"Enough! Let him go, I promise to cooperate with you."

Xi Jiuye roared angrily.

He was not a good husband, but he always tried to be a good father.

He had already lost a son, and he had no choice but to sit and watch the other son, who also died in front of his eyes.

He could never forget the look at him before the little monster died.

"Knowing the current affairs is Junjie. In comparison, you are indeed more suitable to be a God of Resentment than your son."

Old Fangxian Murong said happily.

Xi Xingluo is not a suitable candidate for resentment, this kid is too weak.

For resentful gods, the stronger their own strength, the stronger their strength will become after becoming resentful gods.

"However, I will not become a God of Resentment."

But when Murong old Fangxian was happy, Xi Jiuye's next sentence made Murong old Fangxian startled.

"Xi Jiuye, you are playing with me!"

Old Fangxian Murong was furious.

"I don't have any resentment in my heart. You should know better than me how to become a resentful god."

Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.

"How can you not complain, don't you hate those who took everything from you, Di Xin, Ye Lingyue, and your enemies who killed your father and killed your mother?"

Murong old Fangxian looked in disbelief.

He has the heart to win over Xi Jiuye, so he has already investigated everything about Xi Jiuye.

This is why Bing Xin would say that Xi Jiuye would be the right person.

"I don't hate them. I do things in Xi Jiuye, and I don't blame anyone. Every step I take is what I deserve."

Xi Jiuye said coldly.

He used to hate.

Hate Emperor Xin, hate Ye Beiming and his wife, and hate the Underworld God.

In those years, he also relied on these so-called hatreds to become stronger.

But all these so-called hatreds became fleeting at the moment Ye Lingyue died.

Only then did Xi Jiuye know that all the hatred, in the face of Ye Lingyue's death, could not be fought like this.

Instead, there is endless regret.

If everything can be repeated, he is willing to let go of everything and join hands with Ye Ling to the end of the world.

However, nothing can go back.

"You! I'm mad at me. Since you have no resentment, you are useless to us. Your son, don't even think about living!"

Murong Lao Fangxian said with venom.

"Let him go, I'll give you something, I believe, it, you must be interested."

After Xi Jiuye finished speaking, he took out something.

"That is?"

Murong old Fangxian said in surprise.

"Map of Kunlun's hidden treasure. I think you should be very interested in the things behind Queen Kunlun."

In Xi Jiuye's hands, it was the Kunlun Treasure Map that he painstakingly collected.

Old Murong Fangxian's eyes lit up.

The Queen Kunlun's back is quite tempting to anyone, even the gods of resentment.

"I use it in exchange for Xingluo's life."

Xi Jiuye naturally also knew the usefulness of the Kunlun Treasure Map.

Unfortunately, after Wujitian experienced the collapse of the Tianhe River, the terrain changed greatly, and the location of Kunlun's hidden treasure became more elusive.

"As you wish, your son, you can take it with you. However, he made the Red Moon Oath. Once the Red Moon Queen wakes up, he will still be under the control of the Queen. What you rescued is just a puppet. That's all. Even so, you still want to save him back?"

Old Murong Fang Xian glanced at Xi Jiuye.

He raised his hand.

The tree vine quickly entered Xi Xingluo's body.

Those resentment lights and shadows also disappeared without a trace.

Xi Jiuye is a smart person, but unfortunately, he cannot be used by the Queen of the Red Moon.

"If that day comes, I'd rather kill him with my own hands."

Xi Jiuye said in a deep voice.

"If the person in front of you is replaced by Ye Lingyue, will your answer be the same?"

Murong old Fangxian smiled.

"That day will never come."

Xi Jiuye was decisive.

Ye Lingyue never pinned her hopes on others.

Besides,

Ye Lingyue has Daojun Bingxin, Mingri couple, and those who protect her, she will not fight alone.

Thinking of this, Xi Jiuye smiled bitterly. In comparison, he was really lonely.

"Also, the Holy Lady of Taiyin is also in your hands?"

Xi Jiuye's eyes sank.

He had probably guessed that there was something wrong with that wooden door.

"You are only worried about the Holy Maiden of Taiyin. I thought you would ask Ye Lingyue's whereabouts first."

Old Murong Fang said strangely.

"She's not in your hands."

Xi Jiuye shook his head.

"how do you know?"

Murong old Fangxian wondered.

"Otherwise, you will use her to threaten me. People like you are the best at taking advantage of people's shortcomings. Besides, you can't help Daojun Bingxin."

With just one word from Xi Jiuye, the old Fangxian Murong was speechless.

Murong old Fangxian was speechless.

"The Holy Lady of Taiyin has just left. Like you, she handed over the same things that satisfy me. But next time, you may not have such good luck."

Murong old Fangxian said solemnly.

"No next time, when we meet again, I will kill you with my own hands."

After Xi Jiuye finished speaking, he picked up Xi Xingluo.

The father and son also disappeared together.

"Tsk, what a pity."

Murong Lao Fangxian looked at Xi Jiuye's back and shook his head.

He looked at the Kunlun treasure map in his hand.

Although he did not succeed in recruiting Xi Jiuye as the God of Resentment, he obtained the Kunlun Secret Treasure Map, which was considered an additional gain.

That's a map of Kunlun's hidden treasure... The thing behind Queen Kunlun is really tempting.

Just because Murong Lao Fangxian knew that there were countless temples behind the Queen Kunlun.

Those who fell with the Queen Kunlun at the beginning, there are thousands of temples.

Those temples were once the habitat of some powerful temple gods.

The remains of their temples are also hidden in the Kunlun Treasures.

Although it is only the wreckage, if the wreckage of the temple is found, it can be reorganized into a temple. More importantly, the temple is likely to have the inheritance of those temple gods.

These dark and resentful gods have not yet formed their own temples. If they can have temples, they can develop more believers.

But when Murong Lao Fangxian opened the Kunlun Treasure Map in his hand, he couldn't help but stare, and almost didn't swear.

"No reason! Xi Jiuye, you kid me!"

Old Fangxian Murong was very angry.

The Kunlun Treasure Map in his hand has been pieced together completely.

But the topographic map above, Murong Lao Fangxian couldn't recognize it at all.

There is no place name, just a vague mountain range and a lake.

The entire thirty-three days is so big, so vague instructions, when will Ma Yue be able to find it.

How could there be no place name and lake name... Old Murong Fang Xian glared with his beard, his eyes rolled, and he already had an idea in his heart.

"It seems that this is the only way to do it. I don't believe it. No one in the world can crack this secret map."

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