Leng Wuhen and the seven people behind him are standing on the edge of a cliff, hundreds of meters away from the opposite cliff. The surrounding sky is dark, and layers of fog block people's sight.

The mountain forest was so dark that it was surrounded by black fog. So that people who come here unintentionally will lose their sense of direction, feel depressed and easily hallucinate.

If you stay here for a long time, you will be devoured by fog, and people will struggle to die in pain, while the soul will be fixed and roam in the jungle.

At the moment, Leng Wuhen is standing on the top of the highest cliff in the mountain forest. Leng Wuhen slowly says: "finally back!"

Then he flew to the cliff, and at the same time, the seven people who accompanied the magic group also jumped down. Then he stopped at the hillside of the opposite cliff without any trace, and the single handprint went to the cliff's stone wall again, buzzing around for a moment.

There was a crack in the wall, which could only hold one person's body. It was dark and bright inside, and no trace jumped with the trend. It was only when the night dust finally entered that the cliff closed slowly.

"You take a break first, and I'll take over by myself." As he said, he walked into a black swirling stream. There was another cave in the swirling stream. The transmitted light was in sharp contrast with that before he walked in. The light was dazzling.

In front of him, a man came to Leng Wuhen. His whole body was wrapped in black bandage. He only showed his eyes. In a low voice, he asked lengen, "did you get the blood spirit stone?"

Leng Wuhen nodded and then said, "how is mo your king?"

"He is now in the palace of the king. Give me the blood stone and you can go in!"

Leng Wuhen took out a blood red stone from behind him. There was no difference between the stone and the ordinary stone, but the color was slightly different, but his role was very powerful.

Mo takes the blood Po stone in his hand, and Leng Wuhen walks slowly towards the king's palace. The king's hall is made of blood brown jade. The entrance to the king's hall is a big mouth with a skeleton. The red light reflected from it is very terrible.

Leng Wuhen had come to the two jade pillars in the palace of the king at this time. Looking at the person wrapped in black fog in front of him, he couldn't tell the person's appearance and age, and his voice would change every time, which gave people a very mysterious feeling.

"I'm glad you came back alive!" The voice sounds like a woman, the words reveal is happy, but the voice is very cold, but cold traceless has been used to.

Cold no trace light got back a sentence: "yes! I'm surprised, too, but it seems that after one death, my luck has improved a lot. "

"That's really a surprise." the words were harsh, but the voice was a bit gloomy, like an old man

"I've got the xuepo stone back from Lingtian, and you should do what I want to promise me!"

Jun said with a smile, "of course, I'm not the one who doesn't keep my promise." It's like a child now.

At the same time, a black bead flew out of the fog, and then said, "this is the evil spirit, that is, your future soul. I promised you that I would specially look for a spirit that I think is very suitable for you!"

You don't know the existence of "spirit", and only Leng Wuhen himself knows that he has another himself.

you went on to say, "but this evil spirit is hard to cultivate, and you may also be swallowed up. I think you should think about it clearly. After all, there is a lot of luck. The evil spirit in it has been for hundreds of years at least, and it may be longer."

"I don't know what kind of evil he belongs to, so you need to control it by yourself. I can't help you if there's a problem. You have to be powerful again. I don't think he can help you."

"But it depends on your life. You also know the value of evil spirit. Every soul of evil spirit is a strong one who dominates one side. I don't want to talk about anything else."

"You take two days off to prepare for your next mission. Go to the Cang Dynasty and get close to a girl named Lin Wan'er, who is the apple of the eye of the Lin family.

"Her father's name is Lin batian. He is one of the top five masters of the great Cang Dynasty. You'd better be careful. Her father is the founder of the country. Her grandfather's temper is a little strange. It's hard to understand. Her mother is a princess of the Shenglian dynasty!"

"That's all the news Yan got for the time being, and your task is to get close to the girl Lin Wan'er, enter the Lin family, and have a chance to enter their ancestral pavilion to get the blood of their ancestors!"

"We are not very clear about the specific appearance of the ancestral blood. It's up to you, and remember not to expose your identity easily. The most important thing is that if you want to enter the ancestral Pavilion of the Lin family smoothly, the only way is to get close to Lin Wan'er and gain the trust of Lin batian."

Leng Wuhen was a little absorbed and then said, "how many people will the mission charm group go to this time?"

After hearing this, Jun replied with a sneer: "you are the only one!"

Cold no trace listen to facial expression some dignified way: "I have what identity to approach that wench?"

"It's up to you.""What's the deadline?"

"Half a year, the Empire of heaven is a little far away from this, so the time has been extended for you. However, after half a year of this mission, I will allow you to go to the Lingtian Empire to investigate everything about your mother. I don't think you will refuse this condition. "

cold traceless sneer:" it seems that you are sure to eat me! "

Jun laughed and said, "if you don't want to, I can give it to someone else. "

without hesitation, Leng Wuhen said," I promise you. "

Jun was a little satisfied, and said hoarsely: "good, you can go back. You can refine the evil spirit these two days. By the way, I remind you again, I want you to know the consequences of the failure of the task!"

At the moment, cold traceless one hand in the air, holding up the black beads, slowly said: "from now on, I will be your host, please take more care, I will refine you as soon as possible, and communicate with you, I hope you can be obedient."

Then look at the black beads, then cold hands without marks kept rotating, instant printed into the hands without marks, slowly swimming up along the arm.

At this time, the cold traceless body is sometimes as hot as fire, sometimes as cold as ice. The whole body is in pain, shivering, sweating and bleeding.

Jun looked at all this quietly, and then said coldly, "let's spend the night like this. If he doesn't die, it means he has accepted you. If he dies, I will help you to refine your soul. Good luck..."

Leng Wuhen looks up to the sky and falls down on the ground again. He lies on the palace of the king with a ferocious smile on his face. Jun shook his head and left the palace.

"Do you really give him the evil spirit of the second generation king? "A hoarse voice came to your ear.

Jun laughed, and then said: "you know, I never need to think about selecting people. Maybe that boy doesn't know the true value of the evil spirit. The spirit of the second generation of Jun is not comparable to that of the ordinary super strong."

Leng Wuhen was in great pain at the moment. Ling said anxiously: "it's OK and me. If you can't resist, change me, and then change you. I think there's no problem."

Then look at the traceless hair in the palace of the king. Sometimes it turns purple and sometimes it turns charming blue, overlapping each other.