"A little girl? Or a little girl from the Four Continents?"

Hong Meir nodded stiffly, but Du Gui laughed even louder, "Don't tell me that person is the enemy who ruined my plans time and time again and even killed your senior brother - Ling Yuan!"

Hong Mei'er was stunned. She obviously didn't expect the Poison Ghost to say that. She shook her head instinctively, "Impossible."

Under the cold light suddenly shot by the poison ghost, she swallowed again: "She, she died a few years ago, and she died from the zombie poison. Even her body was looted."

However, what surprised Hong Mei'er was that after hearing this, Du Gui became even more certain, "Dead? Have you seen it? Even her body was taken away and is nowhere to be found. Are you sure she is really dead?"

"Also, you underestimate the horror of corpse poison. Back then, there was Feng Yan, then Ling Yuan, and now Feng Yan again. Their names sound similar, and they are all female. Their ages are almost the same. Do you really think they are not the same person?"

After being analyzed so casually by the Poison Ghost, Hong Meir felt that her brain was not enough, especially when she could not help but mutter these two names, her pupils trembled violently.

"Is this true? Feng Yan is Ling Yuan? Are they the same person?"

The old man Poison Ghost said with great certainty, "If corpse poison is so easy to study, why hasn't any of the empire's alchemists been able to develop an antidote for so many years? But how old was that girl back then? After she first came into contact with corpse poison, there was corresponding research, and then Ling Yuan appeared to ruin the Never-Sleeping City plan. Both of them are girls of similar age, so how can you be sure that they are not the same person?"

Hong Meir choked. She felt that even if she rejected this possibility in her heart, she couldn't utter a word to refute it.

She didn't expect that her master would make such an astonishing judgment just after she told him the origins of those people.

You know, she had never thought of this possibility.

Ling Yuan is Feng Yan, and Feng Yan is Ling Yuan?

But, it’s still not right!

She had seen the portraits of both of these people. Not only were their appearances very different, but so were their figures. How could they be the same person?

"But Master, although they are about the same age, according to the portraits that have been passed down, there is still a big difference between the two. And Ling Yuan is a famous ugly woman, with a body full of fat, dark and plump. I really don't know how Wei Jie fell in love with such a princess!"

Maybe it was because of her natural beauty, but she always looked at ugly women with tinted glasses, especially Ling Yuan's appearance. Whenever she thought of her appearance, she couldn't help feeling sick. How could such a girl be worthy of Wei Jie?

But, even after her death, this Wei Jie was still so loyal and devoted to her. The love story of the Phoenix King and his wife was even widely circulated in the Four Continents. Even though, from the information she got, she didn't think the two of them were very loving, but she couldn't deny that this Phoenix King knew how to behave.

You see, it was not so good on normal days, but only after this person died did we know how to cherish him. I don’t know whether it is true or not, but anyway, the effect he wanted has been achieved.

If Wei Jie knew that people outside thought this way about him, I wonder if he would regret not being nicer to Ling Yuan back then, or if he would come to his senses earlier.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

"Tsk, are you fooled by a mere figure? You have been learning from me for so many years, don't you know that the world is so big and everything is possible? What's more, she is a person who can cure corpse poison? You should not underestimate this girl from the beginning. Why does your senior brother value her so much? Have you ever thought about it?"

"With her skills, even ten of you can't compare to her."

Hong Meir was hit hard by the words of the poisonous ghost, "Master, are you so sure? But, but her ability is really too weak, she simply couldn't get my attention at all!" It's so weak, it's not even enough for her to move her fingers, right?

How can someone who can't even deal with her mutants be worthy of being her opponent?

"That's why you suffered such a big setback."

How could a person who is so insensitive to the environment be a match for the other party?

Hong Mei'er was a little embarrassed, but Du Gui's words made her nervous again: "Master, do you mean that person is hiding his incompetence?"

The poison ghost looked around, his ugly, bloated face full of terror and bloodthirstiness: "Whether they are hiding their abilities or not, you will know soon. They can't stay in here forever."

