Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

After going through many hardships and dangers, Wang Hun and Bu Wen Wu Wen returned to the kingdom of the Hades. The moment they stepped into the Hades city, the flags on the city wall fluttered in the wind, as if cheering for their return.

Dense crowds of people soon gathered on both sides of the street, with cheers and shouts intertwined like surging waves, one after another, and everyone welcomed the return of the two heroes with the most sincere enthusiasm.

They had just returned to the city and had not had time to rest when they soon learned the exciting news - the God of Weapons' Blade had been repaired! This artifact, which symbolized the glory and power of the Hades, had been severely damaged over the years. Now that it had regained its former glory, Wang Hun and Bu Wenwu were naturally filled with joy. It was an indescribable joy, as if a bright star was shining in their hearts, dispelling all the fatigue and haze of the past.

Time flies. One day later, in Wang Hun's solemn mansion, the sun shines through the carved windows, casting patches of mottled light and shadow. Bu Wen Bu Wen came here with the Angel King. The Angel King was wearing a long dress as white as snow, and the hem of the skirt fluttered gently in the wind. Her eyes fell on Wang Hun, and a trace of subtle surprise and admiration flashed in her eyes. She said softly: "You are quite capable. You actually repaired this God of Weapons Blade. I underestimated you." Wang Hun bowed slightly and smiled modestly: "It's just good luck. If it weren't for Bu Wen Bu Wen's full help, this matter would not have been successful." Bu Wen Bu Wen stood aside with a calm face, and said lightly: "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning, and it's not important."

Upon hearing this, the Angel Saint King raised his lips slightly and rolled his eyes at the two of them. His eyes were filled with intimacy and teasing, and he said, "You two are really modest. This God of Weapons Blade is famous far and wide. Can you let me have a look at it today?" Wang Hun replied without hesitation, "Of course." After that, he raised his hand slightly, and a flash of cold light appeared, and the God of Weapons Blade appeared in his hand. The blade flashed with a cold light, as if telling of its past glory and vicissitudes. It exuded a mysterious and powerful aura that made people feel awed.

The Angel Saint King walked forward and looked at the artifact carefully, with a look of amazement in her eyes. After a moment, she exclaimed: "It is indeed the most worthy weapon. The quality and craftsmanship are really high!" Wang Hun smiled lightly, put away the God of Weapons, and said calmly: "It's okay."

At this time, the Angel Saint King's expression became a little solemn. She pursed her lips slightly and said, "We came here today to tell you something." Wang Hun was slightly stunned, and a trace of uneasiness surged in his heart. He asked, "Is there something important?" Wu Wen turned his head slightly and looked into the distance. There was a trace of longing and attachment in his eyes. He said softly, "My sister has never seen her mother since she was born. I want to take her to Penglai to accompany her mother." Wang Hun understood in his heart, and then said, "In this case, I will not keep you. When you see Senior Nvba, remember to say hello to her on my behalf."

The sun still shines in the courtyard of the mansion, but the atmosphere at this moment has a hint of parting melancholy. But Wang Hun knows that this is their choice, and he will continue to protect this land of the underworld with expectations for the future, waiting for the next reunion.

The Angel Saint King nodded slightly and said, "Thank you. Mother has lived alone in Penglai for many years, and she must miss us very much. I don't know when I will return this time, but I hope you can take care of the Underworld." Wang Hun looked firm and bowed his hands and said, "Don't worry, although the Underworld is now stable, there are still many matters that need to be dealt with. I will do my best. Besides, this is also my responsibility."

Bu Wen Bu Wen walked forward and said softly: "Wang Hun, you have made the greatest contribution to the repair of the God of Weapons. In your hands, this artifact will be able to exert its greatest power to protect the Hades." Wang Hun looked at her with gratitude in his eyes: "Without your help, I can't complete this important task alone. You and I have fought side by side all the way, and I will never let you down."

The three exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then the Angel Saint King and Bu Wen Bu Wen said goodbye and left. Wang Hun looked at their receding backs for a long time, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He knew that the road ahead was still long, and the great cause of the revival of the Hades still required unremitting efforts.

Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye. Under the leadership of Wang Hun, the Hades Clan is becoming more and more prosperous. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the spirit of cultivation is prevalent. The city is filled with a vibrant atmosphere. Wang Hun has not slacked off either. He takes time out every day to practice and continuously improve his strength. At the same time, he also studies the secrets of the God of Weapons' Blade, striving to maximize its power.

On a day when the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, Wang Hun had nothing to do, so he thought of finding a quiet place to kill time. After thinking about it, he walked to a small lake dozens of miles outside the city of the Hades. The small lake was like a pearl hidden in the world. The lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the lush trees around it. Occasionally, when a breeze blew, ripples would appear, which was very beautiful.

Wang Hun found a comfortable place to sit down, skillfully hung the bait on the hook, and then gently swung the rod. The hook and the bait drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell into the water with a "plop", splashing a few small water flowers, and then he waited quietly for the fish to take the bait.

Unconsciously, a midday had passed. During this pleasant time, Wang Hun had a good harvest. Several big fish were already jumping around in the bucket, their fat bodies hitting the bucket wall, making a "bang bang" sound. Wang Hun looked at the results in the bucket and felt that it was almost done, so he began to pack up slowly and prepare to go home to enjoy this harvest.

But at this moment, the air around him seemed to freeze instantly, and Wang Hun keenly felt a strange breath approaching him slowly. The breath was mysterious and made him alert instantly.

Without hesitation, he immediately dropped the fishing rod and bucket in his hands. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and the Day and Night Soul Sword appeared in his hand.

He turned his head suddenly and pointed the sword straight forward. He looked like a cheetah ready to pounce, exuding a dangerous aura.

Not far away, a mysterious man wrapped in black clothes appeared in front of him. He seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his face. One could only vaguely see a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

When he saw Wang Hun drawing his sword, he did not panic, but smiled gently. The laughter was particularly clear by the quiet lake. Then he slowly said, "Don't get excited." His voice was low and seemed to carry a hint of bewitching meaning, which seemed to have the magical power to make people relax their vigilance involuntarily.