One day when the evening was approaching, the sky was full of red clouds, Nan Rongyue was studying books in the house, and Yu Wenrui was playing big swords outside the courtyard.

When the knife was being danced happily, a black crow beast flying a letter flew from a distance, and it hovered above Yu Wenrui's head, quacking and screaming.

The black crow beast is mostly produced in the land of the dead in the east. If you look closely at the appearance of this black crow beast, it looks a bit like a crow, and its whole body is black.

In the era of bloody reincarnation more than 300 years ago, dark mages were rampant, undead roamed around and wounded people, black crows were densely packed in the sky, and they screamed horribly. They pecked passers-by and ate carrion corpses.So after the end of the Dark Ages, humans defined the Crow Beast as death and ominous.

After a large number of black crows were hunted down, humans discovered that their ability to recognize directions was strong. After confirming that the number of black crows was not enough to harm humans, the black crows were led to residential areas in the mainland by humans, where they were domesticated and used to deliver letters.

Yu Wenrui stopped dancing the knife, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, she signaled the black crow to stand on her hand, carefully took off the letter box at the black crow's feet, took out the letter paper wrapped in it, and put the black crow on it. The beast leaves.

This is a letter from Yuwenjue. Thinking that Yuwenjue has not written to Yuwenrui for more than a year, this letter is a long-lost for Yuwenrui.

The content of the letter is roughly as follows:

How is my sister?

The younger brother has never failed to live up to her sister's instructions before she left. Every day for more than a year, my younger brother has worked hard and worked hard. Recently, he has achieved some success in his studies in Xizhou. He intended to visit his sister at the college, but he saw the college The door is closed.

The younger brother was puzzled and asked the guard. The guard said that the younger brother was not a college student, and he was still a student, so he didn't have a pass, so he wouldn't let him in.

Thinking about Yu Wenjue's identity as a dark mage, he should not be exposed to the crowd too much, Yu Wenrui understood.

The letter also mentioned that Dongfang Min, the undead, believed that Yu Wenjue was extremely talented and had reached a certain level of cultivation, so there was no need to stay in Xizhou, so they planned to go to the land of the undead to practice at a higher level.

Yu Wenjue thought for a while and agreed, thinking that he had been obsessed with cultivation for more than a year and hadn't contacted his family for a long time, so he wrote a parting letter and sent it to Yu Wenrui, so that she could feel at ease and not have to worry about him.

Yu Wenrui comforted himself after carefully looking at the handwriting on the letter paper. It seems that Yu Wenjue has practiced his calligraphy a lot in the past few years.

The writing is like a person, Yu Wenjue's writing is sharp, pointing at people's hearts like a sharp blade. I think he is also eager for revenge in the past few years, but he is too young and too impatient.

If it settles down for another three to five years, it must be a sharp sword that will kill you when it is unsheathed, and seal your throat at the sight of blood.

Yu Wenrui looked at the door of the room, and through the paper window, he knew that there was still a candle burning inside. It seemed that Nan Rongyue was still studying, and no matter how loud the noise came from outside the courtyard, she would not be disturbed.

What a very attentive child, Yu Wenrui smiled.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Wenrui raised a small flame with his fingertips, destroyed the letter and knocked on the door, intending to ask Nan Rongyue to come out for dinner.

……

Turn your gaze to the land of the dead on the east side of the mainland.

The dark clouds that cover the sky and the sun are pressing down on the sky, preventing the sun from reaching this vast land. Yes, since ancient times, no ray of sunlight has ever been able to enter the Land of the Dead.

A dense black mist filled the air, casting an ominous mist over the entire land of the undead.

The swamp here is muddy and unfathomable; the vegetation here is sparse and uninhabited;

Bubbles bubbled from the bottomless black swamp from time to time, and occasionally a few skulls or bones floated out of the swamp and sank again.

On a big withered tree not far away, a few black crows stood side by side on dead branches without leaves, occasionally making weird quack calls.

Across the vast swamp is a piece of semi-dry mud, on which several scary-looking phantom beasts are walking back and forth, their eyes looking at the swamp from time to time, as if they were ordered by someone to patrol.

Those phantom beasts were as big as a hippopotamus, with protruding eyeballs, and a long, flat mouth like a crocodile, full of sharp teeth.They have a pair of small bat-like wings on their backs, but they are not enough to support their huge size to fly.

Looking back beyond those phantom beasts, there is a huge hole, and walking inside finally sees the existence of creatures.

In the dark cave, about seven or eight undead were seen. They looked the same as when they were alive. They gathered around a small table to drink and chat.

Although the undead have no entity, this does not prevent them from drinking for fun. After all, the undead were human beings before their death, and it is not surprising that they followed the customs of the living after death.

These undead were the old subordinates of the Dark Moon Sect more than 300 years ago. They were dark mages before they were alive, but they were killed by the Creator God and the first emperor Yu Wenjin, and were thrown into the land of the dead after their memories were erased.

Not long ago, Yu Wenjue took advantage of the ability of the hidden soul stone to hide the soul, and sneaked into the land of the dead with the memory of the undead Master Dongfang Min, Fang Fang and Wang Lin.

