Chapter 622 People from the Underworld

On the fourth seven days, the short boat trip in life has become one of the largest ships in the North Sea. The exchanges of immortals, gods, demons and demons are frequent and the business is booming.

In just one month, An Bochen and Sima Jin monopolized the shipping business in front of Beiyou Mountain, and there was the convenience of strange beasts spreading letters everywhere. More and more immortals and demons living near the North Sea know the name of life's bitter short boat trip, and even the seclusion immortals occasionally talk about life's bitter short boat trip.

On this day, the sun is sinking to the west, sprinkling the afterglow into the sea.

An Bochen drove a boat and fished in front of Xiaoxie. Sima Jin looked at the newly acquired treasure in the evening glow. At this moment, something floated from the distance of the sea.

To be precise, it is an island floating on the sea.

"The Underworld can't wait at last."

Simajin raised her head and said to An Bochen in the distance.

As soon as her voice fell, there was an extra figure next to her. An Bochen dusted his clothes wet by the waves, stood beside Simajin, and looked up at the island floating from a distance.

It is inevitable for the Nether religion to come to the door.

The emergence of a short boat trip in life, monopolizing the maritime business of the Beiyoushan generation, and there are signs of sweeping the whole Beihai, which is equivalent to robbing business with Nether Religion. The important geographical location of the port is occupied by two people of unknown origin. How can the Underworld Religion give up?

"I don't know if our original reputation in the Yin and Yang Mountain has come out." Simajin said.

"Do you want them to know, or don't you know?" An Bochen asked with a smile.

"Whether you know or not." Simajin thought for a moment and replied, "Why don't we play a pair of murderers this time? This Nether religion is not a good person. If we are too kind, it will not be beautiful.

An Bochen thought for a moment and smiled: "Well, the murderer is the murderer. False evil, truth and good is also a practice. When we enter the Netherworld, we must first find the immortals in the teaching, learn the experience of breaking through the immortals, and search for materials to refine flying in the sky, just in case. By the way, how many materials do we need? D

"The rest are almost collected. There should be. I can find them in my collection over the years, and I probably know where to hide the rest." Simajin paused and smiled with a succeeding smile: "It's only ten thousand years away. In the ancient book records, this is an indispensable material.

Ten thousand years of dragon eyes... An Bochen was stunned on the spot.

There are no more than 2,000 years old in the future world, and even if there are thousands of years old in this ancient world, there may not be people who have lived 10,000 years, otherwise it must be recorded in history books. What's more, it's the eyes of a ten thousand-year-old dragon.

"So, we don't want to create a flying car through time and space at all? So what are you preparing these days?" An Bochen said as if he had been defeated.

"Idleness is also idleness. You said you would make a flying car for me, and I will naturally cooperate with you. Whether it can be made or not is another matter. Anyway, one day you will break through the immortality, even supreme. Simajin blinked her eyes and said.

While the two were talking, the floating island was approaching.

An Bochen and Simajin looked at each other, smiled slightly, then turned around and turned into a man and woman in black. Although their appearance has not changed much, there is a faint black atmosphere in their eyebrows. One's eyes are evil, and the other is slightly enchanting. In short, people feel that they don't look like a good generation.

"Who is coming?"

The huge floating island approached the boat dock. An Bochen's face was sad and he shouted coldly, "Who is coming?"

At this time, there were still seamen stranded ten miles from the dock. An Bochen's sound was like a thunder on the flat ground, which surprised the seamen and couldn't help but secretly praise the boss's unfathomable skills.

"I am the left envoy of the Fifth Island of the Underworld. I am specially ordered to invite the virtuous and virtuous to gather in the general altar of my teaching." A crisp and pleasant voice sounded from the floating island, and the speaker seemed to be a girl.

"Well, since everyone is here, why are you still hiding on the island and don't show your true face!" An Bochen said angrily.

The floating island was quiet for a moment.

Then, three snow-white cranes flew out of the island and fell to the waterfront where Simajin and An Bochen were located.

When they saw someone coming, An Bochen and Simajin were dumbfounded.

What is completely different from their imagination is that the person from the Underworld is not only an evil and murderer, but also a fairy, not to mention the kind-looking fairy girl riding a crane flying in front of her. The two girls in Taoist robes and pink carved jade in the back are very popular.

Before reaching the water house, the leading fairy took out a jade bottle from her arms. The mouth of the bottle turned up, and the jade dew spilled down. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a heavy gauze to seal the water house. An Bochen and Simajin just looked at the people of the Netherworld religion curiously. They did not mean to do so. They just put a blindfold array on the law to block the eyes of outsiders looking in.

No wonder there is only the general situation of the Netherworld religion in the memory of the leader, and there has been no image of the authentic Nether religion. The whereabouts of the Nether religion is so secret that it is normal to manipulate the rest of the forces to fight for it. It is difficult to detect its reality, but... Looking at himself and Simajin in a black robe, An Bochen couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The three women fell to the water. They were stunned when they saw the evil An Bochen and Simajin. Obviously, the dress image of the owner of the boat was very inconsistent with the information they got, so that they didn't know what to do.

