Bai Jinyi took the letter paper in Ye Yuxi's hand, and there was only a short sentence on it.

Qing'er Yeman and the others are at the headquarters of the Palace of the King of Hell - Shi Qing.

Creak, creak!

Ye Yuxi gritted her teeth tightly!

"This matter can't be rushed." Bai Jinyi said softly.

Ye Yuxi's mood was still difficult to calm down.

"Your cultivation is no match for the people in the Palace of the King of Hell." Bai Jinyi looked at Ye Yuxi's eyes and told the truth.

"How deep is the water in the Palace of Hades?" Ye Yuxi suppressed her anger.

Know the enemy and know yourself, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

Right now, Ye Yuxi doesn't know anything about the Palace of the King of Hell.

"The leaders of the Palace of Kings of Hell are in the realm of the Yellow Spirit. If you want to snatch someone from them, you must at least have the cultivation of the Realm of the Yellow Spirit." Bai Jinyi said.

Huang Ling, it's Huang Ling again!

The anger in Ye Yuxi's eyes gradually subsided, she got up and got out of bed.

"What are you doing?" Long Xiaopang stared at Ye Yuxi with his small eyes.

"Practice." Ye Yuxi said softly.

What I can do now is to practice and make myself stronger so that I can protect the people around me!

At the same age, Jiu Chenyin and Bai Jinyi can reach the realm, but I, Ye Yuxi, why can't I!

"Drink that." Long Xiaopang pointed to the tea bowl on the table, which contained the spirit liquid for nourishing blood.

After drinking it all in one gulp, Ye Yuxi walked out of the show building.

Fatty and Heifeng Tianzong were discussing something in the yard, when they saw Ye Yuxi coming out, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Boss!"

"master."

"En." Ye Yuxi nodded, and looked at Fatty: "Qing'er and the others are whereabouts."

"Oh, what?!" Fatty's small eyes widened, "Where are Qing'er and the others?"

"Hall of the King of Hell." Ye Yuxi handed the letter in his hand to the fat man.

Hei Feng Tianzong's face gradually darkened in the palace of the king of hell.

click.

The fat man almost tore up the letter paper: "His grandma's, don't care what Hell's palace is, Fatty, I'll tear him down!"

"The opponent is very strong." Ye Yuxi said.

"So what's wrong with being strong! No matter how strong you are, you can only come out of cultivation. I don't believe that we have Master Long, so we can't improve our cultivation!" Fatty's heart was full of anger...and, he missed Qing'er.

"Fatty, I like that." Long Xiaopang chuckled: "Based on your words, I dare not say too much, Lord Long, I will guarantee you to advance to the ninth rank of spirit master."

The ninth level of the spirit...

Hei Fengtian's pupils dilated subconsciously, and the unattainable realm in the eyes of outsiders was so easy in Master Long's mouth.

Boom boom boom.

Footsteps sounded.

"Miss."

"Sister Yuxi."

Ye Wen, Mu Xueqing, and Dongfang Bingya walked over.

Ye Yuxi looked up and saw the expression on Dongfang Bingya's face: "Going?"

"Well, once Mingyuelian dies, the situation of Binglan Kingdom will soon change. Master has sent a letter asking me to go back." Dongfang Bingya said.

Ye Yuxi and the others saw Dongfang Bingya off. Before leaving, Ye Yuxi gave Bingya a batch of pills for her to practice hard.

In the future, when they march into the Central Plains, among the Scarlet Bewitching Girls, Bing Ya and the others will be indispensable.

In the living room.

"Miss, Sister Man and the others really have news?" Ye Wen looked at Ye Yuxi in shock.

"Well, the opponent is very strong, and our strength is not enough." Ye Yuxi said, "The next step, you have to quickly improve your strength, at least, get to the eighth rank or higher."

Ye Wen and Fatty showed determination in their eyes.

After simply eating breakfast, Ye Yuxi was meditating in her room, warming up her injuries.

Bang, bang, knock on the door.

"Sister Yu Xi, I'm back." Nangong Yingxue said outside the door.

"Enter."