Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character

Chapter 137: Evil

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The world can be divided into six realms according to the power system, but in terms of life and death, it is only divided into the other five realms and the underworld.

The laws of the underworld are different, there is death everywhere, and even for the great power of the immortal demon race, it is still a very dangerous place.

However, Luo Han did not feel any danger along the way. She visited the scenery on both sides of the Wangchuan River like sightseeing, tasted the special wine of the underworld, and then almost without thinking, she found the place where Nuwa hides the stone.

It went so smoothly, like the emperor's southern tour.

In fact, it was indeed the Southern Tour, and the Underworld Emperor's people followed behind them tremblingly. When the ghost officials saw Ling Qingxiao stop by the river bank, they flattered the ground and explained: "Your Majesty, the Wangchuan water is different from ordinary water. Anything that falls will not float up, and you can't cross it by flying. You can only rely on ferry boats to go back and forth. .You are at the bottom of the water when you are looking for it, I am afraid it is a little difficult, the little one will report to the Underworld Emperor, intercept the upstream water, and empty the water... "

Just listening to it was very frustrating, Luo Han was about to say that she was going to try to modify the rules for a short time, when she heard Ling Qingxiao say lightly: "No need."

Then with a wave of his hand, the water of the Wangchuan River separated to both sides, and the dead bones and dead energy at the bottom of the river dissipated automatically, leaving a flat passage.

Luo Han was silent, and the ghost officials behind Wuyangyang were also silent. Ling Qingxiao took the lead to walk into the river, turned around to take Luo Han's hand: "This river has not been cleaned for a long time, be careful with your feet."

The scene in front of him was too psychedelic, causing many ghost officials to doubt their own cognition. Can the water of Wangchuan River really live a life? Are the cases they dealt with before, all fake

Naturally, it is not fake. There are countless dead souls who die in the Wangchuan River every year. There are many people who are strangers who want to spy on Yin and Yang, or the dead who are nostalgic for the world, cross the Wangchuan River on their own, and die at the bottom of the river. The water of the Wangchuan River is extremely corrosive. No matter the fairy, the devil, or the ghost, when they arrive in the underworld, they are all newly reported ghosts.

The ghost officials are used to dying in the river every day, and by the way, they warn the new ghosts not to attack the Wangchuan River. The outside spells will fail on the Wangchuan River. Who knows, it's not that the spells are malfunctioning, but that their spells are not strong enough.

The ghost officer watched Ling Qingxiao ignore the laws of the underworld, and Shi Shiran walked towards the bottom of the Wangchuan River. They reacted and quickly followed: "Your Majesty, there has never been a stranger at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, so I'm afraid it's not safe. You are precious, you can't take risks yourself, why don't you send some ghosts to explore the way?"

Immortal's personal guards also felt dangerous, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, the underwater situation is unknown, please bring your guards with you."

Ling Qingxiao thought that these people were noisy, so she glanced back, obviously it didn't use much coercion, but everyone shut up collectively.

"You wait on the shore and wait."

The ghost officer's lips moved, and he didn't dare to say anything. Even if the guards in the Immortal Realm were worried, they could only stand up straight and clasped their fists together: "Subordinates obey."

Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao walked down the separate waterway. The water of Wangchuan River was blue-green, like a ghost fire. They went deeper and deeper, and soon they lost sight of the river bank.

Luo Han looked to both sides, there was no light in the depths of the river, it was dark, and there was a faint green light that flickered and disappeared, more and more like the ghost fire in the cemetery in the summer night. Luo Han asked Ling Qingxiao, "Why is there a fire in the water?"

"The Wangchuan River has never been salvaged. Over the years, a lot of bones have accumulated at the bottom of the river. If the bones accumulate heat, there will gradually be a fire."

Luo Han heard his words and looked carefully, only to realize that what she thought was a stone didn't seem to be a stone. Ling Qingxiao covered Luo Han's eyes and said, "If you don't like it, don't watch it. These things are heavy, and it's not good for you to watch too much."

Luo Han's heart trembled, he really didn't want to look at those skeletons. Being in the gloomy and cold river often gave people the illusion that she was dead. The more Luo Han thought about it, the more frightening she became. She silently approached the person beside her and reached out to hug his arm.

