Mo She said: "Impossible!"

Yue Rong looked at his stern and sad face, sighed, and continued to speak rationally: "Is there any possibility? He is a disaster when he is alive. He has killed as many as ninety-nine thousand people, if not a hundred thousand. This time, he is just playing tricks."

Yes, I included myself in it..."

"Shut up!" Mo She said. He stretched out his hand to cover his face, hiding all his expressions. "Shut up."

"Xie Bian is not dead, let alone his soul is gone!"

As if he was forced into a desperate situation, his originally dark mind suddenly became clear, and he thought of what he had to listen to.

Di Ting once said - if there is fate in the future, you will naturally meet again.

Just such a simple sentence was broken into pieces by him and rubbed into his heart, becoming a life-saving medicine.

Mo She seemed to suddenly feel confident, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes clear and calm, as if he was not the one who had lost all hope just now and almost lost his mind.

He waved his hand, summoned the soul-locking chain back, and wrapped it around his wrist: "You are not the only one in this underworld, Yuerong, Xie Bian, he was let go."

He said it with incomparable certainty, as if it were a fact that had been stamped by history and witnessed by thousands of people.

Yue Rong's heart skipped a beat, but in the end she didn't hesitate to give him the cold water. She only said dryly: "Just figure it out."

Mo She gave him a serious look and said nothing.

But when Yuerong came into contact with that kind of gaze, he somehow said with a bald mouth: "Lao Fan, don't be stupid, I think something is wrong with your gaze. Don't you want to use any extreme means to search for the soul?"

Mo She ignored him and walked out.

The more Yuerong thought about it, the more he felt a chill in his heart. Once the strong-willed monarch of Sen Leng who originally killed people to avoid disaster retreated and never returned, he hurriedly followed him and shouted: "Lao Fan, wait a minute, you

Tell me a few words..."

Thinking about it in the blink of an eye, I still feel that my life is suffering. Although I have guessed that Xie Bi'an is no longer in the Lingxiao Underground Palace, I have never verified it. I always feel that I am overthinking it. Even if the Lian Nirvana is not a thing, it cannot be given like this.

Digging a hole in the underworld.

He also worked hard to make two preparations, and even prepared to go out and clean up the door if Xie Bian was really unfortunate enough to be still in there. After all, compared to the underworld, no one is truly indestructible.

Digging deeper into his thoughts, Yue Rong touched his chest, feeling a little unloved by his colleagues, because for a moment, he even wanted to feed Fan Wujiu the sword - if it weren't for Baozi's face flashing in his mind.

But, I'm afraid that if you have already avoided any future troubles, why bother doing ideological work for someone so hard, for fear that he won't be able to think about it and will find trouble with the Book of Life and Death again?

…

Compared to Mo She, Bai Tang, who was dragged to the underground palace by the invisible force in his heart, was even more inexplicable and looked completely out of sorts.

To be honest, at first he was quite empathic, and he could fully understand the desolate and cold feeling in the palace. He could even see the gentle and gentle man smiling in his mind clearly, and he could also capture a little bit of him.

of "wonderful ideas".

But the underground palace is really too convoluted. The dark vines reflected by the forest green will-o'-wisps become even more gloomy. It seems that if you don't pay attention, a pale dead face will stick out from those vines, crying and shouting.

.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely be driven crazy by these roaring vines, or at worst, they would be frightened.

Bai Tang also tried hard to blend into the scene, even in that

When the poorly dressed man smiled at him, he returned the smile politely, thinking that it was probably Xie Bi'an, the man with the same pair of peach blossom eyes.

But before he could maintain his image as a gentle, courteous and gentle gentleman, Bai Tangyuan successfully pounced out and flattened "that man's" head with his tail.

Bai Tang: "..."

I really can't feel any warmth at all, whether it's towards the kind-faced ghost or the white glutinous rice balls.

He looked at the white glutinous rice balls and had a heart attack for a moment. He calmed down and said, "You can ask me to look twice more. I can finally see a three-dimensional thing. I don't need to hear about him from other people's stories."

...You can be more honest and let me live for two more years."

Bai Tangyuan acted like a playboy who didn't want to reassure his old father. He was full of incomprehension, wagging his tail as he hunted for treasures in the gloomy hall. From time to time, he would overturn a bunch of ghost lanterns, and from time to time, he would tear off a few pieces of black hair.

vine.

When he heard Bai Tang nagging, he was sliding from the veranda to the small garden, having fun in the reflection of the Buddha and Demon Double Color Lotus. He seemed to be very happy, and even stretched his long body and rolled around before retorting: "

I'm protecting you, not causing trouble! Bai Bai, you are really ignorant."

After saying this, I felt that I used the idiom "not knowing what is good or bad" very well. I swung my tail and silently gave myself a thumbs up.

When Bai Tang looked at it, it was like looking at a crooked fairy peach tree. The roots were obviously red, but when it bloomed and bore fruit, it produced sour green fruits. He was very sad.

