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Chapter 875 The Prince of Hades

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    "But then again."

    Chu Yuyan looked at Chen Jiye and asked doubtfully: "Didn't I ask you and Wen Wuji to go with Mingyue to invite Mr. Lin? Why didn't you go?"

    Chen Jiye quickly raised his hands and said, "Back to the main hall, my subordinates also wanted to go, but Commander Mingyue thought Senior Wen and I were too slow, so she asked us to wait at the main altar while she went on her own."

    Although he didn¡¯t know why Chu Yuyan was with Lin Chen, he didn¡¯t dare to ask.

    Chu Yuyan nodded.

    "No wonder you know I know medical skills."

    Lin Chen suddenly understood, smiled slightly, and said modestly: "But I only know a little bit about it. It's not a problem to treat minor illnesses and disasters. But when it comes to difficult and complicated diseases, I'm helpless."

    The honest smile on Chen Jiye¡¯s face froze instantly.

    Chu Yuyan also stopped, turned around, looked at Lin Chen blankly, and couldn't help but ask: "Then, can you cure my mother's illness?"

    Before that, when Chen Jiye mentioned Lin Chen, Chu Yuyan didn¡¯t think much about it at all. She subconsciously thought that Lin Chen would definitely be able to cure her mother¡¯s illness.

    After all, the impression Lin Chen left on her was mysterious and powerful.

    But at this moment, after hearing what Lin Chen said, Chu Yuyan suddenly realized that this was just a nineteen-year-old boy in front of him. He understood formations and had unfathomable cultivation. He was already a peerless person that had never been seen in ancient times.  What a genius.

    No matter how talented a person is, he or she cannot be omnipotent at a young age, right?

    The luster in Chu Yuyan¡¯s eyes dimmed instantly.

    Lin Chen was stunned when he heard what Chu Yuyan said, and said: "I haven't seen your mother yet, and you haven't described the condition to me. How do I know whether it can be cured?"

    "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I haven't told you about my condition yet."

    Chu Yuyan shook her head, looked at Lin Chen with clear eyes, and said softly: "Then, I will take you to see my father first. Also, Ling Tianyu has found a miracle doctor, and he has arrived now. I hope you don't mind."

    There was a trace of guilt on her face. After all, she had invited Lin Chen, but she also hired another doctor. She was afraid that Lin Chen had misunderstood that she did not believe in his strength.

    "do not mind."

    Lin Chen nodded slightly, but felt a little funny in his heart.

    This Chu Yuyan, like her previous life, is stubborn and straight-tempered. She only understands the literal meaning and cannot understand the underlying meaning.

    She humbly said that she understood a little bit, but she really thought that she only understood a little bit.

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    Outside the main altar of the Soul Palace.

    The bluestone steps extend down the mountain, with no end in sight.

    On both sides of the steps, there were many swordsmen in black with long swords hanging on their waists and dressed in elegant attire, all of them with sharp eyes.

    Wen Wuji yawned, put the sword on his shoulder, and walked along the steps while thinking in his mind whether Lin Chen could cure the disease of the mother of the chief palace master.

    If it can¡¯t be cured, the Soul Palace may be in ruins.

    Suddenly, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

    "ha!"

    Breathing out a breath of hot air, the hot air turned into white mist in the air.

    "strangeness."

    Wen Wuji frowned and said, "Why does the breath you exhale turn white during the hot summer?"

    ¡°Something¡¯s wrong, why do I feel the air is so cold?¡±

    "Dr. Zuo, the temperature has dropped sharply. Could there be an invasion of evil spirits?"

    "Quick, be alert!"

    The guards on both sides also changed their expressions at this moment, looking down the mountain with vigilance.

    Wen Wuji shouted angrily: "It's a shame that you are still soldiers of the Palace Front Division, and you are all so cowardly. This is the main altar of the Soul Palace. Which evil spirit dares to come to the main altar of the Soul Palace to cause trouble without opening its eyes?"