Ling Qingxiao paused slightly and asked indifferently, "What's wrong?"

Luo Han didn't dare to look to the side. When she looked up, she saw Ling Qingxiao's skin was jade-like, with a graceful line from the neck to the jaw, and the Adam's apple bulged in a beautiful arc on the slender neck.

Luo Han was fascinated and couldn't help reaching out to touch it. Only halfway through, Ling Qingxiao held her hand. Luo Han raised his eyes and saw Ling Qingxiao looking at him coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Luo Han sighed inwardly, knowing that at this stage, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven is willing to endure, but it is not possible to be more intimate. Luo Han retaliatedly hugged Ling Qingxiao's waist and rubbed against his shoulder: "There are so many ghosts on both sides, how can you look good? I don't want to work hard, take a rest first, and call me after you find something."

Luo Han hangs completely on Ling Qingxiao's body, wraps his hands around his waist, and buries his cheeks on his shoulders, with a self-defeating attitude that you can't do anything about. Ling Qingxiao paused in place for a moment, not knowing how to put both hands.

At this time, he was thankful that he was too troublesome just now and did not let the attendant follow him. Otherwise, what kind of manner would it be if this appearance was seen by the subordinates

Ling Qingxiao thought about it this way, and slowly wrapped her right hand around Luo Han's waist, saying, "You are the last god, although you don't want to be known by too many people, but you are in the name of Heaven. You are seen by others like this. , the impact is not good."

"You're not someone else." Luo Han was unmoved and found a comfortable place to lean against. She closed her eyes, and suddenly smiled in confusion: "Besides, this is called bad influence?"

Ling Qingxiao used magic to hurry, and Luo Han felt the yin wind at the bottom of the river swiftly passing by her temples. She deliberately made trouble, and gestured with both hands to do something that really "has a bad influence".

She thought that Ling Qingxiao would stop soon, and coldly and solemnly warned her to pay attention to the influence. As a result, her hand slid down Ling Qingxiao's waistline to her back, and from her back along the belt to the end of his belt, Ling Qingxiao didn't even respond.

Luo Han hooked his hand on Ling Qingxiao's clothes knot, and was immediately in a dilemma. It seems that she is very unreasonable and naive, let's stop it... She can't untie Ling Qingxiao's belt, right

Why doesn't Ling Qingxiao play cards according to common sense

Luo Han was embarrassed, Ling Qingxiao's voice came from above: "Why don't you continue?"

Luo Han pretended to cough, took back his hand in a regretful tone, and said, "You are too old-fashioned, you can't even pull your belt off."

Ling Qingxiao was noncommittal, and suddenly said, "You didn't make any effort, how do you know you can't pull it off?"

Luo Han was silent, glaring at him angrily. What happened to this person today, did he deliberately dismantle it

Luo Han looked up, just in time to see Ling Qingxiao looking down at her. The eyes of the two were facing each other, and the bottom of the Wangchuan River was quiet and silent, and the subtle breathing sounds of the two could almost be heard.

Luo Han saw Ling Qingxiao staring into her eyes with his own eyes, and suddenly his eyes moved down, looking somewhere, and it seemed to be his lips. Luo Han was instinctively vigilant, she immediately retracted her gaze, and abruptly changed the subject: "Is it coming soon?"

Ling Qingxiao's reaction just now was completely instinctive, and he didn't know why they couldn't help looking at her lips when their eyes met. If he stared at it for a while, he wouldn't say whether the kiss would continue.

But since Luo Han interrupted, Ling Qingxiao cooperated with her to change the subject, and gently flipped over the matter just now: "It's not far away, watch your steps."

Nuwa left a stone behind when she created a human being. Later, the stone gave birth to spirituality, and Nuwa left it in the underworld to guard the reincarnation. A stone that was split into three pieces quickly appeared in front of Luo Han's eyes. Luo Han stepped forward and read the words on it. After searching for a while, he found nothing unusual.

"It's unremarkable, it doesn't seem to be anything special. Why did the Earth Emperor deliberately bring us here?"

