provide some practice techniques, you know, for our reference only..."

"Old bird, this woman is so unlimited to plunder..." Duanmuhara whispered with a wine glass.

Zhou Bofu's body suddenly shivered and sighed: "Brother Duanmu, you are a man who has never been married, this is nothing. When you have to save money for cigarettes by yourself every month in the future, you will know what the most poisonous woman's heart is..."
Chapter completed!