The undead can survive in the dark land of the undead and do not need to eat, but the living are different, they need sunlight and food to survive.

For this, Yu Wenjue had already made sufficient preparations. He purchased a large amount of food and placed it in the space ring, which was enough for him to last for several years.

As for why Yu Wenjue was able to survive in the Land of the Dead, it was because he was a dark mage who had awakened dark elements. Unlike other humans who believed in light, dark mages hated light very much.

The three of Dongfang Min made a breakthrough in their cultivation during the period of refuge in the barren mountain. No, they found their former subordinates as soon as they returned to the Land of the Dead, and used secret methods to restore their lost memories of more than 300 years.

But Miss Li, the wife of Dongfang Min, who was beaten to death by the Chuangshi God, never came back.

This may become the pain of Dongfang Min's life.

At this time, several undead who had not reunited for a long time gathered in a circle, drank the old wine, and narrated the pain of not seeing each other for hundreds of years.

"The boss has been haggard for hundreds of years."

"The size of Cube doesn't necessarily shrink down."

"Wang Lin, you skinny bamboo pole is still so weak, you can't grow a few taels of flesh..."

"You old bastards are making fun of me again!" The slightly tipsy Hall Master Fang patted his stomach and hiccupped indistinctly.

"Hey..." Wang Lin, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, laughed strangely when he heard this.

Chatting and chatting, I heard them talking about the future and revenge.

"I didn't expect that more than 300 years later, that guy Yu Wenjin has already entered the grave!"

Fang Fang slapped the table angrily and said, "Yes, if Yu Wenjin is in this land of the dead, let me see if I don't take him out and chop him up!"

"Pity……"

These undead all know the great privileges of the royal family. After the death of their royal sons, they don't have to come to the land of the undead to suffer. The royal family will naturally provide a paradise for the undead to enjoy after death.

So they wanted to find Yu Wenjin in the Land of the Dead to complete their revenge, which was completely delusional.

"Stop talking about this, come, come, drink and drink!"

"I heard that the boss brought a living person back this time?"

"Or a prince who has awakened the dark element?"

"good."

"Then boss, do we want him..." An undead showed killing intent, beheading Dongfang Min.

Dongfang Min shook his head and said: "I don't need it for now, he is a good chess game to help us get revenge!"

Wang Lin interfaced maliciously: "Hey, it happens to be able to use their own family's direct blood to disgust those princes and nobles to death!"

"That's exactly the reason!"

Dongfang Min grabbed the wine jar and said, "Cheers to our revenge plan!"

"cheers!"

There is another stone room at the fork of the cave, which is filled with night pearls, making the whole stone room brighten up.

At this time, Yu Wenjue was taking care of Yang Mujin, who was in a severe coma, so he didn't hear the conversation of the undead.

Yang Mujin is a human being who has awakened the light element. When he followed Yu Wenjue and the others to the Land of the Dead, he had trouble adapting. There was no sunlight here, and the place was humid and dark, so he couldn't survive at all.

He fell into a coma and was placed in a stone room by Yu Wenjue, using the night pearl to provide light.

Yu Wenjue begged Dongfang Min and others to find a way to wake up Yang Mujin, but they treated him coldly.

Dongfang Min said unceremoniously: "We undead hate the light awakener the most in our lives, but you want me to save him?"

"You need to make it clear that we are only cooperating based on interests, and I am not your servant!"

At this point, Dongfang Min smiled contemptuously: "This seat only respects the strong, you might as well practice hard now, and when your ability is enough to threaten this seat, this seat will naturally respond to requests."

After returning to the Land of the Dead, Dongfang Min's nature was undoubtedly exposed, and he would not be as scrupulous as he was outside, so Yu Wenjue and Dongfang Min broke up unhappy.

"Yang Mujin, wake me up!"

Seeing Yang Mujin unconscious at first, Yu Wenjue shook his body desperately like going crazy, but to no avail.

Yu Wenjue couldn't ask Dongfang Min for a way to wake him up. Half a month later, Yu Wenjue was disappointed, but he still came to Yang Mujin's bedside to talk to him on time every day.

"Yang Mujin, it's been half a month, why haven't you woke up..."

"Yang Mujin, there are only two of us alive here, do you have the nerve to sleep over?"

"Yang Mujin, get up, didn't you love making fun of me before? Get up and make fun of me!"

"Yang Mujin, Sister Rui isn't by my side, I'm really lonely by myself, get up and talk to me!"

A month later.

"Yang Mujin, I will definitely become stronger! I will definitely find a way to save you!"

In the cave, Yu Wenjue's eyes changed from decadent to firm.

Yes, he is really too weak, but he will definitely become stronger, so strong that Dongfang Min will surrender!

No, not only Dongfang Min, but all the dark creatures here must bow down at his feet and let him control them!

At this point, Yu Wenjue began to practice for a long time in the dark with the help of the rich dark elements in the land of the dead.

The author has something to say: this volume is coming to an end, and the diligent author is writing the outline for the next volume!

Hmm, correct a typo.

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