"Enough! Let him go, I promise to cooperate with you."

Xi Jiuye roared.

He is not a good husband, but he always wants to be a good father.

He has lost a son and has no choice but to sit and look at the other son and die in front of his own eyes.

He couldn't forget that the little monster looked at himself before he died.

"Knowledge is a good thing. You are indeed more suitable than your son to be a blame."

Murong Lao Fang Xian said with joy.

Xi Xingluo is not the right person to complain, this kid is too weak.

For the grudge, the stronger the strength itself, the stronger the strength will become after the grudge.

"However, I will not become a grudge."

Anyone knows that when Murong Lao Fang Xian rejoices, Xi Jiuye's next sentence made Murong Lao Fang Xian stunned.

"Xi Jiuye, you play me!"

Murong Lao Fang Xian was furious.

"I don't have resentment in my heart, how should I become a blame, you should know more about this than me."

Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.

"How could you not complain, don't you hate those who took away everything from you, Emperor Xin, Ye Lingyue, and your father and mother's enemies?"

Murong Lao Fang Xian's face unbelief.

He deliberately attracted Xi Jiuye, so he has investigated everything about Xi Jiuye.

This is why Bing Xin would say that Xi Jiuye would be the right person.

"I don't hate them. I do things at Xi Jiuye, and I don't blame the heavens and the people. I take everything I deserve."

Xi Jiuye said coldly.

He used to hate.

Hate Emperor Xin, hate the couple of Ye Beiming, hate the god of darkness.

In those years, he also relied on these so-called hatreds and continued to be strong.

But all the so-called hatred, at the moment of Ye Lingyue's death, has become a cloud.

Xi Jiuye realized that all the hatred finally confronted Ye Lingyue's death.

Instead, there is endless regret.

If everything can come back, he is willing to put down everything and join hands with Ye Ling to reach the horizon.

However, nothing can turn back.

"You! I'm so mad, you have no resentment, and for us, it's useless. Your son, don't want to live!"

Murong Lao Fang Xian complained.

"Let him go, I will give you something, I believe, it must be of interest to you."

Xi Jiuye said nothing.

"That is?"

Murong Lao Fang was surprised.

"Kunlun's secret map. I think you should be very interested in the things behind Queen Kunlun."

What Xi Jiuye had in hand was the Kunlun secret map he had painstakingly collected.

Murong Lao Fang Xian's eyes lit up.

The things behind Queen Kunlun are quite tempting for anyone, even the gods.

"I use it to change the life of the star."

Xi Jiuye also knew the usefulness of Kunlun's secret map.

Unfortunately, after the Tianhe River fell, the terrain changed a lot, and the location of Kunlun's secret became more elusive.

"As you wish, your son, you can take it away, but he took the oath of the red moon, and once my queen of the red moon wakes up, he will still be under the control of the queen. What you rescued is a puppet That's it. Even so, would you save him back? "

Murong Lao Fang Xian glanced at Xi Jiuye.

He raised his hand.

The tree and vine quickly entered Xi Xingluo's body.

Those who complained about light and shadow disappeared.

Xi Jiuye is a wise man, but unfortunately, it cannot be used by the Queen of the Red Moon.

"If there was one day, I would rather kill him myself."

Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.

"If it is, the person in front of you is replaced by Ye Lingyue, will your answer be the same?"

Murong Lao Fang Xian smiled.

"That day will never come."

Xi Jiuye cut the railway.

Ye Lingyue never puts hope on others.

Besides, Ye Lingyue has Daojun Bingxin next to him, there are the couples of the Sun, and those who protect her, she will not fight alone.

Thinking of this, Xi Jiuye smiled bitterly. Compared with him, he was really alone.

"Also, Taiyin saint is also in your hands?"

Xi Jiuye's eyes sank.

He probably already guessed that there was something wrong with the wooden door.

"You actually only worry about the Taiyin saint, I thought, you would first ask Ye Lingyue's whereabouts."

Murong Lao Fang Xianqi said.

"She is not in your hands."

Xi Jiuye shook his head.

"how do you know?"

Murong Lao Fang Xian wondered.

"Otherwise, you will use her to threaten me. People like you know the shortcomings of people best. Besides, you can't help Daojun Bingxin."

Xi Jiuye silenced Murong Lao Fangxian with a word.

Murong Lao Fang Xian was speechless.

"Shortly after she left, she was just like you and gave me something that satisfied me. But next time, you may not be so lucky."

Murong Lao Fang Xian said in a deep voice.

"Not next time, when I meet again, I will kill you by hand."

Xi Jiuye stopped, and Xi Xingluo started.

The father and son also disappeared.

"Huh, it's a pity."

Murong Lao Fangxian looked at Xi Jiuye's back and shook his head.

He looked at the Kunlun secret map in his hand.

Although he did not succeed in soliciting Xi Jiuye as a god of grievance, the Kunlun secret map was an extra bonus.

That's the Kunlun Hidden Picture ... What's behind Queen Kunlun is really tempting.

Just because Murong Lao Fang Xian knew that there were countless temples behind Queen Kunlun.

Those who followed the Queen Kunlun fell together, there are thousands of temples.

Those temples used to be the habitat of some powerful temple gods.

The remains of their temple are also hidden in Kunlun's secret.

Although it is only wreckage, if the temple wreckage is found, it can be reorganized into a temple. More importantly, there may be inheritance of those temple gods in the temple.

These dark grudges have not yet formed their own shrines. If they can have shrines, they can develop more believers.

But when Murong Lao Fang Xian opened the Kunlun secret map in his hand, he couldn't help staring at his eyes, almost cursing without breaking his mouth.

"Why does this matter! Xi Jiuye, you kid play me!"

Murong Lao Fang was confused.

The Kunlun secret map in hand, although it has been pieced together.

However, the topographic map above, Murong Lao Fangxian could not be identified at all.

There is no place name, only a vague mountain range and a lake.

The entire thirty-three days is so big, such a vague instruction, which year Ma Yue can be found.

How could there be no place name and lake name ... Murong Lao Fang Xian glared with his beard blowing, his eyes rolled, his mind already had an idea.

"It seems that this can only be done, and I don't believe it. No one in the world can crack this hidden picture."