Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1505 The Long Road

In the hall, Ji Ningtian sat on a high seat, Wen Ya stood on his left, and Wu Qing stood on his right. Nine people stood scattered under the high seat, all of them were silent, and they were nine of the Ten Kings of Hell.

As soon as the two entered the hall, they heard a voice saying, "Zi Xiu is so popular now, it really makes people..."

Before the man could finish his words, a silver light flashed by and a hidden weapon grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood, cutting off the next words he was about to say.

"King Biancheng, since you have come here with the order to summon the soul, you should know that I am not the one with the big face." Fang Zilan walked to the center of the crowd and said sternly, "Or do you refuse to obey the order to summon the soul?"

King Biancheng snorted coldly, "The young master is here, Zixiu, stop accusing me of crimes."

Fang Zilan looked up at the person on the main seat, and after a while, she bowed and said, "Ghost Gate Zixiu, I greet you, sir."

"Zi Xiu, since you have summoned everyone here today with the soul-summoning order, you don't have to worry about me." Ji Ningtian's voice came faintly from above, with a hint of watching a show.

"Yes." Fang Zilan stood up straight, her eyes swept over the Nine Hell Kings one by one, and said slowly: "I summoned you all here today because I have something to ask you."

King Qin Guang, the leader of the Ten Kings of Hell, said calmly, "What do you want to ask?"

"Back then, Cangjian Villa and Wanhua Villa were wiped out by you, the Ten Kings of Hell?" As soon as Fang Zilan finished speaking, the Wheel King standing at the bottom of the throne changed his expression, "Zixiu, you..."

"Me what?" Fang Zilan walked up to the Wheel King and said, "Wheel King, among the ten kings of hell, you and I have some friendship. Why don't you answer me first?"

"Zi Xiu, you..." The Wheel King looked at Fang Zi Lan in disbelief. She smiled almost cruelly, "Wheel King, are you going to disobey the summoning order?"

The Wheel King watched the dagger in Fang Zilan's hand fall on his neck. He clenched his fists and said, "Zixiu, are you really going to do this to me?"

"I counted to tens." Fang Zilan continued without any reaction, "Ten, nine..."

"Zi Xiu, why are you asking about this?" King Qin Guang's voice was a little anxious. Fang Zi Lan stopped counting and raised a beautiful arc at the corner of her lips. "Someone killed someone in my name, and I am not allowed to ask?"

"You..." King Qin Guang took a breath, and Fang Zilan continued to count her numbers, "Five, four..."

The Wheel King stared at Fang Zilan intently. She felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She wondered where this boy got his confidence from. Did he really think that she would not kill him? Or was their friendship so good that no matter what he did, she would not do anything to him?

"One." Fang Zilan said the last number, and with a little force on her hand, she scratched the skin of the Wheel King. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded, "It was done by King Chujiang!"

"When did you learn to bully others?" Wen Ya's expression faded a little, and Fang Zilan chuckled, "I just learned it."

Since Wen Ya was willing to speak, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with her and said straight to the point: "The Wheel King also has a Gu in his body. You are the main Gu, and he is the secondary Gu."

"What do you mean?" Fang Zilan asked in confusion, "Why does Gu have a primary and secondary one?"

"They say he is the master and deputy, but to put it bluntly, he is your sacrifice." Wen Ya's thin lips curled up into a cold smile, "Otherwise, why are you number one in the world, while he can only be at the bottom of the Ten Palaces? You don't think you are gifted beyond the ordinary, do you?"

Fang Zilan's voice trembled a little. "So what's added to the plum blossom soup is..."

"His blood." Wen Ya added, "It would be great if his blood could nourish the Gu in your body. Since he is willing, why should I stop him?"

Fang Zilan lowered her eyes and asked, "Has he always known about this?" "He knew before he planted the poison." Wen Ya said quietly, "In a place like Ghost Gate, who else would be willing to be a sacrifice for you except him?"

"Why did he..." Fang Zilan's eyes turned red and she couldn't continue her words halfway through.

"Why?" Wen Ya said helplessly, "He followed you into the ghost gate and said you were his master. Why do you think that is?"

"Master?" Fang Zilan repeated the word, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked: "What about plum blossom soup? Why is it plum blossom soup?"

"He said you loved to eat it." Wen Ya's expression showed reluctance, "But he didn't know that when your mother was murdered, you were eating a bowl of plum blossom soup. You were so scared when the blood fell into your mouth that you became nauseous whenever you saw plum blossom soup from then on."

Fang Zilan's face was as dark as water. "He doesn't know, how do you know?"

Wen Ya didn't dare look at her, turned his head away and said softly: "When you were first planted with the poison, you were a little confused. In order to stabilize the poison in your body, and because you couldn't stand the smell of blood when you were a child, I gave him this method."

"Add his blood to the food?" Fang Zilan couldn't help but interjected. Wen Ya nodded slightly, "Yes, all he could think of at the time was that you loved eating plum blossom soup, but you vomited bowl after bowl of it, causing him to bleed in vain. And he was very stubborn, never allowing others to touch your food, and insisted on making it himself."

"Of course I am willing." Fang Zilan leaned down even lower, frowned, and spoke in a much softer voice, "But I'm afraid he won't."

Seeing this, Wen Ya shook his head and said, "If you can't hold on, don't force it. Lie down and I'll give you acupuncture first."

Fang Zilan took off the dagger and turned to look at the person who was speaking. "Prince Pingdeng, do you think that you can identify the King of Chujiang without him? How could the King of Chujiang kill Zhen Mingxuan and slaughter the entire family of Cangjian Villa? Do you believe what you said?"

King Pingdeng's eyes dodged, and Fang Zilan sneered, "It seems that all the nine kings of the Ten Palaces of Hell are going to rebel against Ghost Gate today, and none of them will be left alive."

"Zi Xiu, how dare you..." As soon as King Bian Cheng opened his mouth, he was shot through the shoulder by a hidden weapon. He couldn't help but scream.

Fang Zilan's cold and clear voice sounded particularly gloomy amid the screams, "Here is the summoning order, how dare you ask me?"

"Zixiu, stop." King Qin Guang stood in front of Fang Zilan, "What you said was done by the Ten Kings of Hell."

"You should have said it earlier." Fang Zilan relaxed her expression and turned the dagger in her hand, "But there is one more thing..."

She paused deliberately, and King Qin Guang's face was as gloomy as water. "Just ask whatever you want to ask..."

"Sir." Fang Zilan interrupted him casually and turned to look at the high seat. "I want to check the records of the generals of the previous dynasty. I wonder if you can help me?"

Ji Ningtian did not speak, but Wen Ya spoke up: "If you want to check the records, just go to the Bogu Hall. Why do you need to..."

He stopped talking halfway, Fang Zilan curled her lips slightly, "Thank you for letting me know."

(End of this chapter)