Sonorous and pious, blazing and fearless oaths!

Thirty-three figures!

Thirty-three... gravekeepers!

They were all dressed in black, with white masks covering their faces, kneeling in the void, bowing their heads to Ye Wuque, worshipping their young master!

At this moment, everyone in the hall was deeply shocked!

The generous and blazing oath of the gravekeeper, word by word, was enough to shake the soul. It was a kind of piety and obsession that went deep into the bone marrow, and had been integrated into the bones of the thirty-three gravekeepers!

Ye Wuque was shocked!

Feng Caichen was the same!

Even the fairy Miaomiao rarely stopped eating and drinking at this moment. Her beautiful eyes looked at the gravekeeper kneeling in the void. Although her mouth was full of oil, her expression and temperament at this moment were full of a sense of etherealness and distance, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

"Gravekeepers... Tsk tsk, little Ye, you are blessed, they are... strange beings! That oath is their soul!"

"Each one of them was born because of you. If you die, they will also be buried with you."

Fairy Miaomiao was still chewing, but she floated out such a sentence.

Hearing this, Ye Wuque's heart was shocked again!

He was already shocked by the gravekeepers. At this moment, he looked at the thirty-three people who knelt in the void and said nothing. A deep respect surged in his heart!

"Everyone, please stand up!"

Ye Wuque said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Boom!

Thirty-three gravekeepers stood up together, their black clothes fluttering, and after standing up, they slowly fell from the void!

Endless darkness descended with them, but the whole hall did not bring any ominousness. The only thing that could be felt was that kind of heat, that kind of piety!

In addition, there was an inexplicable tranquility.

Looking at the thirty-three gravekeepers in front of him, Ye Wuque suddenly had a wonderful feeling in his heart!

The blood in his body was flowing, and it could actually extend outward, sensing the existence of every gravekeeper, feeling what they were thinking, and even if they wanted to, a single thought could take all their lives!

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This shocked Ye Wuque quite a bit!

"Young Master! The meaning of our existence is to wait for your return, accept all your instructions, and fight for you!"

The tall gravekeeper who appeared first took a step forward and spoke respectfully. It looked like he should be the leader of the gravekeepers.

"You, are they from my father's hand?"

Ye Wuque asked.

"No, it was not the master who did it, but... Lord Huangfu!"

Lord Huangfu!

Ye Wuque's heart moved. The Lord Huangfu mentioned by the gravekeeper leader was naturally Huangfu Huang, that is, Uncle Fu!

"If this is the case, it was from Uncle Fu's hand, then one thing can be confirmed. Now the rebellion of the Eight Gods, Uncle Fu may have already anticipated it..."

Ye Wuque understood in his heart.

"Young Master, the soul of every grave keeper contains your blood. All of us are your slaves and will always obey your orders!"

The grave keeper leader spoke piously, his eyes firm and persistent.

This suddenly made Ye Wuque suddenly realize that it was no wonder that he could sense everything about the grave keepers. It also made him deeply sigh that Uncle Fu's hand was really great!

After calming down, Ye Wuque asked again: "How should I call you?"

"Young Master, we use the tomb as our surname and the number as our name. Starting from me, you can call me Tomb One, all the way to Tomb Thirty-three!"

Ye Wuque nodded slowly.

The leader of the grave keepers, Mu Yi, then said respectfully: "Young Master, Master Huangfu ordered that if you show up, we must take you to a place first! It is also the place we have been guarding for eighteen years!"

"A... tomb!"

Ye Wuque's eyes fixed, and then he exhaled and said: "Take me there."

"Young Master, please!"

Immediately, the thirty-three grave keepers all stepped aside to make way for Ye Wuque and Mu Yi.

Under the leadership of Mu Yi, Ye Wuque walked towards the light gate.

"Master Feng, we..."

In the hall, Xu Kuangshi looked at this scene and immediately lowered his head to ask Feng Caichen.

"Let Old Ye face the next thing himself, we just wait, don't be impatient."

Feng Caichen spoke softly and poured himself a glass of wine. A sigh flashed in the depths of his clear and bright eyes, and it seemed that he had guessed something.

Along the way, Ye Wuque had told him some things.

"Yes!"

Xu Kuangshi nodded immediately.

Above the void, Ye Wuque, surrounded by thirty-three grave keepers, stepped into the light gate and into the eternal darkness. Then the light gate disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The hall was bright again.

Feng Caichen was drinking by himself. Fairy Miaomiao was eating and drinking

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The others were still immersed in the boundless shock and had not completely recovered.

...

Under the leadership of Mu Yi, Ye Wuque strolled.

Under his feet, there was a dark road, and in front of him, it seemed like eternal darkness, and he didn't know where it led to or where it went.

The boundless darkness should give people a sense of panic!

But at this moment, Ye Wuque felt a sense of tranquility in his heart.

But more of it was a kind of uneasiness.

Suddenly, looking at the back of Mu Yi in front of him, Ye Wuque's heart moved, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he already knew what kind of existence the gravekeeper was. What existed under the fluttering black clothes and the white mask.

But it was precisely because of this that he was even more curious.

"Mu Yi."

"Here!"

"Did the thirty-three of you have your own names in the past?" "

Reporting to the young master, yes!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, and then he asked, "What was your name in the past?"

Mu Yi turned his head back immediately, and a trace of ancient memories flashed in his eyes under the mask, with a touch of complexity.

"That name has long gone with the wind and buried in the years, but since the young master wants to know, Mu Yi will naturally tell you everything."

"My name in the past was... Yashen Xuan."

The moment he heard this name, Ye Wuque's steps suddenly stopped!