It was so sad that Xie Bian's shadow, who was smiling like a hibiscus flower in front of him, was not in the mood to pay attention to it. It was really unethical.

So someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and sighed in a very bewitching tone: "I'm back~"

"You're back~" The meandering voice brought back the eerie and terrifying atmosphere that had been completely destroyed by the white glutinous rice balls.

Bai Tang felt a suffocating pressure shrouding his heart again, as if his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of gray.

The voice asked seductively: "Don't you want to know cause and effect?"

Bai Tang ignored it, thinking to himself that this was probably not stupid, what kind of nonsense, what if good fruits could be hidden in this damn place?

The voice was unyielding: "You have lived here for many years, many years~Have you forgotten? You are crazy~"

In an instant, hysterical screams could be heard in the ears, one after another, as if they were determined to burst the eardrums and tear the heart.

It's like a madman.

Bai Tang was in a daze, as if he was shaken by the crazy ghost howls, and even his mind was a little unstable. Those sounds penetrated directly into the human body, and the yin energy all over his body was stirred by it.

"You're crazy, just like us... Come on, it's time for you to come back..."

Bai Tang turned his lips and cursed: "Is he sick? He dares to come out and play tricks... What the hell, you, you, you, if you have the ability to get Xie Bian out, I haven't seen enough three-dimensional images."

It can be said that it is very shameless, and it is very arrogant to despise the dignity of the ghosts, and also the dignity of the owner of the underground palace.

For no apparent reason, a chuckle came from the air.

Bai Tang turned his head accurately, but he only had time to see that a dark black vine hidden deep in the hall was uprooted by invisible force, twisted into wisps of black Yin energy, and dissipated invisible.

"Who?" Bai Tang suddenly stopped and his eyes became sharp, "Lead me here.

Here, don’t just pretend to be a ghost, it’s boring.”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a breath in the empty and complex hall, and someone stepped on crisp steps, and his face emerged from the darkness little by little: "Long time no see."

Bai Tang's pupils shrank suddenly, and the smile on his face disappeared: "It's you."

The door of the side hall behind him slammed shut, shutting in the person with his exposed face and Bai Tang, who was glowing faintly with white light, as well as the sound inside that could make a person's limbs and bones become sore and numb.

…

The person lying in the huge Buddha-Devil double-color lotus still had his eyes closed, but there was a faint black light flowing around his body, vaguely condensed into a vine, and constantly twisting around his body.

Within the closed petals, the man was lying peacefully, as if he was still sleeping as unconsciously as before. All the gods and Buddhas in his mind fell asleep, giving his gloomy brows a layer of peaceful light.

"Fan Wujiu, you're crazy!" The voice in his ears was vague, somewhat blocked by the layers of closed petals, and sounded a little out of breath.

The rock-steady Buddha-Demon Lotus had some ripples, as if someone outside was trying hard to attack the Buddha-Demon Lotus.

The man lying inside didn't feel anything at all, but his body was covered with black vines. Even his jade-white face was covered by those vines, and he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

"Fan Wujiu! What the hell, stop it!" Yue Rong's furious voice came, and the moon blade in his hand slashed at the man who seemed to be possessed by a demon without even thinking.

The stern man standing in front of the huge Buddha-Demon Double-Colored Lotus didn't even look back, and a white mourning stick whizzed and became entangled with the moon blade.

Two sharp weapons from the underworld fought fiercely in the air, and the silent underground palace was filled with the sharp sound of howling ghosts.

Yuerong was almost driven crazy by his predecessor Wu Chang who had a wet brain. He was a little confused and thought, can the water in this fucking brain be poured out completely? Can he still be a normal outgoing ghost?

?

Then I thought, Xie Bi'an is really a bastard, and he doesn't want to live in peace even if he dies.

He looked at his hands, then looked at the man who had completely ignored others, and finally held his nose and went forward to take action himself to control the crazy man.

It makes no sense for him, a man of the house, to be here and allow the ghost who suddenly became insane to destroy the results they had worked so hard to achieve.

Yue Rong was full of Yin Qi and charged straight towards the man who stood silently on the two-color lotus of Buddha and Demon and shook the dead lotus.

"Lian Nie!" Mo She didn't care about the attack behind him at all, and just shouted sternly, "Lian Nie! Get up!"

Just how hard he worked to seal this prince who went to cause trouble in the world, how determined he is now to wake people up from the seal.

Yue Rong grabbed his arm, pushed his body back with all his strength, and said: "Don't be so stubborn. It is true that he has been watching Xie Bian all these years, but that underground palace

Part of his inner demons are locked away, so he can't get in. He doesn't know where Xie Bian died!"

"He knows!" Mo She said stubbornly, as the endless tide of Yin Qi tried to pry open the cover of the Double Color Lotus, "He must have let Xie Bian out. I have to ask him where he got Xie Bian!"

Yue Rong clasped his shoulders, and before he could think of any words to refute, he saw that the soul-locking chain that had been dominating the Buddha-Demon Double-Colored Lotus was suddenly withdrawn, and it was drawn towards him with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Chapter completed!