Ning Chen was very entangled, more entangled than ever. He suffered such a great crime, was so ruthless, and even nearly died in an illusion. Now he finally saw the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't get it. .
The pain drove him crazy, as if someone had stabbed him, and the knife had to be pulled out in the end.
"wheeze"
The little white horse took a deep breath, and his whole body was red, as if he had been boiled. Ning Chen was annoying and didn't have time to pay attention to it.
"Ding"
The bell rang, and outside the gate of the underworld, a ghost sedan appeared, and the black and white impermanence jumped ten feet in front, and it was close in a blink of an eye.
Ning Chen felt a chill in his heart, he made a decisive decision, pulled the little white horse and left, he didn't know who was sitting in the ghost sedan chair, but that bull-headed horse, black and white impermanence was not something he could deal with.
It's enough to get hot in his head once, he can't look for guilt anymore.
The hall of the Netherworld is very large, and behind the altar is a blood pool with a radius of ten feet.
After the ghost sedan entered the hall, it stopped in front of the altar. A pair of cold eyes in the sedan looked at the demon sword and the divine sword on the altar, and a strange note was uttered in its mouth, intending to recover the two divine weapons.
The demon sword trembled slightly, emitting a dazzling blood-colored light, and was about to fly out, but saw the purple light of the divine sword flourishing, pressing down the restless demon sword, and the two divine weapons kept shaking, as if they were arguing about something.
In the end, the demon sword returned to calm, and the divine sword also fell silent.
"Humph"
In the ghost sedan, there was a cold snort, obviously dissatisfied with the result. However, the sword has a spirit, and in this underworld, no one can force two magic weapons to recognize the master.
"Ghost girl, long time no see"
At this moment, outside the main hall, a voice of the most yin and evil came. The person who came was as handsome as a demon, dressed in purple and red clothes, and although his eyes were smiling, there was a chill that made people tremble.
"Mingzi, you actually woke up too"
There was a hint of surprise and anger in the voice of the woman in the ghost sedan, and she was very displeased with the early birth of the handsome man in front of her.
"Wake up? Oh, I've been awake all the time."
Mingzi took two steps forward, came to the altar, and said with an indifferent smile.
The woman in the sedan ignored this obvious lie, they all slept for a long time, no one could be awake.
Mingzi is an anomaly in the underworld, powerful and absurd, astonishing and terrifying at the same time.
"Are you also here for the Demon Sword?"
It is a fact that Ming Zi woke up, and the ghost girl no longer thought about it, but asked in a deep voice.
"I said no, do you believe it?" Mingzi stroked the texture on the demon knife with his fingers, and the corner of his mouth curved into a dangerous arc, and continued, "However, I know that many people are interested in it, so I came here."
In the "crazy" sedan chair, the ghost girl sneered.
"Are you crazy? I think the ghost girl knows Mingzi best, but it's a pity."
Mingzi sighed soothingly, a trace of sadness flashed across his bewitching face, and the sorrowful sigh seemed to be heartbroken by the ghost girl's incomprehension.
"Abyss, your hypocrisy is disgusting"
The ghost girl revealed Ming Zi's real name with irony. In this place, only the two of them knew each other very well, and naturally they would not be moved by this fake performance.
Mingzi turned around with a serious face, and sighed, "I, I never lie."
The ghost girl gave a cold smile from the sedan chair, "Your words are the biggest lie!"
"Mingzi, don't blame me for not reminding you that this world is different from the past, your absurdity will only bring you death"
When the words fell, the ghost girl didn't want to waste time here, she muttered lightly, black and white impermanently clear the way, the ox head and horse carried the sedan chair, the ghost sedan slowly left, and disappeared in a short time.
"Death, I look forward to it."
Mingzi caressed the demon's knife, and there were flashes of light in his eyes. He let the blade cut through his fingers, but it seemed like he didn't know.
The demon knife did not reject Ming Zi's blood, but it did not recognize his identity, but just quietly inserted it on the altar, the blood was extinguished, and he did not move.
Ming Zi looked at the demon knife quietly, and after a long time, he smiled softly, "Yao knife, demon knife, I will wait for the day you are born to see you dye the whole world with the most wonderful blood."
... Ning Chen didn't know what happened in the main hall. After he left, he didn't look back. He knew very well that the pair of evil swords was not his. He couldn't move it or take it away. Get up, don't even think about anyone else coming in
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Ning Chen was in a very bad mood and kept talking about it all the way.
Ning Chen admits that he is not big-hearted, and what he can't get, others can't get either.
As for whether the person in the ghost sedan can take the pair of swords, it is not something he can control. Although it is very uncomfortable, he really has no choice.
Today, he can't even beat the bull-headed horse that carries the sedan chair, let alone the people or ghosts in the ghost sedan chair.
The little white horse was still red all over, and even a little hot, it really looked like it was boiled.
"Hu Chi" Little White Horse couldn't express his bitterness, and did not dare to express his resentment.
Telling you to eat indiscriminately, Ning Chen thought happily.
He still had a lot of resentment over the fact that he couldn't take the sword away. Seeing that the little white horse wouldn't die for a while, it would be uncomfortable for a few days at most, so he didn't care about it.
