?The ancient Netherworld is clearly divided into two halves by a river that runs through the island. The peninsula in the west is called the Netherworld, the peninsula in the east is called the Netherworld, and the river that runs through the island is half called the Netherworld. "" The Yinzi Gate is currently clearly divided into the Netherworld and the Netherworld. The two factions are evenly matched, with the leader of the Netherworld and the head of the Netherworld, and the head of the Netherworld, and neither of them obeys each other, so there is no sect leader who can be unified in dispatch. The two groups act independently and do not interfere with each other. Only important matters involving the sect will be handled together.

Originally, the Netherworld Island had snow all year round, and the temperature was always below freezing point. But strangely, the Netherworld River never freezes. Instead, it was steaming hot and filled with mist. When you get a little closer, you feel the heat is impressed. The river water temperature is at least 70 to 80 degrees.

At this time, a little girl in pink clothes was standing by the Netherworld River, her watery eyes were full of anxiety. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, her body was like a corn that had just been pulled, her chest was slightly bulging, and her butt was about to begin to take shape. She exuded a youthful but not green atmosphere on her body. She also had a pink face, peach cheeks, a small nose and mouth, and her eyebrows were like distant mountains and eyes like autumn water. She was a rare beauty. But the little girl looked anxious and seemed to be about to cry, and she was at a loss for the Netherworld River, which was bubbling. The snowflakes were like elves in the dark, floating down one after another, falling into the Netherworld River without any trace. The little girl did not have the leisure to recite the poem "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, and she would not see it in the river". She was anxiously thinking about how to escape from this Netherworld Island.

With her cultivation level in the late stage of Qi Refining, she had no ability to fly at all. The flying mount had been twisted by the white-bearded and white-eyed father. She cried sadly for three days and three nights, and finally dug a pit to bury the flying mount. The little beauty with such a kind heart was naturally Wu Yiyi's girl. Wu Yiyi secretly followed her father Wu Shanzi that day and found the cave where the half-finished Yin Corpse King was stored. She was taken aback by a white-bearded and white-eyed father who was called the Lord of the Underworld and insisted on accepting her as her disciple. Although this white-bearded and white-eyed father looked very amiable, Wu Yiyi always felt that his body was full of yin energy, and he cruelly twisted the neck of the Yusi (her flying mount). Wu Yiyi naturally refused to worship him as her disciple.

Wu Yiyi secretly ran away several times after looking for an opportunity, but was caught back. Her father-in-law seemed to have a good temper and she ran away unexpectedly. Every time she caught her, she didn't make things difficult for her. Wu Yiyi's courage gradually became stronger, and she found an opportunity to sneak out again.

Wu Yiyi felt very lucky this time. She escaped to the edge of the Netherworld River and was not discovered by those ghost-like Yin Corpse disciples. However, facing the hot Netherworld River, Wu Yiyi was in trouble. She could not control objects and had no flying mounts. Just as the white-bearded and white-eyed old man said: "Little girl, I can't escape if I let you go!"

Wu Yiyi clenched her fist and walked back and forth anxiously for a while, and suddenly had an idea. She bent down and pushed away the snow on the ground, revealing the thick ice layer. Wu Yiyi stretched out a slender jade palm and used her spiritual power to slash it down. However, the ice layer on the Nether Island had been built for many tens of thousands of years, and it had long been as hard as iron. Wu Yiyi's cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining was really not enough. She cut out a few thin ice pieces after her little hand was red and swollen. However, the little girl was stubborn and continued to chop without a humming sound, and finally let her cut out seven or eight ice bricks.

Wu Yiyi held seven or eight ice bricks and measured the width of the Netherworld River. Without hesitation, a piece of ice brick flew out to the river surface. A pair of slender calves jumped hard and drew a floating arc, which fell on the ice brick. Her toes lightly tapped on the ice brick like a dragonfly squirting water. Her spiritual power was secretly spitting out, and another ice brick was also punched out at the same time. In this way, the little girl was beautifully crossing the Netherworld River, which was seven or eight feet wide by the little girl.