    Before he finished speaking, Wen Wuji's expression suddenly changed.

    Starting from the foot of the mountain, all the bluestone steps were covered with a layer of white frost, and the white frost spread upward at an extremely fast speed.

    "Roar!"

    The roar of beasts resounded throughout the world.

    In the shocked eyes of Wen Wuji and others, a huge white dragon was flying from the sky.

    The back of the white dragon is like a winding mountain range.

    Wherever you go, the air is suddenly cold.

    "This, what kind of monster is this!"

    Wen Wuji was shocked. He immediately jumped into the air and roared: "Where is the monster? This is the main altar of the Soul Palace, how dare you act so recklessly here?"

    On both sides of the stone steps, all the swordsmen in black also got off the ground.He stood up, holding a long sword in his hand, and looked at the white dragon with murderous intent.

    "Roar!"

    Bailong roared from his mouth, and his roar was like white frost.

    A blast of extremely cold air came to my face.

    Even Wen Wuji, a strong man at the eighth level of the Martial Saint Realm, felt a bone-chilling coldness, as if he were naked in the ice and snow.

    "The Prince of Hades is coming, and strangers will retreat."

    A deep voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Netherworld, resounding in everyone¡¯s sea of ??consciousness.

    At this moment, Wen Wuji and others were suddenly shocked to find that above the terrifying white dragon, at the head of the dragon, there was a young man in black, standing with his hands behind his back.

    The young man looks handsome, with red lips and white teeth, as if he had stepped out of a painting.

    What is even more eye-catching are his eyes. The dark pupils seem to contain stars all over the sky.

    His facial features are almost perfect, but when combined together, they give people a cold feeling, like a poisonous snake.

    And the weirdest thing is his skin, which is frighteningly white and has no trace of blood.

    "Gudong!"

    Wen Wuji swallowed his saliva, then he felt cruel and said sternly: "I don't care what kind of prince you are, this is the main altar of the Soul Palace. Without invitations or greetings, I won't let you go even if you are the King of Heaven."  You go in!"

    "interesting."

    The corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly.

    An old man in black robe appeared in front of Wen Wuji in an instant and said coldly: "Do you know, Ming Zong?"

    "What Mingzong?"

    Wen Wuji sneered and said, "Get out of here quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

    "Beast!"

    The old man was furious and raised his palm to beat Wen Wuji to death.

    Wen Wuji showed no fear and held his head high.

    He didn¡¯t believe that someone dared to attack him in front of the main altar of the Soul Palace!

    At this moment, the young man¡¯s voice sounded: ¡°Sword slave, explain your purpose to him.¡±

    "yes!"

    Hearing this, the old man closed his palm in the air and said coldly: "By order of the master, I offer a treasure to the old palace master."

    Wen Wuji frowned.

    I thought about it carefully in my mind, but I didn¡¯t know who this Ming Sect was.

    He said coldly: "You guys just wait here for me. No one is allowed to move without my order!"

    After saying this, he turned around to report.

    "Wen Wuji, let them come in."

    Chu Shanhe¡¯s voice sounded in Wen Wuji¡¯s sea of ??consciousness.

    Wen Wuji was stunned and looked at the young man with a strange expression. He did not expect that Chu Shanhe would pay attention to this matter personally.

    Is this Ming Sect some hidden sect?

    But then, Wen Wuji sneered, never mind the hidden sect, in front of the Soul Palace, there are only pigs and dogs, the old palace master must have let them in because of the fact that they have traveled thousands of miles.

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    In the main hall.

    The air is quiet and the atmosphere is silent.

    Ling Tianyu stared at Lin Chen, although he said nothing, the disdain and sarcasm in his eyes were not concealed at all.

    Since we said goodbye to Wangchuanhe last time, and on the second day after returning to the main altar, Lin Chen's detailed information has been placed on Ling Tianyu's desk.

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