Before the Jinhuang incident, Fu Li originally planned not to go to Biyin Cave unless necessary, so as not to arouse Xiao Biluo's love again. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info natural, and it is more about avoiding the embarrassment of the two. As a man, he didn't care about these things, but Xiao Biluo was a woman in the end, and she was also the owner of Biyin Cave. Biyin Cave has always taken the defense of men and women very seriously, and if any rumors spread, it will damage her reputation.

But at this moment, Jinhuang's life is in danger and cannot be delayed.

Fu Li's hesitation only paused a few times, and the gloomy color in his eyes was fleeting, and in the end, it was the life of the futile child that prevailed.

Kun Wu knew that his mind was reversed and flew in the direction of Biyin Cave. Fu Li's hands behind her back, her posture is tall and handsome, the auspicious clouds and dark lines woven by silver silk threads on the placket of her clothes are flashing in the sunlight, and the white robe is shrouded by the ethereal clouds and mist around her, and the hook angles of the robe are curled up and the continuous clouds are entwined.

And at this moment, Jinhuang once again fell into that strange and treacherous dream.

The dream, as far away and vicissitudes as ever, seemed to permeate the entire space with eternal darkness and gloom, tightly sealed, and the treacherous and bloody distortion seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, arouse people's deepest desires/thoughts, and the most terrible demons.

The sky is still dark, endless, with no beginning or end in sight. Under the black curtain, the dotted blue light swayed slowly, like bright stars and like dark blue fireflies, slowly rising and drifting to the farther sky.

The river under the dark curtain is still flowing silently, but what is blooming on both sides of the river is no longer the delicate Manzhu Sawa that I saw before, but the raging fire that is swaying unbridledly, spreading all the way, demon/smelting/human.

Jinhuang looked around, and what was reflected in his sight was the wonder of thousands of miles of vastness and burning fire.

The dark and gloomy night sky, the faint blue floating stars, the dancing fire of the demonic ye, and the endless blue and red skyline seem to be eternal and modern, and it seems to be floating in the air from another world.

All things in heaven and earth are not as good as the scenery in front of them, the mountains and rivers are vertical and horizontal, and that's it.

Suddenly, she felt something under her feet, Jinhuang subconsciously lowered her head, but saw that she was standing in the flames, surrounded by heavy flames, and the tongues of fire around her jumped and swayed, as if a cheerful child was wrapped around her knees. Obviously, she could clearly feel the temperature of the fire, which was completely different from its color, but she didn't feel the coldness, but a kind of meekness and obedience, a kind of meekness and obedience from the ghost fire.

For some reason, she half-crouched down and stretched out her hand to feel the strange feeling. Even though the ghost fire is presumptuous and swaying, it is not as tall as a human in the end. However, when her right hand stretched out, the ghost fire under her feet gradually rose as if she had a divine sense, and the tip of the flame tongue really touched the palm of Jinhuang's palm.

There was no expected extreme gloomy coldness that soaked into the bone marrow, nor the intense blood, distortion and violence like maggots attached to the bones, only a faint obedience and faint joy.

This ghost fire actually likes her touch! Jinhuang can't believe it, it's because of a dream, that's why he has such a weird feeling.

Before she could think about it, the originally quiet and silent space suddenly seemed to be released by something, and all the sounds that should have come out at once. The crackling of the ghostly fire, the frantic cry of the struggling spirits, the terrible howls of the evil spirits...... The sound was overwhelming, sharp and piercing, filling the eardrum and making people want to poke themselves in both ears.

Evil spirits?

Jinhuang couldn't help but look around, he hadn't paid attention when there was no sound before, but now he saw clearly that in the vast fire in front of him, among the soaring tongues of fire one after another, sticking out high into the sky were actually ghost claws with blackened skin and flesh, and a head with blurred flesh and blood.

They roared and screamed and struggled wildly, one after the other, their flesh melted, their faces distorted, their jaws wide open, and they were horrible.

That's all there is to see the ghosts burned...... Jin Huang secretly said in his heart.

At this moment, the sound of wind whistled from afar, accompanied by more and more heart-rending cries and desperate cries. Jin Huang turned his head, and a white shadow was reflected in his sight, as if thunder tore through the night, with a chilling killing intent and anger.

The white shadow fell on the stone bridge, with his back to the brocade phoenix, holding a black sword in his right hand, and the sticky scarlet blood on the sword slid down the blade of the sword, dripping on the stone bridge deck. Through the dream, Jinhuang could still feel a rich and sweet smell of blood quickly spreading in the air, with a kind of oppressive dullness.

Familiar background, familiar back, this was the dream she fell into the last time she devoured the Ghost Ding Fragment at Seven Star Peak! The man with a terrifying killing aura that seemed to destroy everything sounded like a heart-rending call that was about to be imprinted in her mind. Although several years have passed, the scene in that dream, she recalls, seems to still be clearly in front of her eyes, haunting in her ears.

This time, it's this dream again! The white shadow turned around, and his face overlapped with the outline of his impression, still unrecognizable, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist, and the black-purple fire-shaped demon on his eyebrows was bright and evil.

The man looked at the bloody corpse ghast screaming frantically and struggling violently in the raging ghost fire in front of him, but his eyes were soaked with bitter pain and deep remorse. Jinhuang heard the man's hissing voice and shouted, "Yu'er, did you see it? I destroyed the underworld! You come out! Come out and find me!"

"I was wrong, Yu'er. You ...... come back!" Speaking of this, the man's voice turned deep, and his voice was hoarse and dry, as if after exerting all his strength, only desolation remained, "Your heart is so ruthless, why don't you even give me a chance to explain ......?"

After that, the sword in his hand pointed at the ghost fire burning wantonly under the bridge, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into extreme madness, and said coldly: "A hundred ghosts are exhausted, hell is completely destroyed, Yu'er, look! You said that the reincarnation of yin and yang, the cycle of heavenly principles, gods and demons cannot be disobeyed." Now that the underworld is completely destroyed, from now on, all the unjust souls and evil ghosts will be stranded in the other five realms, Yu'er, can you let go?

“…… Why don't you come out? Why? Yu'er...... You still won't see me?......" The man covered his heart with one hand, as if in pain, and staggered forward a few steps with a vague step, and pressed the tip of his sword against the bridge deck to stabilize his body. (To be continued.) )