For a while, the atmosphere in the waterside was a little awkward.

An Bochen sighed his bad luck. Just as he was about to take off his disguise, he heard Simajin smile coldly: "The three are all masters of the Underworld. I don't know what's wrong with coming to cover the boat, and how to put out a formation? We rely on the sea to eat. Our small business is not as good as the 100,000 followers of your Nether Religion, and we can't stand the toss.

"You two misunderstood." The voice of the immortals of the Nether Sect is crisp and pleasant, and there is a little irresistible weakness: "The two of you are living on their own in the North Sea. He Jiu and I admire the Nether Sect very much. The master also appreciates the skills of the two business. He invites you to be a guest and discuss the cooperation between them by the way."

Even if An Bochen doesn't go to see Simajin, he can feel her surprise and suspicion. An Bochen also suspects that as one of the three giants of the four continents, the Nether Religion of Beizhou, which is a well-deserved king, has lowered his posture to such a level, which is really difficult to understand.

"Business?" Simajin seemed to be moved. She sat down slowly, and the ripples in her beautiful eyes flowed out with a laziness. Even the Nethereal Fairy on the opposite side was amazed by that moment and unconsciously lowered her head.

"If it is really a mutually beneficial cooperation between the two sides, I am very interested." After thinking for a long time, Sima Jin raised her head, got up, and slowly walked to the Nether Religion Fairy, who claimed to be He Jiu, and stared at her with a smile with ambiguous eyes.

He Jiu was shocked. She subconsciously stepped back, as if she was not facing Simajin, who was also a woman, but a frivolous son.

An Bochen almost stroked his forehead, but for no reason. He thought of Princess Lizhu. Fortunately, Sima Jin looked back at An Bochen and smiled at He Jiuliu when he was ownerless, which made An Bochen a little relieved.

"Of course, it is a mutually beneficial cooperation, please rest assured." He Jiu brushed his scattered forehead, looked at Simajin with fear, and said slowly.

"The boss's wife?" Sima Qin stared at He Jiu with a smile and forced her forward unrelentingly. The charming and fierce amorous feelings were intertwined, which was definitely a powerful force that made any self-beautiful and beautiful woman bow down.

"So, did you know our identity?"

He Jiu clenched her teeth and secretly regretted that she had decided to come to recruit a short boat trip because she was idle and bored. How could she think of the gentle and virtuous life of the owner of the bitter short shop in the intelligence news that she suddenly became so hot and enchanting, which was nothing to do with those witches in Dongzhou who were afraid of avoiding. It's the same.

"Yes. You appeared in the Yin and Yang Mountain world six months ago and opened a bitter and short wine shop. All guests are drunk, without exception. He Jiuxin said that there was nothing to hide, so he said.

"Your master, have you spent a lot of time exploring us?" Simajin sneered and said repeatedly.

"No, since you want to talk about business, you naturally need to know more." He Jiuya denied it.

An Bochen nodded secretly. Simajin's words didn't seem to be a big deal. In fact, a lot of useful information and news have been found out from He Jiu's mouth. About the underworld religion, it seems that there are some unspeakable secrets hidden in the depths of this sea.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that my nameless people would be so valued by your master. OK, OK, it's up to you. But ugly words should be said in the front. An Bochen had no choice but to make a look of evil people, unbridled and cooperated with Simajin and said, "If you enter your underworld religion and find that you are hiding evil intentions and plotting, hey hey, don't blame us for turning against others!"

He Jiu was stunned when he heard the words. As soon as he wanted to get angry, he was looked up and down by Simajin's charming eyes. He was stunned, pouted and didn't say anything.

Simajin turned his head and gave An Bochen a wink, and An Bochen was also clear.

Until now, the two finally confirmed what happened to the Underworld. Otherwise, how could the head of an island be suppressed by two passing immortals? Even true immortals, under ordinary circumstances, they can't be presumptuous in front of the senior believers of the Nether Religion, because Nether Religion is said to have several mysterious immortals.

"So, you two, let's go now."

He Jiushi didn't want to stay here. She avoided Simajin's eyes and looked at An Bochen for help and asked.

"Okay, I'm going to put your teacher."

An Bochen said, and his eyes fell on Simajin, who was entering the play. The bad taste came out. He stepped forward as if nothing had happened and slapped Simajin's fragrant buttocks.

Simajin was stunned, and then her beautiful eyes were furious. She stared at An Bochen fiercely, which was quite a witch.

This sobriety fell into He Jiu's eyes, which inevitably made her sad.

Thinking of what the master said to her before leaving, He Jiu had to endure the disgust in his heart, got up and led An Bochen and Simajin to fly to the depths of the North Sea.