On this night, all the members of the underworld completely let go of themselves. They held their arms and held their backs, and they kept cups and cups. Some were laughing wildly, and some were crying loudly.

Each of them was telling their own stories, as if immersed in the long-standing memories. They cried and cried, and cried, until they fell drunk on the ground and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

In the courtyard!

A waning moon hangs on the sky.

A breeze blew, causing Ye Xuan's black hair to float with the wind. He looked up at the sky under the moon, his eyes deep and lonely, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fatty Huang revealed his heart today, allowing Ye Xuan to see the other side of the members of the Underworld. Each of them is a pitiful person, but each of them is a hateful person.

They were so cruel and cruel. They had countless blood stains in their hands and many lives they had carried.

But these vicious and vicious people are truly loyal to him today.

If Ye Xuan used death to coerce them, these members of the underworld could be used by him, but today Ye Xuan knew that they would no longer need their own coercion in the future, because they truly regarded themselves as part of the underworld, and even regarded the underworld as their own home.

Ye Xuan believed that he acted viciously and confiscated his family and destroyed his clan whenever he disagreed. The impression he gave to everyone in the underworld was the image of a tyrant.

The members of the Underworld were afraid of him and afraid of him, and were even more careful in front of him, but until today, Ye Xuan saw a light that he had never seen before in their eyes.

This light is called admiration, this light is called worship, and there is also a blazing fire that appears in the eyes of everyone in the underworld.

It was not until today that Ye Xuan understood a truth. It turned out that he had given all members of the Underworld a home without realizing it, and this home was what they wanted to protect.

Ye Xuan believed that if one day he left this world, even if the Underworld had no existence, it would still be passed on well. This is the belief that a family brought to all members of the Underworld.

That night, Ye Xuan was independent under the moon and did not practice until the sun rose the next day, and a ray of morning light from the east fell on his face, which also made him smile and wake up from his meditation.

Yesterday's noise has passed, and all the members of the Underworld woke up from their hangover. They did not mention the incident of last night, but everyone's eyes were different from before.

When they each left, they looked at Qingyun Xiaozhu deeply, and even imprinted Ye Xuan's figure into their minds, and then turned into a group of extremely vicious people to complete the tasks assigned by Ye Xuan to them.

...

Jiangnan Airport.

A private plane was docked here, and Fatty Huang and Junting bowed to each other.

"Sir, why don't you accompany you to Moonshen City. Although you can't help you in your cultivation, you can save yourself the trouble when dealing with some trivial matters." Fatty Huang said softly.

"Yes, sir, Fatty Huang is doing things steadily. With him by your side, we can rest assured." Table Junting advised.

Ye Xuan shook his head slowly and said, "Jiangnan is the base camp of the underworld, and only you two can keep me at ease. Wu Juexian's cultivation is comparable to that of the Jindan stage immortal cultivator. Those who can make him disappear for no reason can only be these so-called gods. This Western Moon God is the most suspected. Even if you go with me, you can't help."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Fatty Huang and the others knew that the fact was indeed the case. These so-called gods were extremely powerful. They were just some mortals. If they really followed Ye Xuan to the West, they might become Ye Xuan's burden.

When the two of them understood this, they were not begging Ye Xuan. It was also at this time that Ye Xuan boarded the plane, rushed into the sky with the roar of the plane, and headed towards the west.

...

The vast sea of ​​sand and the vast desert, the vicious sunshine shines on this land. In the vast sand, some human corpses can be seen everywhere.

Camels, off-road vehicles, and a large number of Western humans are riding various means of transportation to move forward in the desert.

In addition to these means of transportation, some people are walking in the desert. The skin of these Westerners is black and white, but without exception, everyone's expression is extremely haggard, but the hope that occasionally passes through their eyes makes them quickly rush in the desert.

Logically speaking, this desert is extremely lacking in water, and it has a natural crisis like sandstorms. From time to time, blood-soul beasts lurk in the desert, cruelly and violently devouring humans.

Adding up various factors, the hope that humans can survive is extremely slim, but these Western humans are still heading towards the depths of the desert in groups, just because there is a holy city deep in the desert, and the name of this holy city is "Moon God City".

As long as they can enter the Moon God City, they will be protected by the Moon God and will no longer be slaughtered by the Blood Soul Beast. This is why so many Westerners have to enter this desert regardless of their own safety.

Ye Xuan was dressed in black and had a pure oriental face. He was following the crowds and heading towards the desert, which attracted the attention of a large number of Westerners.

Although there are not many oriental people rushing through this desert, you can always see some. But Ye Xuan, an oriental person, is too strange. Not only does he not take any means of transportation, but he also has no water to carry all over his body. How did he survive after walking in the desert for so long?

When this question fills the hearts of every Westerner, the look of looking at Ye Xuan becomes even more strange.

"Hi, Brother Dongfang, do you want water? It only costs 30,000 US dollars."

A white man had a rough body and a long and narrow scar on his face. He was wearing a camouflage uniform, with a military spear and a military pistol around his waist, and a large number of water bags hanging on his back, shouting at Ye Xuan.

Unfortunately, Ye Xuan even took a look at the white man and kept walking forward with the crowd, because he had already vaguely seen a huge city looming in the desert ahead.

"Fuck, you damn Eastern Pig, I'm talking to you, haven't you heard it?"

The white man shook his head, pinched his fingers with his hands, and a blast sound came from his finger bones. He was walking towards Ye Xuan. His eyes looked at Ye Xuan, and his eyes were even more greedy.

"Oh, damn Ratov, do you want to rob these Oriental people again?" A strong black man laughed loudly, as if he had foreseen Ye Xuan's miserable end.

"Hey, this Eastern man is in trouble. The holy city is right in front of him, but he is targeted by these mercenaries. If he doesn't hand over the money he has, he will die here." A white woman leaned in her husband's arms and looked at Ye Xuan with a look of pity.
Chapter completed!