Ye Chongluo was indeed ready, and asked Wu Luo to go over and tell him to go back and prepare for his life, and set off early tomorrow morning.

Wu Luo didn't have anything to prepare, he carried all his belongings with him - that is, from the previous house, to the current spiritual vein residence, also patted his ass and left, and then put his ass on the chair of the new residence, and the move was completed.

Ye Chongluo didn't just tell Wu Luo alone, in fact, he summoned all the people who participated in the action. When the meeting ended, Wu Luo shouted to Hu Meng.

"Brother Tiger, is there any wine you drank last time?"

The tiger was also generous, and with a flip of his palm, the Hanquan Ningcui wine jug that was only the size of a fist appeared in his palm, and he casually threw it to Wu Luo: "There are about three jars in it, don't drink them all, let's come back this time, I am still going to use this wine to celebrate." ”

Wu Luo caught the flask and clenched his fists: "Thank you." ”

The tiger waved his hand violently and left first. It is very important to trap the ghosts of the ten directions, and this is the only chance, Hu Meng is not like Wu Luo, he really has to prepare well.

Wu Luo carried the wine jug, went to the cafeteria first, cut thirty catties of sauce tiger meat with the master, and then returned to the spiritual vein residence, and cultivated the "Nine Dragons Swallowing Said"**, and there was already a starlight outside.

He picked up the meat and walked towards the gate of Ruolu Prison.

The two huge main gates of Ruolu Prison looked even heavier in the night. The two stone carvings stared angrily and looked into the distance, as if they were shocking the charm of the entire Yanshan.

Wu Luo quietly walked out of the gate, and he didn't pay attention to anything, sat on the ground, opened the paper bag of thirty catties of sauce tiger meat, drew a flying sword that he didn't know where to get, and cut the sword into two pieces, and put them in front of the two foxes respectively.

Then he found out three large sea bowls, which were similar to the big sea bowls used when Hu Meng asked him to drink wine last time. The cold spring condensed wine jug filled three bowls: "Uncle, I invite you to drink." ”

Wu Luo divided two bowls for the two stone carvings, picked up one bowl himself, touched the other two bowls lightly, and drank it without saying a word.

Putting down the sea bowl, Wu Luo wiped the residual wine from his mouth, looking a little lonely.

"Uncles, you have lived for many years, haven't you? How many years, thousands of years, 10,000 years, 100,000 years?

Wu Luo didn't look up, just lowered his head as if talking to himself, poured a bowl by himself, and poured a mouthful fiercely: "Why are you still nostalgic for this world? Above the Almighty, what is the realm? Uncle, can you tell me? Above the Almighty, what else is there!"

"Do the legendary immortals really exist?"

"Is there really an immortal world above the human world?"

Wu Luo asked in one breath, these questions had bothered him in his previous life. Standing at the pinnacle of this world, the Emperor of the Southern Wilderness can't see what is in front of him, which cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.

In this life, not long ago, he saw a mirage and a snake, these are no less than the existence of the fox, these existences in this world, almost boring to the point that they don't bother to move, and everyone fights casually for fun.

And these two divine beasts are silently guarding in Ruolu Prison, looking down at all beings, watching a farce in Ruolu Prison - what is the struggle for power and profit, what is the devil of the world, what supreme wisdom, what is the treasure of the ancestors, I am afraid that all this is so ridiculous in the eyes of such a pair of ancient divine beasts that have passed through endless years.

"Uncle, tell me, will I be like you in the future, standing quietly in an inconspicuous corner, watching the vicissitudes of this world?"

"In that case, what is the point of cultivation? I still have a goal, and I need supreme cultivation to take revenge. But if everything is over, will I still be like in my previous life, looking for an extremely powerful enemy to fight and feel my existence?"

"What if I go further? What if I'm so strong that there is nothing worthy of me in this world, like you, uncle?"

"You ...... Are you trapped in this world, or did those so-called immortals abandon you here?"

The question in Wu Luo's heart poured out in one go. Between the continuous questioning, Wu Luo had already drunk more than a dozen bowls. He didn't have the luck to force out the strength of the wine, and his brain was groggy and his eyes were blurred.

Hu Meng told him not to drink it all, where did he remember it at this time? It didn't take long for the cold spring condensation jug to be empty.

Wu Luo staggered to his feet and waved his hand to the two-headed stone carving: "Come on, I feel much more comfortable talking to you, I'll go back, you drink slowly." ”

Wu Luo staggered back, if the wind swept in front of the gate of Lu Prison, even the most powerful fierce beast would not dare to make a mistake here, and it would be deserted.

After a long time, a voice suddenly said angrily in the darkness: "Stinky boy, he said that he invited us to drink, so he gave us two bowls, and let him drink the rest by himself! ”

Wu Luo didn't know that the words he had counted down at that time had been returned to him now.

The two stone carvings were motionless, but the wine in the bowl of the sea quickly decreased, and soon bottomed out. This was followed by two belchs, with some unfinished meaning.

Then a gust of wind rolled up a piece of sauce tiger meat and disappeared into thin air.

"No, that kid is eccentric, my half is less than yours!"

"What nonsense, it's clearly the same amount. ”

"Nonsense, it's my less!"

"Then let's swap the two of us?"

"Shit, how do you change it after you've eaten it?"

"I can swallow that half of yours and replace the half I just swallowed......"

"Boom!" there was a heavy thud at the Hessesen door, and then everything fell silent. A gust of wind swept up the remaining half of the sauce tiger meat and disappeared into thin air again.

......

Early the next morning, Ye Chongluo took Ye Nian'an, Gu Muqing, Hu Meng, Bai Shengzai, Tuoba and Wu Luo and his party, without alarming the other jailers, and quietly left Ruolu Prison.

He was accompanied by the mighty Mo Qianyan.

Mu Yimiao was seriously injured and stayed in Ruolu Prison to recuperate. Anyway, Mo Qianyan didn't want to see him.

Qiao Hu's strength is insufficient, this is a trap, not a search, and there is no need for so many people, so Qiao Hu and Ye Chongluo's entourage did not accompany them.

Before entering the forbidden land of Yanshan, there were two powerful people, Mo Qianyan and Ye Chongluo, who accompanied them, and as long as those fierce beasts smelled the smell along the way, they all avoided it from afar, and none of the stupid beasts would come up and send them to death.

It didn't take long for everyone to enter the forbidden land of Yanshan.

When he arrived here, Mo Qianyan didn't dare to hold it up, raised the Yuan Soul realm to the highest, and carefully guarded Ye Chongluo's side.

Ye Chongluo's role was reflected, he studied the number of Great Yan Gods, calculated that there was no other in the world, and predicted the danger in advance several times along the way, and took everyone around.

However, Wu Luo saw that Ye Chongluo would never use his supernatural powers easily as a last resort, and every time he used it, he was extremely painful, and when no one saw it, he often trembled with sadness, and his snow-white beard and eyebrows were covered with fine beads of sweat!

The way of heaven is backlash, is it child's play. Wu Luo sighed softly.