Chapter 187 (2/2)

”Waste.” Zijuan walked forward for tens of meters and turned into an alley at a corner.

The alley is narrow and deep, gloomy, and has no earthly atmosphere.

The purple cuckoo knocked on the only door in the alley, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong.

Creaking, the broken wooden door opened, and an old man with gray hair and dim eyes appeared in front of the purple cuckoo.

”Who are you going to kill?” The old man asked.

”Someone come to me.” Purple cuckoo road.

”There is no one you are looking for in the netherworld Pavilion.” The old man said.

Zijuan didn't talk nonsense. She stretched out her hand and pushed the old man back for a few meters. Zijuan walked into the hospital.

The old man was surprised that he was one of the best experts in the Jianghu. He was pushed away by a girl today.

”Who are you?” The old man put on a pose.

Zijuan looked around and didn't find the man she was looking for.

”Maybe they hid it.” The purple cuckoo turned her head, and her cold eyes fell on the old man. The storm and snow suddenly came, and the old man couldn't move.

Zijuan took a step and came to the old man. Her white palm opened and held the old man's face. ”A few days ago, did a ghost level killer say to quit your Tongtian Youming pavilion?”

The old man's eyes were fierce. ”What if there is?”

Zijuan looked indifferent. ”I'm going to take him home to get married. It's best to have a big fat boy next year, so as to save Mrs. Gu from looking for me when she has nothing to do.”

The old man pushed his palms forward like wind and thunder.

The purple cuckoo didn't dodge and didn't move. She took the old man's blow.

With a bang, the cuckoo was intact.

The old man's surprise turned into panic. His mountain falling palm has reached a state of perfection. Even the top five Jianghu experts dare not resist directly. What is the origin of this young girl.

”Say it or not.” Zijuan's other hand fell on the old man's Dantian.

The old man understood the meaning of Zijuan. Dantian was the source of power. He destroyed Dantian and paid for his lifelong efforts.

The difference between heaven and earth makes the old man loose a little.

”Say it or not?” The purple cuckoo gives the old man one last chance.

After weighing the pros and cons, the old man admitted defeat and went deep into the netherworld pavilion with the purple cuckoo.

The real netherworld pavilion was built at the bottom of the courtyard. The dark tunnel, intermittent screams, and the smell of blood all indicate that this place is not good or evil.

Zijuan calmly follows the old man. The distance between them is only one step. With Zijuan's ability, both defense and attack can be one step faster than the old man.

Dada, through the deep tunnel, into the circular stone platform, surrounded by large and small caves, countless from top to bottom.

”Are these?” Asked the cuckoo.

”We are traitors of the netherworld Pavilion and some celebrities in the Jianghu.” The old man's words are very vague.

The purple cuckoo said, ”where is the person I want?”

The old man looked around and his eyes stopped ten meters above the east of the stone platform.

”The man in the cell is what you're looking for.” The old man raised his hand and pointed.