Chapter 1099 He is the former King Yan

The dark and strange underworld was somewhat brighter because of the appearance of these golden lights.

Although the souls of the two people have been circulating in the chaos of time and space for several times, it was just a flick of a finger for the two of them.

Chu Beihe saw that Jiang Xuxu was fine, and his eyes were obviously relieved.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Xuxu

shook his head, "What about you?"

Chu Beihe was naturally fine.

Yi Xun listened silently, and finally couldn't help interrupting, "If you have anything to say, you can talk slowly after you go back."

Is the underworld a place where you can confide in each other?

This atmosphere is obviously wrong.

Yi Xun didn't think there was anything wrong in interrupting the couple's long-parting greetings, so he turned around and led them to where the Fusang branch was.

Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe looked at each other and followed without saying a word.

Yi Xun led the way in front, and because there was a pass from the underworld to clear the way, the ghost messengers who passed by simply gave way.

Jiang Xuxu watched Yi Xun lead them as if they were strolling in their own yard, passing by Wangxiangtai and Huangquan Road full of red spider lilies.

If Jiang Xuxu was not sure that the person in front of him was the Yi Xun they knew, he would have suspected that Yi Xun was deliberately taking them on a journey of reincarnation to send them directly to reincarnation.

He couldn't help but become curious again, what is the relationship between Yi Xun and the underworld?

If you want to talk about familiarity, it can't be that Yi Xun has established a cooperative relationship with the underworld hundreds of years ago?

Yi Xun had no intention of explaining, and quickly walked with the two people to the bank of the Wangchuan River.

He didn't deliberately take the two people to "visit" the underworld, but this was the only way to get to the Fusang branch.

He was eager to send people to the place as soon as possible. After all, he didn't want to stay in the underworld for too long, and then call a nosy King Yan to come over after smelling the smell.

Maybe what you fear will come true.

Yi Xun and the other two had just arrived at the bank of the Wangchuan River when they saw a solitary boat on the shore from a distance. An ancient green lamp on the bow dimly illuminated a shadow of the Wangchuan River.

However, what made the three people stop for a moment was not because of the solitary boat on the shore, but because of a tall figure standing on the shore at this time.

The familiar black ancient costume, full of terrifying power and ghostly aura.

It was King Yan who had trapped Jiang Xuxu in another ghost market.

Jiang Xuxu didn't think that King Yan was standing here to see the scenery of Wangchuan River on purpose, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Yi Lu.

He felt that this person was coming for Yi Lu again.

Sure enough, King Yan turned around and saw that the newcomer was obviously not surprised at all, and it seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time. His cold eyebrows were faint and dim.

"Get on the boat, I'll take you there."

Yi Lu couldn't have deliberately asked King Yan to lead the way. Obviously, he knew their purpose and came here in person.

Yi Lu didn't hesitate when he heard him speak, and walked straight forward, passed by the other party and got on the boat.

The small boat can only accommodate four people.

Yi Xun took Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe to sit on the boat, and then looked up at King Yan who was the last to board

. "You row the boat."

King Yan said nothing, but silently picked up the oar, inserted the oar into the Wangchuan River, and gently pushed the boat slowly into the Wangchuan River.

The four people on the boat were not talkative people. No one spoke, and there was no sound of flowing water in the Wangchuan River. The atmosphere was quiet and a little weird.

Fortunately, this weird atmosphere was finally broken when King Yan rowed the boat to the place where the Fusang branch was deep in the Wangchuan River.

In front of him, in the center of the vast Wangchuan River, there was a big tree that seemed to be connected to the underworld.

Yi Lu said, "This is the Fusang branch of the underworld."

Jiang Xuxu was a little surprised. As Yi Lu said, the underworld was just a piece of Fusang branch. If the big tree in front of her was just a piece of branch,

how big would the real Fusang tree be?

Without giving her extra time to be curious, Yi Lu stepped directly on the root of the Fusang branch that emerged from the river, and turned his head to signal King Yan,

"I've sent the people, you can go back."

If you don't know, you might think King Yan is working for him.

King Yan was not annoyed by this. He stared at Yi Xun's back for a few seconds, then looked at Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe, and said in a deep voice,

"I am sending you back this time. The cause and effect between you should be eliminated from now on. The old grudges will end today in Wangchuan."

Jiang Xuxu didn't understand what the cause and effect he was talking about was, but Yi Xun seemed to be angry. He raised his hand and threw a long whip wrapped in ghost fire at King Yan.

"My business has nothing to do with you!"

King Yan raised his hand and easily took his long whip, letting the ghost fire on the whip burn his palm.

Even so, his expression did not change at all, but he felt a little sad.

He felt sad that a person who was once so powerful, after thousands of years of reincarnation and exile, was only left with this little power.

She felt sorry for him and hoped that he would end this endless cycle.

"If you feel guilty, you might as well sincerely repent to them in front of the Fusang tree."

Yi Xun's eyes became colder, and there was no trace of shrewdness or laziness in his foxy eyes. However, he never spoke, and did not even look at the other two.

As the parties involved, Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe vaguely understood from King Yan that they did have a connection with Yi Xun, and they could not help but feel confused. Yi

Xun's identity was a mystery, and Jiang Xuxu could never see through his fate, let alone any cause and effect connection between them.

Although she was curious in the past, she never asked, but since King Yan said that it was about her and Chu Beihe, Jiang Xuxu also wanted to get to the bottom of it with him.

So he looked at Yi Xun and called him,

"Yi Xun."

He didn't ask much, but the meaning of his words was clear.

Yi Xun lowered his eyes, but still pursed his lips and said nothing.

Chu Beihe seemed to have sensed something, and simply looked at King Yan and asked him, "Who is he?"

King Yan heard the voice and saw that Yi Xun did not move, nor did he mean to stop him. He sighed and said in a deep voice,

"He is the former King Yan of the underworld."

King Yan said,

"Six thousand years ago, the previous King Yan was ordered to take away the throne of King Yan because he was not good at managing the underworld, and suffered a thousand years of exile and reincarnation."

Jiang Xuxu's eyes trembled. She didn't expect to hear such an answer.

"Six thousand years ago..."

She whispered softly, and seemed to have guessed it in her heart.

It was really too coincidental that she had to associate it.

If Yi Yan was the King Yan six thousand years ago in his previous life, then the cause and effect between him and them, rather than with her and Chu Beihe, is more like... with their previous lives.

Cang Lu and, Jian Jia?

Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe both vaguely guessed something.

It seemed that the most difficult beginning was taken care of, and Yi Yan also gave up silence.

There seemed to be a silent sigh above the Wangchuan River.

Yi Xun retracted his hand, and the long whip in his hand instantly turned into green smoke and dissipated. Then he turned around and finally faced Jiang Xuxu and Chu Beihe.

There was an unprecedented solemnity in his fox eyes, which were always charming.

He looked at them, and seemed to be looking at someone else through them.

After a long while, he spoke slowly and said,

"My sin was caused by the evil."

Six thousand years ago, when he was still the King of Hell, he let go of 100,000 evil thoughts suppressed by the lowest level of the underworld due to negligence.

He said,

"The Tianyuan disaster that caused the destruction of the souls of Canglu and Jianjia and the death of all living beings in the world... was all caused by me."