The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 76

"Huh...huh..."

The sound of rapid breathing reached my ears.

With her eyes covered, Ying Qingqing ran quickly in the arms of the young man.

Why do you think you are running?Because she was very uncomfortable being bumped.

But even if it is uncomfortable, she will bear it seriously.She knew that if her brother didn't take her to escape, he would be caught by the bad guys, he would be mercilessly wrapped around his neck, and he would feel that his breath would be strangled together with his bones.

The elder brother holding her can only be regarded as a child, not even the stature of the elder sister, the shoulders are not thick enough, and the sense of security for herself is not as good as that of another elder brother.

But now, being held in his arms, knowing that there was a bottomless abyss behind her, and knowing that there might be light ahead, she felt extremely at ease.

The nose smells the smell of burnt grass and trees, and the vision is black.

She could also feel that the boy holding her was trembling all over, and the hands covering her eyes even trembled through a gap, so she quietly pursed her lips, carefully examining the world outside the gap.

It was a dry forest that had been burned out, lying on the ground like black charcoal, with a cracked red flame, looking like hell.

It seemed as if something appeared in front of me. The bumps weakened, and the breathing above me became heavier and more rapid.

She wanted to peek through the gap, but the young man's palm gripped her tighter. Sweat was still leaking from the palm of her hand, which was stained on her forehead, making her uncomfortable.

"elder brother."

"Do not talk"

The young man briefly called her to stop. Unknown to her, the young man was so nervous that his pupils were constricted. At this time, his whole body was tense, looking at the woman in red blocking the road ahead.

"What are you doing here?"

The young man opened his mouth defensively.

With Wen Xiuyun's martial arts skills, he would definitely not be able to defeat him as a martial arts disciple. He couldn't help but hold the little girl in his arms and planned to run back. He stepped back slightly, his eyes full of guard against the woman in front of him.

Standing on the scorched black land, the sporadic sparks on the ground made the sound of sizzling.

The expression of the woman in red was indescribably depressed, but she could see her reluctance at a glance, even her beautiful Danfeng eyes were lowered, "Give me that girl."

As soon as he said these words, Cai Lan protected the girl in his arms even more tightly, the stubbornness in his eyes showing.

The girl in her arms trembled slowly, and raised her hand to push away the boy's hand with a panicked expression.

"Is it your sister?"

Cai Lan didn't exert any effort, but was pushed down by the little girl's fleshy hand. The moment Wen Xiuyun opened his mouth, he knew he couldn't hide it anymore.

Wen Xiuyun ignored it, and just looked at Cai Lan indifferently, her beautiful face was still as bright as the scorching sun, but at this moment, it contained evil spirits, like a reincarnated Shura.

Seeing that the young man was unmoved, she frowned, and unfolded a long scarlet whip like a spirit snake, "Say it again, give her to me and you can get out—"

The young swordsman took a deep breath, slowly lowered the girl in his arms, and covered her behind him.

The moment Ying Qingqing stood on the ground, tears rolled down her face. Her cheeks and pupils were sparkling in the firelight. She carefully grabbed the young man's sleeve and looked at Wen Xiuyun with strange eyes, "Sister, you can let it go." Brother? I'll go with you"

Although she was scared, she still stood up.

Wen Xiuyun only felt that something had scratched his heart, and his heart was sore. His slender fingers were holding the whip in his hand, but he couldn't let it go.

Cai Lan waved away the girl's sleeves, "I can't possibly hand her over to you!"

"Okay."

Wen Xiuyun's eyes were cold, "Since we can't reach an agreement, then I'll kill you first!"

She was full of murderous aura, the blood-red whip unfolded, Cai Lan's eyes were serious, and she pulled out the long sword from her waist. This woman has a violent temper, if it wasn't for Ying Qingqing's two words, she would have killed her long ago.

"brush--!!"

The blood-red long whip hit Cai Lan's long knife in an instant, and the sharpness and blood were intertwined and entangled together.

Cai Lan only felt a burst of force entangled with the long sword, even if she exerted all her strength, she couldn't break free!
That is the huge gap between a martial artist and a martial apprentice!
Gui Yuanzong paid attention to first-hand and quickness in fighting, and Wen Xiuyun could not gain even the slightest advantage under Wen Xiuyun's long whip.

The woman in red looked like autumn frost, holding a long whip in her right hand, just trying to compete with Cai Lan.

"You are a disciple of Yuanzong, how can you not know my martial master Wen Xiuyun's cultivation level? This behavior is nothing but your overestimation!"

Cai Lan pursed her lips and gritted her teeth, knowing that she could not continue to stand in a stalemate with Wen Xiuyun, her subordinates used Gui Yuanzong's sword formula, and for a while, the sword was full of energy, fighting against the long whip.

Wen Xiuyun saw that Ying Qingqing tried to grab the whip in vain, his brows furrowed into a ball, and he snatched the long sword from the boy's hand with all his strength!
With a crisp sound of "dang--", the long sword was thrown to the ground by the blood-red whip, splashing a circle of gravel and withered grass.

Her black eyes were like purgatory, and the whip was aimed at the boy's neck again.

"I'll do it fast, you won't even feel the pain."

Cai Lan stubbornly stood in front of the little girl, feeling that her life was like a firework, burning herself painfully.

But this firework may be a misfire, and it shattered into the soil without even emitting a light.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out, and he knew his head was flying because of the too harsh whip.

He...lives with nothing, dies with nothing...

I just don't know if the little girl will be frightened by her own blood, I don't know...

Will the girl in the lotus embroidered dress be waiting for me in front of the shrine?

No matter whether the peach and plum blossoms are blooming again or it is raining and snowing.

I was doomed not to come back.

……

On the scorched earth, blood sprayed all over the ground.

The woman in red put away the whip, and it was still covered with warm blood, making her palms wet.

The girl, who was no taller than her legs, fell to the ground, with cold tears on her face.

what is this for...

Short pain is worse than long pain...

All this is for Tianbeifang!
……

……

On the other side, Mo Rang looked at everything in front of him carefully, feeling a drum in his chest.

Even if he knew that the two teenagers might have been caught up by Wen Xiuyun at this time, he had no time to take care of——

A blue-black fist with the size of a millstone landed on the spot where he had just stopped, shattering the pitch-black scorched earth.

Like a mountain of meat descending, the evil is making a comeback!
It's still the faceless evil ghost? !
I had indeed crushed the evil ghost's heart just now, so why could the evil ghost still stand up at this time, and -

The combat power has increased unabated!
The broken left arm had now grown back, but the bluish-black skin was incomplete, and the entire arm was covered with blood-red muscles and white fat.

And the blind eyes also recovered at this time, obviously only a half-step ghost general, why does he have a recovery ability comparable to that of a ghost king? !
He suddenly turned around and glanced at Fu Yulou, it must have been this guy who did it!
The Taoist priest in white stood aside with cold eyes, pinching the brown powder crushed on his fingertips.

"If it weren't for you, this thing would still be of great use in the future..."

　Cai Lan (turned into a ghost): I died so miserably~
　　Hanhanniao (calm face): Well, it’s okay, there will be people who will die worse than you.

　　Mo Rang (holding a knife): I am so tired from fighting
　　Hanhanniao (throws down the keyboard and picks up the massage hammer): Brother, how strong is this? (dog legs)

　　Just say something weakly, can you give me a subscription~~
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)