Ling Qingxiao's consciousness swept across the entire stone, he saw things quickly, and in an instant, he had already read all the words on the stone. Ling Qingxiao was thoughtful and asked, "That day, the Bodhi tree seemed to say that the emperor left a message for you?"

"A benevolent person is also a human being." Luo Han frowned, "There are only two useful words in this sentence. What does the emperor want to say?"

Ling Qingxiao was silent, and Luo Han saw this and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Ling Qingxiao was noncommittal and said, "It's just a guess, let's try it out."

Ling Qingxiao said guessing, it was basically accurate. Luo Han immediately stepped aside, Ling Qingxiao took out the Jiuxiao sword, tested the hardness of the stone, and then took the sword and carved something on the stone wall.

The reincarnation stone sank to the bottom of the water, and the inscriptions on the inscription were blurred over time. The Jiuxiao sword is slender and sharp, which is not conducive to lettering, but in Ling Qingxiao's hands, the tip of the sword is extremely stable, and the blurred word "person" is redrawn without any errors.

Luo Han almost understood what he meant. Ling Qingxiao drew out all the human characters on the inscription and said to Luo Han, "Try to inject divine power."

Although everyone in the immortal world cultivates spiritual energy, the condensed spiritual energy is different, and the power of gods is also unique. Luo Han condensed his divine power in the palm of his hand, and slowly poured it into the stone along the lines of the herringbone.

There are seven human characters in the entire inscription, and after being injected with divine power, they light up one after another, just like the Big Dipper. After the seven characters were connected, a faint light suddenly came out. Luo Han withdrew his power and saw that the light on the Reincarnation Stone became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a phantom and floated on the Reincarnation Stone.

After many years, Nuwa's face is still so pitiful, she looked at the two in front of her and smiled: "You are here."

Even though her body was dead, Nuwa still had an unspeakable touch. Time has passed for so long, so many friends have turned against each other, so many couples have parted ways, and the two of them are still standing side by side.

What Xi Heng said was right. When Nuwa's last consciousness was awakened, what she saw in front of her was still the two of them.

Luo Han didn't expect to see Nuwa's consciousness here, so she quickly said hello: "Earth Emperor."

Ling Qingxiao was also quite surprised. Nuwa has always been a legendary figure. He never thought that one day, he would see Nuwa's real body. Ling Qingxiao advanced and retreated in moderation, and saluted, "Earth Emperor."

What appeared now was just a trace of Nuwa's consciousness. She had been asleep for too long, and finally this trace of consciousness could no longer hold on. Nuwa didn't have time to talk about the scene, so she went straight to the topic: "You guys are here, want to come, you have already seen the Bodhi tree. How is it outside these years?"

"The immortal world is prosperous, the human world is prosperous, and the demons and devils have their own way and do not interfere with each other." Luo Han paused and continued, "It's a pity that people's hearts are endless and greed is endless. Recently, the six worlds have not been peaceful."

Nuwa sighed, she had some expectations about the situation outside, and the thing she was most worried about had happened in the end.

Nuwa's voice was ethereal, floating in the faint water of Wangchuan, extremely ethereal: "I made many mistakes when I was young. At that time, I was too indecisive and couldn't bear to kill them all. When I realized the problem later, I was unable to remedy it."

"Did you mean the devil?"

"It's him." Nuwa sighed. This was the biggest mistake in her life. She couldn't bear it for a while, but it caused a catastrophe to future generations. Nuwa asked, "Where is he now?"

Luo Han replied: "Fall into the hands of the demon world. The demon god has lost his mind and has completely turned into a monster. Now he is constantly inciting the demon world and the demon world, intending to provoke the Six Realms War."

Everything is the same as when the war in the Middle Ages happened. History is a circle, going around in circles and coming back.

Nuwa said: "I was most afraid of this, but it turned out to be the case. I should have figured out at the time, how could confinement solve the problem? His resentment is growing day by day, and if things go on like this, it will only bring more disasters to the Six Realms."

Luo Han paused and asked, "Earth Emperor, what did you want us to do when you brought us here?"

"After I sealed the jade bottle, I felt his resentment was growing, and I was worried that it would become a serious problem in the future, so I created a mirror image of the jade bottle in the remaining days, called Hua'e. Although the Hua'er bottle looks and shape It is the same as the jade bottle, but its function is more vicious than the jade bottle. The jade bottle contains clean water to nurture the soul, and the Hua'er bottle contains good water, which can be melted within seven days. All living beings in the world, let their body and soul be destroyed, and they will never be reborn."

