The Emperor Descending the Heavens

Luo Chen's thoughts are dangerous.

It seems immoral to kill people's clothing, but who is not jealous of a good baby?

Otherwise, since ancient times, there have not been so many grave robbers.

The robbing of people's clothing is similar to robbing the grave.

Soon, he noticed the death of the dead body, and immediately forgot about the good things.

"Uh ... how does this person look exactly like that one?"

He looked up at Qin Yu beside him and asked in amazement.

Looking at the dead man's expression before his death, it seems to be very painful. Is this accidental or is there an unknown reason?

Looking at the puzzlement in Luo Chen's eyes, Qin Yu smiled slightly at him.

Without answering, he objected and asked: "Do you still remember the scene where the disciple named Chen Feng was killed and banned in front of Qicai Xianfu?"

Luo Chen heard his words, and a flash of confusion flashed in his eyes. He didn't know what he meant.

Then he hesitantly replied to him: "Uh, remember, but what you mean is ..."

With that said, he was secretly whispering in his heart, without knowing that the ban was instantly turned into blood mist!

There seems to be no contact with the tragic situation in front of me!

Perhaps seeing his thoughts, Qin Yu reminded him again with a smile: "I'm not asking you about Chen Feng's death, but what happened after he died!"

Qin Yu reminded him.

When Luo Chen heard this, his subconscious frown remembered.

Soon, his eyes brightened.

Looking at Qin Yu's eyes, a flash of surprise flashed.

"Chen Feng is dead. You saved his spirit beast, Red Fire Demon Dragon. Maybe you mean ..."

Guan Qi had thought of it, Qin Yu showed a touch of appreciation to him.

"Yes, it ’s the master-slave contract. If I'm not wrong, Wushuangxian is a powerful immortal emperor. He enslaved many cultivators as his puppet, but after his death, he was enslaved by his slaves. The constraints of the master-servant contract all died in a short period of time, leaving an empty city in the end! "

Qin Yu slowly explained to him.

It turned out that the curse guessed by disciples of Danmen was not the case. The real cause of the city of death was not the curse, but the master-servant contract.

As a result, the death of every dry corpse is almost identical.

Because they all died because of pain, they will have the same death.

"It turned out to be this way, this Master of Wushuangxian actually let so many people bury him, really ..."

Luo Chen suddenly realized in his heart, but could not help but took a breath.

"Yes, what good thing did you say just now?"

After a while, Luo Chen reacted, and hurriedly asked Qin Yu again.

Qin Yu heard the words and raised his hand to point to the ordinary ring covered by mud at the fingertips of the dead body.

Luo Chen glanced at it for a moment, then slowly squatted down to remove the dirt from the ring, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Uh ... this won't be ..."

"This is the space storage ring of the ancient cultivator of immortals. For the present era, it is absolutely a treasure of absolute peerlessness!" Qin Yu replied slowly to him.

"Storage ring in ancient space?" Luo Chen heard his words, his eyes flashed.

It is indeed a good thing, this thing is more than a hundred times better than the storage ring hanging around his waist.

"Oh my boy, that's right! Give me something good!"

Qin Yu listened to his words and laughed again.

"Because of the sudden change, all the treasures of the cultivator's life are left in their own space storage ring, so you understand!" Qin Yu smiled and reminded him again.