Wu Yiyi, who landed safely on the other side, was so excited that she spun her single foot in the spot, like a pink butterfly flying in the snow, pleasing to the eye. At this moment, a very old voice suddenly rang out: "Stupid girl, she has some skills, it's not bad!"

Wu Yiyi immediately felt like she was hit by a fixed spell. Her pink and cute little face collapsed vividly. She looked at the old man with white beard and white eyebrows sitting cross-legged like a ghost in frustration. The old man was shaking in the wind and snow, really like a ghost, but she looked amiable and harmless. Who knew that this amiable old guy was actually a cruel and ruthless master of the underworld, Yin Jiuming, who killed people like numb. In order to refine the Yin corpse, there were no million people who died at his hands.

"Senior, let Yiyi go. Yiyi won't worship you as her master. Yiyi already has a master!" Wu Yiyi said timidly. Yin Jiuming smiled kindly: "Your master is better than me?"

Although Wu Yiyi blindly admired Han Yun, she had not yet reached the point of losing her judgment. The old man in front of her seemed as unpredictable as the deep sky, obviously much more powerful than the master's brother. So she shook her head honestly and said, "It's not as powerful as the senior!"

Yin Jiuming smiled with satisfaction and continued to ask, "Is that your master's backer very much?"

Wu Yiyi shook her head again. She had never heard of her master's backer. When she found him, he was still like a savage, with a beard all over her face. Even the leader of the Tai Sui Gang became the leader later. Yin Jiuming frowned and said, "Your master's cultivation is not as high as me, and he does not have huge power. Why don't you take me as your master?"

Wu Yiyi shook her head violently and said, "Although my master's cultivation is not as high as yours and his power is not as powerful as Yin Zi Sect, my master's brother is very kind to Yiyi and is also very kind to Yiyi. Only then will Yiyi not worship other people as his master, unless the master's brother agrees!"

"Brother Master?" Yin Jiuming frowned his thick white eyebrows. This little girl was really stubborn. In the world of cultivation where fists were big, which was the hard truth, which cultivator didn't want to worship a stronger person as his master and find a stronger person as his backer? Besides, there could be multiple masters. Yin Jiuming himself was very fragile, but he liked Wu Yiyi's extremely kind personality. He saw Wu Yiyi crying for a garbage second-level flying mount for three days, and his eyes were like a walnut. He actually fell in love with her from the bottom of his heart and wanted to accept her as his disciple. In addition, Wu Yiyi's qualifications are indeed good, and she was even cut off her veins and marrow-cleaned. The most important thing is that she has the foundation to practice Yin Zimen's martial arts.

Wu Yiyi nodded and said, "Master Brother asked me to call him Master Brother, Senior, please let Yiyi go. Master Brother and parents must be anxious and are looking for me everywhere!"

Yin Jiuming's amiable face sank slightly. It would be a bit difficult for this little girl to be willing to take her as her teacher. I might as well arrest her parents and the bullshit brother. If the boy agrees to Yiyi's little girl as a disciple, he will let him go, otherwise he will break his neck. So Yin Jiuming said lightly: "What's your master's name?"

The kind Wu Yiyi didn't know Yin Jiuming's vicious thoughts. She also said that he agreed to leave by himself and said honestly: "Master's name is Han Yun!"

"Han Yun?" Yin Jiuming felt that the name sounded a little familiar, and suddenly his expression changed slightly. He remembered the news reported by his disciples not long ago, and then he smiled strangely and gloomyly: "It turned out to be him!"

Wu Yiyi felt a little scared inexplicably and said, "Old senior, you know your master brother!"

Yin Jiuming smiled kindly and said indifferently: "I know, this kid has been so popular recently. After a while, I'm afraid no one in the three realms won't know him!"

Wu Yiyi's watery eyes flashed and she said to herself: "Is Brother Master so famous? Why don't I know?"

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