"Be patient, by the way, what did I just say?" After Ning Chen came out of the illusion, he talked a lot more and became babbling. I don't know how many days, months or years, there is not a single living person around, not even a cockroach.
It's just a group of Yin soldiers, Yin Cavalry, even if they are not crazy, they will be perverted.
The little white horse was in great pain, basically ignoring what Ning Chen was saying, and occasionally snorted, also annoyed by the chanting, and expressed protest.
Unfortunately, Ning Chen didn't care about its protest at all.
In his opinion at the moment, the protest of the little white horse is also cute.
In other words, as long as it is alive, it is cute.
Behind the hall of the Nether Hell is a barren, pitted, boulder that is erected at will. The strange and strange terrain cannot be seen at a glance, making people feel cold.
Ning Chen frowned, he didn't like this place, it was hard to leave without saying that the Yin Qi was too heavy.
He is a disabled person, and walking on flat ground is harder than ordinary people. Now let him walk on this strange terrain, isn't it going to cost him his life.
Ning Chen looked at the little white horse, measured the latter's system, and finally gave up. This guy doesn't seem to have a lot of meat. If he can't move him, he still talks about it, don't throw him again.
In the past, I fell off a cliff by jumping off a cliff, but it's not worth it to slap my face again today. Thinking about it, his life is actually big enough. He didn't fall to his death when he jumped off the cliff. He didn't know what he hit after falling down. Today, Illusion didn't die. He was rescued by the little white horse. The scourge remains for thousands of years, but no matter what
He doesn't look like a bad guy, does he
The ancients said, the ancients said so many words, it seems that there is always something wrong.
"Xiao Bai, do you think I'm a good person?"
Ning Chen turned the wheelchair and asked while crawling hard on the small pit.
"wheeze"
Even though the little white horse felt uncomfortable, he couldn't help but express his disdain.
"I knew you must think so too"
Ning Chenle said with a wide-eyed smile.
"wheeze"
The little white horse rolled his eyes and ignored this shameless human being.
"and many more"
Ning Chen's hands suddenly froze, he looked up at the surrounding terrain, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
Isn't this the eighteen hells that the legend said
Ning Chen frowned, thinking and thinking, he didn't know much about myths and legends in his previous life, so he didn't remember very clearly, behind the Nether Hall, is it the eighteenth hell
Ning Chen sighed in his heart. He hated less when the book was used up. It was true that he would have read more books about myths and legends.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, one by one, he ate up the dry food he brought, and his throat was so dry that smoke came from him, but he found that this strange place seemed to never end.
"Xiao Bai, we won't die of hunger and thirst here, will we?"
Ning Chen turned the wheelchair slowly, weakly.
"wheeze"
The little white horse turned his head and snorted, indicating that they could go back the same way.
Ning Chen was silent for a moment, but still shook his head, he always felt that there was some terrifying monster behind him, so he never dared to look back.
"wheeze"
The little white horse continued to walk forward, meaning that if he did not return, he would not return, and he would die together.
"Righteousness"
Ning Chen was very satisfied with the attitude of the little white horse, he grinned with difficulty, he decided that if he could survive, he would definitely be a little nicer to this guy.
"Uh" After walking for a long time, just when one person and one horse had run out of fuel and exhausted their energy, Ning Chen suddenly trembled in the wheelchair, and a long painful hum came out of his mouth, inside the sea of anger. , the two golden pages were opened without real air
began to devour each other.
"Just be honest with me"
Ning Chen was furious and shouted violently, it was already time, these two guys were still fighting infighting.
The little white horse was startled and looked at Ning Chen, not knowing why.
The two pages of gold paper seem to be natural enemies. When the qi sea is still full, they can barely coexist. However, now that the true qi in the dantian qi sea has almost dispersed, the two pages of gold paper can no longer maintain peace.
Ning Chen's face was extremely ugly, and he said solemnly, "I'm going to die here, and the two of you have to be buried together. It's best to keep me in peace."
"buzz"
The two pages of golden paper trembled, as if they understood it, no longer fighting, and gradually subsided.
"What goddamn world, even a broken piece of paper can be turned into essence"
Ning Chen cursed in a bad mood, and then, a thought flashed in his mind, a thought that even he himself thought was absurd.
But no matter how absurd things he has seen, it is not bad to try this time. Forcing the last trace of true qi into the golden paper collected on the altar, Ning Chen sank and said, "Listen, now we are grasshoppers tied to a rope, since you are from this hell, naturally know how to get out, if you don't want to
Bury here forever with me, come out and show the way"
The golden paper was silent for a while, and then it actually flew out of Ning Chen's sea of anger. Above the paper, the golden light was bright, and the dazzling light shone into the distance, and a large black crack was faintly visible.
"fuck me"
This time, Ning Chen finally couldn't help but swear, they had already walked through there, but there was no such crack at that time.
"Herod"
The little white horse raised its front hooves excitedly and called out the correct call for the first time in his life, no longer pretending to be mute.
The little white horse ran fast and abandoned Ning Chen without any sense of duty.
"White Eyed Wolf"
Ning Chen scolded angrily, turned the wheelchair with both hands, and walked towards the big crack slowly and swayingly. This broken place is really annoying with potholes...