Luo Han understood: "Do you want us to get the Hua'er bottle and completely erode the fragments of the demon god?"

Nu Wa nodded slightly, and her figure has gradually faded: "Hua'er bottle can destroy immortals, demons and even gods. After I created the Hua'er bottle, I was afraid that this object would fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives and cause a storm in the six realms, so I Bury the Hua'er bottle in the underworld, limit it with the reincarnation technique, and can only use it three times. The Hua'er bottle must be used by people with a clear heart, and it needs to be matched with unique formulas. This is the place where the formulas and burials are buried, you can get them Afterwards, be sure to take good care of it.”

Luo Han responded one by one: "Don't worry, Earth Emperor, after the matter of the demon god is resolved, I will carry the jade bottle and the Hua'er bottle in person, and I won't let them escape. In the event of an accident, I will destroy the Hua'er bottle by myself. ."

Nuwa finally showed a look of reassurance, her heart was knotted, and the last trace of divine consciousness turned into a little light, melting in the bone-strewn Wangchuan River: "The benevolent is a human being, and the righteous one is suitable. The rest of the way is up to you."

As Nuwa said, her figure completely dissipated, leaving only tiny spots of light in front of her eyes. Luo Han stretched out her hand and caught a ray of light, she looked back, the resentful Wangchuan River had calmed down a lot, and countless lonely and wild ghosts had been transformed into a white mist that rose from the bottom of the river and went to reincarnation. Road reincarnation.

The Wangchuan River divides Yin and Yang. If you want to reincarnate, you must pass the Wangchuan River. If you want to cross the Wangchuan River safely, you must pay enough boat fees. The ferry fee of Wangchuan is a virtue. Some people have done too much evil in their lives and cannot pay the ferry fee. When they cross the river, they will be extradited and thrown into the water. River fee, or be devoured by ghosts.

Nuwa's consciousness dissipated, and before her death, she still used her own merits to save these evildoers at the bottom of the river. Luo Han couldn't recognize her benevolence and compassion.

Luo Han sighed, Ling Qingxiao watched with her for a while, and said, "It's not good to stay at the bottom of the river for too long, let's go."

Ling Qingxiao used force to stop the deadly resentment outside, but after all, this was the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and the evil spirit was pervasive, and staying for a long time was not good for the health. Luo Han responded and quickly floated up to the river with him.

They found the nearest place to go ashore. At this moment, it was already dark outside, and the flowers on the other side were blooming to the fullest, which seemed to burn in the night.

This is not the place where they went into the water, it is a little distance from the place just now, the ghost officer and the heavenly soldier do not know that Ling Qingxiao and the two have returned. This is just right for Ling Qingxiao. He pinched the information and let those people in place disperse without waiting. As for his current position, he did not disclose it.

Luo Han removed the moisture from his body and asked, "The bottle of Hua'er is buried in another place. It's not too late, let's go find it."

"No hurry." Ling Qingxiao said calmly, "Nuwa is very guarded against the Hua'er bottle. I think there are a lot of agencies set up outside. It's quite troublesome. Let's wait and get the ready-made ones."

Hearing this, Luo Han felt that something was wrong. She glanced at Ling Qingxiao suspiciously, and asked, "Did you know it long ago?"

When Ling Qingxiao saw her gaze, she laughed: "Even if my hands and eyes are open to the sky, I can't know everything. I only found out today that Nu Wa left a last word at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, but Ye Zhongyu sent someone to secretly come to the underworld. Know."

"He sent someone to the underworld?" Luo Han was surprised, and immediately became nervous, "Does he know about the Hua Er bottle?"

The well water in the demon world and the underworld does not violate the river water, and it is normal. Who would come to such a sinister place as the underworld? Ye Chongyu secretly sent people, and deliberately made a time difference to hide it from them. Luo Han had to suspect that Ye Chongyu also knew that the Hua'er bottle was buried in the underworld.

