d "Ancestor, didn't you say that you participated in the War of the Ancients? Then did you know the road?"

In the turbulence of the chaotic land, Wu Chi couldn't help feeling a little crazy.

There are too many small worlds broken down here, even if he now has the ability to easily shuttle through the void, it is equally difficult to find the original small world in such a chaotic environment.

In desperation, Wu Chi had to ask Taigu Minglong for help again.

According to Primordial Underworld Dragon, it was wounded in the Primordial War. If you want to come to the land of chaos, you should have some memories, right?

"Don't be kidding, when the ancestors were involved, the Primordial War hadn't really started at all, otherwise there would be no life to escape back to Dark Dragon Abyss." After a grunt, Primordial Dark Dragon replied angrily, " The land of chaos, although the ancestors had been here, they have been broken into pieces like this now. Who knows?"

Participated in the War of the Ancients, this in itself is the saying that the ancestor of Minglong put gold on his face, and now Wu Chi has really returned to the land of chaos, how can it hold on.

Speaking of this, Primordial Dark Dragon was a little guilty, and immediately added, "Since you can get the Sword of Inheritance, if you want to come to the small world you are in, it must be in the center of the Chaos Land. You can find a way to the most central location. , Should it be easy to find?"

The most central location is easy to say, but in fact, it means nothing at all.

Shaking his head, Wu Chi also completely gave up the thought of inquiring about the information from Taigu Minglong, and he pondered a little, and immediately fell to the nearest small world.

According to Dao Ancestor, the seal of Chaos Land has now been loosened, and there may be inheritances everywhere. No matter where you go, you may actually get some clues.

Wu Chi wanted to return to the original small world, but his purpose of returning to the Chaos Land this time was more than just going back.

Most importantly, Wu Chi naturally thought of the dark prison world!

The original dark prison was connected with many small world channels. It would be much easier to return to the dark prison through the small world and then back to the original small world.

With Wu Chi's current strength, it is naturally not difficult to break through the space barrier of the small world, but in a flash, Wu Chi stepped into this small world.

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"Outside the mountain outside the Qingshan Tower, when will the West Lake singing and dancing stop!"

On the white water rafting and the West Lake, the middle-aged scribe sang with a folding fan shaking his head and shaking his head.

Said it is a boat, it is actually a flower boat, but now this flower boat has been contracted by a middle-aged scribe alone.

"Mr. So Yaxing, it's just such a beautiful view on a good day. If you sit on the bow like this, wouldn't it be worth the time?"

While speaking, a woman in a white mink coat walked over with a smile, took the middle-aged arm, and said softly.

"Haha, Moonlight is my company, and there is girl Chanjuan with me. How can it be regarded as letting down the time? Come, get me some wine."

With a smile, the middle-aged casually ordered.

"How can ordinary people's wine be worthy of going upstairs, Mr. Zheng? I have a thousand years of blood brew here, please drink with Mr. Zheng!"

Almost at the same time when the middle-aged spoke, a figure suddenly appeared on the lake, stepping on the waves, and in a flash, a blood-clothed youth jumped directly onto the flower boat.

The middle-aged scribe's pupils suddenly shrank as soon as the three words outside the building came out.

"Who I am? It turned out that it was the owner of Xiaoqingshan who came here. It is a great honor for Zheng."

Before, he talked and laughed freely, looking like a scribe, but just in between these words, there was a breath of horror on his body, as if it made the entire flower boat sink slightly.

"Mr. Zheng is polite!"

Calmly sat down at the table beside him, the blood-clothed youth took out a jar of wine from his sleeve and said with a please gesture.

Wei Wei settled down, the middle-aged scribe immediately sat down next to him, and directly stretched out his hand to pat the mud seal on the wine jar, and the wine smelled suddenly, "Good wine! It is indeed a thousand-year-old blood brew, even if such a beautiful wine is from Xiaoqingshan In the middle, I'm afraid there are not many altars, right? The mountain lord's wine, Zheng is afraid that he can't afford it."

Wine is good wine, but the other party suddenly appears here, it must have another purpose, this wine is naturally not easy to drink.

Between the two talking, the woman was already scared and pale, and she didn't even have the courage to escape.

She has been with this middle-aged scribe for a few days, but she never knew that this middle-aged scribe turned out to be a famous person in the outer building!

Xiaoqingshan, Louwailou, I am afraid that no one in this world does not know these two names, because that originally meant the two top sects in this world.

"Mr. Zheng joked. The outer building of the building just recently opened the way to the dark prison. It was just when the spirits were in full swing. With time, I said that it was a bit of wine, even if my little green mountain was merged into the outer building. I am afraid I dare not refuse."

The pupils suddenly shrank, and this time the eyes of the middle-aged scribes finally showed a real horror, "I don't know, how can you know about this?"

With a free smile, the blood-clothed youth stretched out his hand again and calmly said, "Mr. Zheng laughed, there is no impermeable wall in this world! What a big thing is to open up the passage to the dark prison, and the outside building is not only Mr. Zheng, the news is naturally I can't hide it."

The eyes were tightly squinted together, and a terrifying murderous intent suddenly appeared in the heart of the middle-aged scribe.

Things in the dark prison world have too much influence, and may even affect the future of the building outside the building. Outsiders are not allowed to intervene at all! However, the news still leaked to Xiaoqingshan, and even the owner of Xiaoqingshan came here. This jar of wine... is really too expensive!

If it is possible, he would naturally want to kill each other on the spot, but they have fought with each other for many years and are very clear about the strength of each other. It is simply impossible to kill each other directly.

Now that Xiaoqingshan knew about it, I'm afraid I have to talk about it if I talk about it, or if I don't talk about it.

There was a moment of silence ~lightnovelpub.net~The middle-aged scribes said faintly, "This is not a place to speak, if the mountain lord is really interested, why not follow me back to the building?"

"Mr. Zheng laughed!" Shaking his head, the blood-clothed youth said lightly, "I didn't have a good deal, so I stepped into the outer building rashly. How many lives can I get out?"

After a pause, the blood-clothed youth continued, "The moonlight is perfect, let's sit on this West Lake, drinking and chatting, wouldn't it be fun?"

"Alright... It's just a pity for the beauty of this ship!"

With a sigh, the middle-aged scribe said casually, and while speaking, the folding fan in his hand was slightly waved, and it suddenly turned into a phantom, taking the key of the woman's throat!

This kind of thing cannot be known by any outsider. Although it is a pity for this woman, before this big event, what is the fate of a few people?

However, just as the woman closed her eyes and waited for her death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the woman. There was obviously no aura fluctuation, but the full blow of the middle-aged scribe seemed to fall into nothingness. In general, disappear without a trace. c