The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 65 Yan Mo Burns the Sky
Fengxian Cave is extremely deep.

It has been half a quarter since the entrance of the cave, and there is still no end to the deepness in front of my eyes.

Mo Rang held a four or five-year-old child in his arms, with Cai Lan behind him, and walked forward cautiously. The wet moss and stagnant water under his feet made a sticky sound like a "crack" when he stepped on it.

Originally, when he first entered the cave, Mo Rang felt a salty bloody smell, mixed with the stuffy smell from the humid cave in the dark, the smell was simply unsavory.

Mo Rang maintained a strange emotion of anticipation and caution in his heart. The closer he got, the stronger and more pungent the smell of blood became.

Under the eyes of ghosts and gods, everything in the cave has nowhere to hide.

More bones gradually accumulated on the ground. The white head and star-pointed meat were entangled together. The black blood clots showed that the massacre had been going on for a long time. Thick liquid, even breathing can feel the stagnation.

Although the blood dripping along the way is a restricted-level scene that can be banned, at least Mo Rang didn't find Xie Yugong's backhand when he came. It seems that Fu Yulou, that scumbag, hasn't had time to use it.

"The evil ghosts inside are at least at the Green Ghost level. If you can't take them in and take care of them, it will be troublesome."

Considering safety issues, Mo Rang put the little girl on the ground.The little girl's eyes dimmed, and because she couldn't see the surrounding environment, she staggered when she was placed on the ground, and Mo Rang grabbed her shoulders so she didn't fall down.

"What's your name?"

Mo Rang thought about asking the little girl's name, after all, she was a child who had worked so hard to get down.

In addition to the darkness, Ying Qingqing could only see his scarlet eyes, but she didn't feel scared at all, she just felt that those eyes were like a cluster of flames burning in the cold winter, warming people's hearts.

"Qingqing. My name is Ying Qingqing."

She stretched out her thin white fist and pulled Mo Rang's hand on top of her head. It looked fleshy, and the joint between the five fingers and the back of the hand was sunken into a small dimple.

Mo Rang could see her soft palms and hair, as well as her sparkling glass eyes, looking at him as if looking at something precious.

"Qingqing, follow this brother and wait for me here. Brother will protect you."

He bent down to look at the girl's eye, a gesture that kept the child relaxed.The black energy in the distance was still waiting and dormant, but he wasn't worried.No matter how powerful the monster in front is, there is no rush.

"how about you?"

Ying Qingqing grabbed his hand, knowing that she had not been abandoned, but she still couldn't feel at ease. The child's intuition told her that there was something terrible ahead, and the man in front of her had to face it alone.
Mo Rang sighed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as warm as a spring breeze, and he said, "I'm going to beat the bad guys."

The little girl tilted her head, and her grip on his hand became much tighter.

"Will there be any danger?"

"No, how could it be? I'm very strong!"

Mo Rang smiled easily, until the little girl hesitantly put her hand down, and then withdrew her hand.

"Trust me, I'll get you out of here."

He smiled and patted the top of the girl's hair. Cai Lan behind him looked at Mo Rang with complicated eyes and said, "Be careful in everything."

Mo Rang nodded, Cai Lan is now a half-ghost, his dark red eyes can see a little bit of the surrounding scenery, and he also knows martial arts swordsmanship, which is more than enough to protect the girl. Girls have a natural closeness.

The undercurrent surges into the sea.

The animal gasps of "ho, ho" came from the entrenched monster, with huge and sharp spikes, and every breath of it seemed to smell of blood and wet and dirty muddy water.

The black air is about to condense into water droplets, so suppressed that it is difficult to breathe.

Mo Rang came to the end of the cave after passing through the winding tunnel. The eyes of ghosts and gods allowed him to see the monster's entire appearance.

Not the devil in red
Not a green-shooting ghost.
That's a ghost general——!!
Under the stalactites in the cave, which is as short as a human arm, there is an extremely huge evil spirit. Its huge blue-black body is covered with countless sharp spikes, and it also emits the cold light of cold weapons in the dark.

This relatively spacious cave was occupied by the evil ghost's body. Strangely, although this monster had a bloated and huge body, its head was a beautiful face.

The man in the ink-colored robe stood in the dark corridor, with the unsheathed Jackdaw Saber in his hand like a star.

He had seen this face in the memory of the yellow scum——

——That's the princess's face.

The corners of the bloated monster's mouth opened, and the spikes all over its body exploded, forming a "knife flower" behind it.

"You're here.... ho - why are you alone..."

"Only one person.... not enough to eat...."

"I know... Jie Jie - you told them to hide them, right..."

"Wait until I eat you first... then go find them——!!"

Yaozhi's beautiful face and scarlet lips kept opening.

"You have no chance."

The tall and thin swordsman stood without fear, his eyes were scarlet and burned with the red wheels of hell, and red lines climbed up his pale cheeks like a spell.

The evil ghost instinctively felt the threat, and the spikes all over his body made a "thumping, swaying" sound. The face of a beautiful woman became dignified, and an arm that turned into a knife on his bloated body was slashing towards Mo Rang!
The swordsman stood like a verdant pine tree, even the storm couldn't make him bow his head half a bit.

"Yan Motian!!"

He only heard a soft shout from him, and he took out a black jade token from nowhere in the blink of an eye, and then, an astonishing hell flame erupted in the terrified eyes of the evil ghost.

The water in the cave was instantly burned out, and the evil ghost's beautiful face shrank like a piece of paper.

In the midst of the fire, don't let the jackdaw in his hand take advantage of the situation and slash at the evil spirit.

The sword is sharp!
Outside Fengxian Cave, the dry grass and trees look sad.

One person is dressed in a white Taoist robe and has an air of immortality, while the other person is dressed in red and has cold eyes and a face as cold as autumn frost.

Wen Xiuyun only felt that the remorse and pain in her heart were about to overwhelm her, and her beautiful black eyes were full of undisguised hatred for the Taoist priest in white in front of her.

"Are you hating me, or yourself?"

Without looking back, Fu Yulou already felt amazing, how could he be so ignorant of this resentful look?
His heart was cold, and it would not be too late to deal with these "hidden dangers" after he had squeezed out the effects of the Tianbeifang.

Wen Xiuyun was taken aback by his question, and after a while he came back to his senses, and said in a choked voice, "I can only hate myself."

Fu Yulou frowned. He didn't like seeing these unnecessary emotions.

Now less than a moment has passed, and everyone in the cave must have been eaten. Even if the swordsman in the ink robe is a fierce ghost at the level of a martial artist, how long can he endure it under a half-step ghost general?

When the evil ghost's cultivation reaches the half-step level of ghost general, a huge gully has opened up with the ordinary Sheqing ghost. This gully is like a moat, and it is absolutely impossible to defeat it with the strength of a martial artist!
"Boom--!!!"

Just as he was thinking this way, a huge roar came from the front, and the Taoist priest in white hurriedly backed up a few steps.

The heavy gray-white stone gate in front of him was completely shattered after the bang, and then red flames gushed out like magma eruption, and the flames instantly engulfed Ying Zhuang before he had time to run. Turn into ashes!

The dead trees were lit one by one, and the sky above the Baiwu Mountain was scorching with flames.

Standing in the distance, Fu Yulou watched intently, in the midst of the fire, a figure flew towards him quickly!
　I may have been under some kind of curse recently. . .The school has not had a power outage for two years. I was writing a thousand or two words at night when the power went out——! ! ! (sad face)

　　Then I forwarded a koi, hehehe~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)