Ling Qingxiao was not surprised by this, and said lightly: "The three caves of the cunning rabbit, let alone something that is enough to kill the gods, it is reasonable for the emperor to leave several back ways. I think, in addition to leaving a last word for you, the emperor also leaves it for future generations. Follow the clues. In case you haven't appeared when the demon god breaks through the seal of the jade bottle, her descendants will be the last way out."

Luo Han was silent for a moment, then clicked softly: "You already knew that Ye Zhongyu arranged for someone to come to the underworld to find something. Then you also know that they deliberately diverted their attention on the fifteenth day?"

Speaking of what happened that day, Ling Qingxiao's face became obviously cold: "I know Ye Zhongyu has other plans, but I don't know that they are so daring and intend to take you away."

Luo Han kindly reminded him: "It's not a robbery, it's a rescue."

Ling Qingxiao sighed helplessly in her heart, Luo Han really held revenge. He and Luo Han walked among the fire-like flowers on the other side and said, "I really didn't expect them to dare to attack you. If I knew they were so daring, I would have killed Ye Zhongyu's plan early in the morning."

Ling Qingxiao's white clothes swept across, and the fiery red flowers on the other side were brought down by the aura, rustling down, like a red rain. Ling Qingxiao asked, "Why didn't you leave that day?"

"Well..." Luo Han thought for a while, then said truthfully, "Maybe it's because of the fascination of the mind, greedy for someone's beauty, and reluctant to leave."

Ling Qingxiao's face was noble and cold, but there was a smile in her eyes, and she glanced at Luo Han helplessly.

The ghost gate was closed on July 30, and there was still time. Ling Qingxiao asked, "Where do you want to go next?"

Luo Han paused strangely when he heard these words, Ling Qingxiao had a tone of wandering the mountains and waters, did he make up his mind to let Ye Zhongyu be a coolie, and wait until the end to eat black? She thought that Ling Qingxiao was disdainful of doing this kind of unearned thing.

But Luo Han thought about it, she doesn't need to do it herself, it's good to let others search for treasure for her, she was relieved quickly, and said, "I heard that the boundless sea in the underworld is an ancient relic, which contains the great suffering and sorrow of the world, it is to improve the state of mind. , The best training place to break through the bottleneck. Let's go to Infinite Sea and see."

Infinite sea? Ling Qingxiao glanced at Luo Han calmly, she didn't notice it, but Ling Qingxiao had a clear mind. She went to Boundless Sea not for her own cultivation, but for someone's inner demon.

As if facing a basin of ice water, Ling Qingxiao's rare and relaxed mood quickly quieted down and gradually turned into frost. She stayed by his side, laughing and scolding as natural, Ling Qingxiao often misunderstood that the person she was looking at was him. But every time he wanted to believe it himself, he would be head-on, and all kinds of details jumped out together, telling him that that person was not him.

This is a very strange feeling. He knows that person is him at a certain stage in the past, and also knows that the immortal race will go through various changes in its long life, but it is always a person. However, he just couldn't relax.

Thousands of years of monarchy has long let Ling Qingxiao know that no matter how well he says it, only what he holds in his own hands belongs to him. Since the person she loves is him in the past, why not skip the period of growing up in the middle and stay by his side directly

Luo Han said a lot about Wulianghai. After she finished speaking, she saw that Ling Qingxiao did not respond for a long time. She turned back and saw Ling Qingxiao lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Luo Han was surprised, shook Ling Qingxiao's arm, and asked, "What do you think? Why are you so focused?"

Ling Qingxiao immediately returned to her senses, and instantly suppressed the darkness in the bottom of her eyes. He looked at the young, beautiful, and trusting little girl in front of him and smiled, and said, "It's just a little thing. Let's go to Wulianghai."

Luo Han responded. She looked at Ling Qingxiao, still worried, and asked, "Are you really all right? I always think you have something on your mind."

"No." Ling Qingxiao's eyes are gentle, just like the powerful and omnipotent emperor in everyone's impression, no matter what Luo Han asks, he can tolerate it, "Don't worry about it, let's go."

The author has something to say: Self-cultivation is based on Tao, and Taoism is based on benevolence. A benevolent person is also a human being. The righteous are appropriate, and the virtuous are the greatest. - Moderate