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But I know very well that he is not Nalan Zun. Everything seems to be the same as before, and it only exists in beautiful fantasies. Some people are the same. Nalan Zun is no longer the Nalan Zun he used to be.

Since this guy can appear on the 18th floor of hell, it can be seen that he is definitely not a living person. Judging from the string of heads that were blocking his head on his back, he should be a Yin position who was responsible for capturing the evil ghosts. Judging from his aura, it should be equivalent to the mid-stage God-level appearance. If you don’t brag, I can almost kill him in one meeting. But for some reason, looking at the look of the straw raincoat and the memories that evoke me, I gave up the idea of ​​killing him, and turned to him and asked in a deep voice: "Answer a question, I can spare you!"

The man in the straw raincoat and straw hat looked at me like a great enemy and hesitated for a while, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want to ask?"

I nodded to him with satisfaction and said, "I heard that there is an entrance to the 19th floor of Hell here. Tell me, where is it?"

The man in the straw hat was slightly stunned, then shook his head at me and said, "I have never heard of the nineteenth floor of hell. If you want to kill, you can kill me. Why use such a problem to make things difficult for me?"

I stared at him tightly, but unfortunately his hat was so low that I couldn't see his eyes at all, so I could only look him up and down, hoping to get the results I wanted from his physical reaction.

What disappointed me was that he did not show any abnormalities from beginning to end, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

I hesitated and asked him again: "So do you know where Nalanzun is?"

Nalan Zun?

What surprised me was that the man in the straw hat and straw hat actually raised his head slowly, then looked at me in surprise, and looked at me with some complex eyes and said, "Do you know me?"

Nalan Zun!

I frowned slightly, and my eyes were tightly locked on the face that appeared under the hat. How could this be possible?

What surprised me was that under the hat was Nalan Zun's face, but this was absolutely impossible!

Nalan Zun's cultivation level is at least five directions, but the person in front of him is only at the level of the middle god stage, which is wrong!

There is a problem!

As his face showed up, I suddenly became alert. With Nalan Zun's cultivation level so much higher than me, it was not ruled out that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger with me.

But when I think about it, it seems wrong!

With his unfathomable cultivation, it seems that there is no need to face me like this, right?

Just when I was hesitating, 'Naran Zun' spoke: "Answer me, how did you know me?"

The sentence he repeated seemed to remind me that this person was not Nalan Zun, at least not the Nalan Zun I knew. Otherwise, he would not have known me, nor would he not know when we met each other.

I sneered at him and said, "Are you really Nalan Zun?"

But he snorted coldly and said, "You haven't answered my question yet, how could you know me?"

I smiled at him with a playful smile and said, "This matter has to start a long time ago. Your nickname is Xiaohua. When I first saw you, you were still curled up in your "Flower Mother"'s arms to feed. Later, after you were isolated and raised, I discovered it from your brothers and sisters because you are so special!"

When Nalan Zun heard this, he stared at me with a gloomy expression. It seemed that there were only me and them in the whole world. This atmosphere lasted for about a minute, and his body gradually became smaller, and then he turned into a spotted pig lying on the ground.

Zhuoyang immediately breathed a sigh of relief in my mind and said to me with relief: "I guess I never thought it would be so difficult to lie to you with just a word. Go and arrest him, maybe you can use it in the future."

I naturally understood the meaning of Zhuoyang, and immediately walked towards the spotted piglet who was surrendered. Just as I approached him, I was thinking about putting him somewhere, but suddenly I saw the old ghost in Long Nizhong crawling out of Long Nizhong with a ferocious face and swallowing the "poor" spotted piglet. Then I drilled back to Long Nizhong in a flash!

Your uncle!

I cursed directly. I had seen shameless people, but I had never seen such shameless people. It took me so much effort to uniform this thing, but I was swallowed up by this old guy!

Maybe he had never seen me get so much fire, Zhuoyang immediately comforted me and said, "Don't be angry. I was thinking about how to deal with such a thing before. Now it's not a bad thing to come out by itself. You have to know that it is your sword spirit. After the sword spirit grows, your weapons will be improved accordingly."

I said to him half-believingly, "Really, false?"

Zhuoyang said angrily: "Believe it or not, you have to know that the old ghost is the sword spirit in Long Ni. No matter how big the mistake it makes, as long as you still want this weapon, then you can't do anything about it."

I sighed lightly. Zhuoyang's words were reasonable. So this old ghost is considered his own person. No, his own ghost, it is better to be cheaper than other ghosts!

After the guidance of turbid yang, I no longer care about it.

As he walked forward based on his feelings, he asked Zhuoyang in his mind: "What other things do you have in this eighteenth level of hell besides this ghostly spirit baby with four emotional abilities? Have you told me all of them?"

Zhuoyang hesitated and said to me: "I have told you before that this ghost-loving spirit baby is only the lowest level of ghost-loving creature in the eighteenth level of hell. Some of the more powerful ones are the ghost-loving three-headed python, ghost-loving hellhound, demon-teared rifter, hell four-faced Buddha, and the ancient judge who guards the eighteenth level of hell. Judging from my strength to you, you should have the strength to fight the first three. As for the latter two, if you encounter them, you should run away as soon as possible!"

My heart trembled slightly. Is it that mysterious?

Could it be that the latter two in the eighteenth level of hell are even more powerful than the Lord of the Underworld?

As if I saw my doubts, Zhuoyang explained patiently: "In the underworld, except for the nineteenth floor of hell that has not yet been discovered, it is the most dangerous one. For example, the ghostly spirit baby you subdued just now, its existence time has even exceeded your imagination. In short, if you look at these things with common sense, then your actions have actually failed."

I took a deep breath. For some reason, when Zhuoyang said this, I couldn't help but think of the series of desperate numbers about the eighteenth floor of hell.

Could it be that hell existed before the world?

Or is it that the time when the world really exists is not the span we know?

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