#1085 - Chapter 1085: Possessed Host

At this moment in the Yin Sha Palace, Wen Hou and the others had returned successfully with the Void Control Flute.

"Father," Wen Hou handed the Void Control Flute to Wen Yuan. Wen Yuan's expression improved, and he smiled faintly.

"You may all leave," Wen Yuan waved his sleeve and sat back in his chair. After Wen Hou and the others retreated, Wen Yuan stood up.

Wen Yuan quickly knelt down, bowing respectfully.

A dark figure strode in from outside the hall, passing by Wen Hou and the others, but none of them could see the figure's existence.

In an instant, the black figure moved and appeared on the head seat in the hall.

"Swish~"

The black-robed man waved his sleeve and spun around, sitting directly on the hall chair.

"Subordinate greets the Nine Nether Underworld King!" Wen Yuan hurriedly lowered his head and shouted respectfully.

Then Wen Yuan presented the Void Control Flute with both hands.

The Nine Nether Underworld King lowered his head and reached out to take the Void Control Flute from Wen Yuan's hand.

The Nine Nether Underworld King took the Void Control Flute and carefully examined the seven-holed cyan flute.

"Hahahaha~" The Nine Nether Underworld King seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly let out a sharp laugh. The voice was filled with a逼人 coldness, as sharp as a knife, cutting Wen Yuan's heart. It seemed that a bloody smell began to permeate the air, and the atmosphere appeared grim and chilling.

It was clearly a joyful laugh, but Wen Yuan felt a chill run down his spine as he listened.

The night mist descended, and boundless darkness heavily smeared the sky. Under the hazy moonlight, few stars could be seen. The sky was not pure black, but a boundless deep blue in the black, stretching far into the distance.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the Nine Nether Underworld King looked at Wen Yuan, returning the Void Control Flute to him.

"Three days later, on the night of the full moon, have Wen Lin play the Void Control Flute under the moonlight."

The black-robed man transformed into a cloud of black mist, swaying with the wind, and disappeared into the dark night.

Only the corresponding host can play the Void Control Flute, and if one can play the Void Control Flute, it will consume true essence and backlash against the mind.

Wen Yuan's brain went blank for a moment, and he slumped to the ground.

Wen Yuan shook his head helplessly. Things had reached this point, and there was no room for redemption. He could only continue to move forward.

A gust of black mist bypassed the surrounding guards and easily arrived at Wen Yi's room.

At this time, Wen Yi was already lying on the bed asleep.

The black-robed man reached out and stroked Wen Yi's cheek.

What a good皮囊, and it's prepared for me, a good host body.

Wen Yi, who was lying on the bed, seemed to feel something. In a daze, he opened his eyes and saw the black-robed man standing by his bed.

In just an instant, Wen Yi opened his eyes wide, looking at the black figure beside the bed in horror.

The black robe obscured his face, and Wen Yi couldn't see very clearly.

"You! Who are you!" Wen Yi instinctively shrank back, questioning the black figure in front of him warily.

The floating clouds blocking the moon moved, and a pure ray of clear light sprinkled down, illuminating the black-robed man's eyes, which contained a hint of vague smile, but also appeared unfathomable.

The black-robed man did not respond to Wen Yi's words, but the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a hint of imperceptible sinister color.

Wen Yi seemed to see something terrible, and his pupils suddenly widened.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from Wen Yi's room, startling the guards outside, who immediately came to their senses.

"Bang!"

The guards outside the door directly crashed open the door and rushed into Wen Yi's room.

"Second Young Master, what happened?" The leading guard immediately asked anxiously, looking at Wen Yi, who was sitting on the bed with his head lowered.

Wen Yi slowly raised his head, his angular face very stern.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it a little hard to breathe.

Wen Yi lifted his eyelids, revealing those deep, cold, and evil森寒 eyes.

Wen Yi glanced at the guards who had barged in, and the guards immediately lowered their heads in fear.

"Get out." It was just a faint sentence, but it made everyone react immediately and retreat from Wen Yi's room.

No one noticed that Wen Yi's body was covered with cold芒, and the madness in his eyes was about to be unleashed, bringing with it rolling crimson.

"Creak~"

The door was closed, and Wen Yi stood up, his feet on the black robe.

He walked to the window, revealing a sly smile, his lips slightly raised,凝着 a strange sense of teasing. His low laughter, which was not loud, hid a unfathomable诡谲.

The moon rose higher and higher, passing through wisps of微云, passing through the slightly twinkling starlight. It appeared extraordinarily strange, and in the silence, there seemed to be a terrifying power.

After one night, the people in逍遥 Peak still got up early to cultivate.

Chen Haoran came to Five Danger Mountain early in the morning to find Nan Xi, and happened to meet Xiu Yu.

Xiu Yu was standing in front of Nan Xi's花花 hut, shouting: "Nan Xi~ I want to duel with you!"

Chen Haoran shook his head helplessly.

This kid, he can't beat her, and he still comes to harass my disciple all day long.

Chen Haoran moved and silently teleported behind Xiu Yu.

Xiu Yu didn't know when someone was standing behind him, and he was still preparing to raise his voice and continue shouting.

"Nan Xi,"

Chen Haoran directly reached out and knocked Xiu Yu's head, not very hard, but it was clear that it hurt.

"Hiss~"

Xiu Yu felt the pain from his天灵盖, immediately covered it, and angrily turned around to question, "Who is it!"

As soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Haoran smiling at him.

"Nine... Ninth Senior Brother."

Ye Kong accepted Xiu Yu as his disciple, and his status was lower than Chen Haoran's. Seeing Chen Haoran, he still had to call out "Senior Brother."

"Junior Brother, the number of times you cultivate every day is not as many as the number of times you come to my disciple to compete!" Chen Haoran was still kind and good-natured, as if suppressing the anger in his heart.

Chen Haoran approached Xiu Yu step by step, and Xiu Yu was a little at a loss, backing away, and stammering, "Nine... Ninth Senior Brother, Nan Xi beat me last time, and I really can't swallow this breath."

He said it with理直气壮, but he had never beaten Nan Xi.

Nan Xi was also gradually getting annoyed by Xiu Yu coming to her for a competition three times a day.

"Junior Brother, is the number of times you compete a bit too frequent?" Chen Haoran hinted clearly.

But Xiu Yu's呆呆 brain obviously didn't understand, thinking that Chen Haoran was worried that his body couldn't take it.

"Ninth Senior Brother, don't worry, I can do it. One day, I will definitely be able to defeat Nan Xi and avenge that day's revenge!"

Xiu Yu said with a face of义正言辞, without the slightest intention of giving up on finding Nan Xi for a competition.

Chen Haoran smiled bitterly and helplessly扶额.

Suddenly, a scene flashed in Chen Haoran's mind, and Chen Haoran seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

Got it!