The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 12 Yan Motian

"hungry"

"hungry"

"I'm not full"

"How to do."

"Aren't there four more in the house?"

“Eat it and you won't be hungry”

A dark night without even moonlight.

The voice is getting closer, it seems to be whispering, and it seems to be talking loudly.

Don't let the hearing of the promoted ghost and god body let him know that the group of evil ghosts who have not had enough to eat are coming here.

I and Cai Lan were seriously injured, Meng Ju and Lu Lingqian were bound to be dragged down by waiting for the two of them, but there were two green ghosts among the evil spirits, their attack speed with all their strength. He and Cai Lan will also be chased by evil spirits.

Mo Rang clutched his wound and pushed open the door. There were three young knights inside with long swords in their hands. When he saw him coming in, he let go of his uneasy expression. He threw the blood-stained "Liangjie Village Chronicle" to Cai Lan.

"Young Xia, help me hold this book first." He said solemnly to Cai Lan, with a convincing calm in his eyes, which made the teenagers feel confident.

Since you can't escape, you can only fight!

"Brother Mo, you are injured."

Meng Ju saw that he was clutching his abdomen, his clothes had holes in the front and back, and even blood-red flesh could be seen, so he couldn't bear to open his mouth to remind him.

"It's okay." Mo Rang raised his hand covering the wound. The pain was severe, but there was no bleeding, and there was even a slight itching. It's so powerful, Mo Rang can't imagine himself raising this skill to level [-], it might be rebirth from a drop of blood.
"I'm fine, don't worry, escape is the most important thing now."

Don't let the long legs step on the edge of the window, the eyes shining red are different from ordinary people, burning red wheels where the three young knights can't see.

"Young man, let's go out through the window and distance ourselves from the ghosts coming from the entrance of the village from the west!"

Mo Rang turned out first, the wound on his abdomen was throbbing with pain.

"This is the so-called wounding the enemy one thousand, and harming oneself eight hundred."

He smiled wryly, turned his head to take care of these young knights, and listened to the movement of those ghosts rushing here.

In fact, there is no need to take care of them. Those young knights are all teachers from famous families and have practiced martial arts since childhood. These movements of climbing over walls and windows are a piece of cake for them, but he himself has not practiced any martial arts, and his body is heavy. Coupled with the serious injury in the abdomen, it will be difficult to move even if you hurry up.

Seeing that the teenagers were all on the ground, Mo Rang hurriedly directed everyone to run eastward.

The night was as thick as ink, and it was hard to tell whether it was the ghost spirit or the night color.

"hungry"

"hungry"

“The food is gone”

"Just catch it and bring it back."

A group of evil spirits dressed up by villagers gradually showed a ferocious smile on their faces, their eyes flickered with green light, their blue-black skin was like steel, and their fangs and nails grew rapidly.
The tall evil ghost, whose muscles were tangled and twisted, twisted his neck and bent his legs like springs. In an instant, he jumped up from where he was and flew towards the people running in front of him.

"boom--!!!"

Smoke and dust flew up, and the ground cracked.

Seeing a flash of black shadow, the evil ghost instantly jumped behind several people, a few steps away from Mo Rang Kankan.

After landing, he also pressed forward, and the black ghost in his hand suddenly turned into a huge machete. The long and wide blade was covered with red and black spots. I don't know if it was blood or rust. It didn't look sharp, but it was black and red Under the effect of the light, it repeatedly made the sound of piercing through the air, and if it was chopped off, it would cost a life.

Mo Rang knew how powerful Wang Shi was. He was the ultimate fierce ghost in red, and he was only one step away from becoming one of the green ghosts.

Seeing that the tall evil ghost's butcher knife was about to usher in, the fierce ghost behind him with teeth and claws also came to share a piece of the action. Only the expressionless pregnant ghost looked at them dully, his body was full of blue light, but the speed of his feet did not slow down at all.

"Brother Mo --!!!" The teenagers saw the direction of the butcher knife from the corner of their eyes, and Mo Rang yelled out without any intention of dodging.

"run!!!!"

Mo Rang only yelled this word, his red eyes were burning like fire, and now his face was covered with red patterns, like a demon from hell.

"Bitter and happy—"

He didn't face the young knights, those youngsters could only see his raised hair and flying clothes corners, even Wang Shi, who was cutting over, paused for a moment, and then a dull expression appeared on his face.

"Ghost King. No, where is this?!"

The new house decorated with red cloth is still the same as before.

The furnishings in the room are all new, which is the result of a year of hunting and working in the morning and evening.

Under the red cloth curtain, the bride dressed in red sat supplely.

He remembered that it was made by Wan'er herself. According to the custom of their Yunzhou people, the more beautiful the wedding dress, the more it reflects the skill of the bride.

Wan'er's wedding dress is the most beautiful in the village.

Wang Shi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and took off the hijab for the bride in front of him.

"Brother Wang, I know you will marry me."

Wan'er smiled sweetly, with sweet dimples on her lips.

Wang Shi thought, what was he thinking at that time.

He thought at the time that he would be willing to die if he could marry such a virtuous and kind woman.

And really damn it.

……

Mo Rang painfully covered his head, which was overwhelmed by too much backlash, and looked expressionlessly at the villagers who were all hallucinating, sad or happy.

His left hand trembled slightly, the red light was like dense mist, and the strange token engraved with the three characters "Yan Wang Ling" appeared in his jade white palm.

He stretched out his hand and spread the token in front of the ghost.

"Yan Motian——"

The red flames in front of his eyes seemed to fall from the sky, surrounding Wang Shi and the villagers who were still immersed in the hallucinations. The high-temperature fire column circled like a hurricane, and instantly ignited the dry weeds in midsummer.

In the sea of ​​fire, everything in Liangjie Village, whether it is joy, sorrow or grievances, will be reduced to ashes under the Yama of Yama.

"Ashes to dust, dust to dust"

Hearing these words, Wang Shi broke free from the illusion, and in the red flames of hell, he remembered the memories of people he had long forgotten
A whole village was set ablaze, and Yan Motian's power was beyond imagination, but it also completely consumed the divine power of a unit that Mo Rang had just acquired and hadn't warmed up yet.

If it reaches this level, all the ghost generals will be burned clean.

The wilderness is silent except for the constant crackling and groaning of houses.

"Brother Mo, are you the descendant of the hidden sect?"

The teenagers did not listen to Mo Rang's words and run away, but stayed by his side all the time. At this time, Mo Rang deeply felt the helplessness of the male lead in the TV series.

"Yes" Mo Rang didn't look at them, the strange red lines on his face disappeared, "It's a pity."

"Brother Mo, what are you regretting?" Meng Ju looked at his resolute back, seemingly unshakable.

"Unfortunately, we are all going to die here."

He stared fixedly at the sea of ​​flames roiling in front of him, and the young knights clenched their swords nervously after hearing his words.

In the sea of ​​flames, a figure was as dry as firewood.

Come on fire.

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