As he turned around and was about to leave, Hong Meier looked at the mutant beasts they had worked so hard to cultivate, and asked with a painful look on her face, "What should we do now? Can we still use these mutant beasts?"

The poison ghost paused and turned around with disdain: "Do you think you can control them like this? You are too naive!"

After the poisonous ghost left, Hong Meir bit her lower lip tightly, looked around hatefully, and then left unwillingly.

In the space, Ling Yuan immediately ordered Xiao Bingyi to manipulate the space and followed Hong Meir out of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

After leaving the secret room, the restriction suddenly disappeared. In order to find out more useful information, Ling Yuan decided to follow Hong Meir.

She couldn't hear anything inside, but up here, she should be able to hear some valuable news, right?

However, what she never expected was that these two ugly things actually brought her in front of Wei Jie.

The formation set up by Hong Meir in front of Cave No. 1 was destroyed by a palm strike from the poisonous ghost.

Unexpectedly, this palm wind not only removed the formation, but also knocked Ling Jifeng, who was sitting on a stone and eating happily, to the ground.

Ling Jifeng was eating roasted chicken. The force was too strong and too sudden. He didn't check for a moment and was choked by a chicken bone. His whole face turned red at that time, and his throat was choked with pain. He screamed "Ahhh" desperately.

Especially when he saw who the person was, he was so scared that he didn't even bother to save his throat. Instead, he ran to Wei Jie and protected him like an old hen.

Wei Jie was at a critical period of breakthrough. Even though he sensed the dangerous aura around him, he would not allow himself to fail at this critical moment. Otherwise, he would not only have to bear the danger of going astray, but also his meridians might be severed.

Although the poison ghost is as short as a dwarf, he is quite powerful. Although he cannot be described as looking down on the world, he must be described as cold and chilly, which makes people afraid.

Ling Jifeng recognized the identity of the poison ghost almost at a glance. He opened his mouth wide, and before he could make a sound, he began to cough violently. His cough was so pitiful. It was a pity that the chicken bone the size of his little finger was stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.

He was about to be tortured to death, and at this critical moment, such an ugly big BT came.

Ling Jifeng had a sad face. For the first time, he felt that death was so close to him.

He looked back at his junior brother in a panic, and seeing the cold sweat constantly coming out of his forehead and the various colored air currents emanating from his body, he felt his heart sinking.

On the other hand, when Poison Ghost saw Ling Jifeng, he frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

He didn't know Ling Jifeng, but he knew Wei Jie. Wei Jie was the one who killed his apprentice, and he would never let him go no matter what.

"Ling Jifeng? You actually ran here!" At this moment, Hong Meir, who was a step slower, walked in. When she saw Ling Jifeng, she was also startled and asked instinctively.

Poor Ling Jifeng was now opening his mouth wide, digging his throat with his fingers, crying as he did so. Oh my God, this was too painful. He started retching as soon as his throat was touched.

Fortunately, the two men in front of him did not show any intention of attacking him, which gave Ling Jifeng time to deal with the hateful chicken bone.

He gathered all his strength into his throat, pushing it upwards little by little, until after a heavy pressure, the chicken bone that almost killed him was finally spit out.

After vomiting, Ling Jifeng desperately drank several bowls of water, then gasped for breath, his whole face was blue and red, so embarrassing.

Especially, the person standing opposite him made him feel scared instinctively: "You, your master, is actually still alive?"

Of course, these words were spoken to Hong Meir, and Ling Yuan in the space was also shocked when he heard these words.

Oh my God, this old, ugly and short man, is actually the Poison Ghost Old Man, the master of Hong Meir and Hong Xie?

Looking at his disgustingly ugly appearance, and then thinking about how disgusting Hong Xie was when he appeared in Siyou Kingdom, Ling Yuan really couldn't help but complain.

They are worthy of being master and disciple. They are so sick. Instead of doing good things, they torture themselves into a state of being neither human nor ghost. It would be fine if you guys just don't want to live, but you also want to implicate innocent people like them. It's really hateful and abominable.