Ning Chen was very entangled, more entangled than ever, he had suffered so much sin, he was so ruthlessly yin, and he was almost trapped in the illusion, and now he finally saw the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't get it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This pain drove him crazy, as if someone had stabbed him and had to pull it out.

"Whew"

The little white horse gasped, his whole body was red, as if it had been boiled, Ning Chen was annoyed, and he didn't have time to take care of it.

"Ding"

The bell rang, and outside the gate of the underworld, a ghostly sedan chair appeared, and the black and white impermanence in front of it jumped ten feet, and it was close in a blink of an eye.

Ning Chen's heart was cold, and he immediately made a decision, pulling the little white horse and leaving, he didn't know who was sitting in this ghost sedan chair, but the bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence were not something he could deal with.

One heat in his brain was enough, and he couldn't go back to sin.

The main hall of the Netherworld is very large, and behind the altar, there is a blood pool with a radius of ten zhang, the blood pool has dried up, only the smell of blood has lasted for a long time, making people sick.

After the ghost sedan chair entered the main hall, it stopped in front of the altar, and a pair of cold eyes in the sedan chair looked at the demon sword and the divine sword on the altar, and a strange note came out of his mouth, intending to recover these two divine weapons.

The demon knife trembled slightly, emitting a dazzling blood-colored light, and was about to fly out, but when he saw the purple light of the divine sword, he pressed down the restless demon knife, and the two divine soldiers continued to tremble, as if they were arguing about something.

Eventually, the Demon Sword returned to calm, and Excalibur fell silent.

"Hmph"

In the ghost sedan chair, there was a cold snort, obviously very dissatisfied with this result, however, the sword has a spirit, and in this netherworld, no one can force the two divine soldiers to recognize the master.

"Ghost girl, long time no see"

At this moment, outside the main hall, a yin and evil voice came, and the person who came looked handsome like a demon, dressed in purple and red, and although his eyebrows were smiling, there was a chill that made people tremble.

"Hades, you're awake too"

The voice of the woman in the ghost sedan chair carried a hint of surprise and anger, and she was very unhappy that the handsome man in front of her was born early.

"Wake up, I've been awake all the time."

Hades took two steps forward, came to the altar, and said with a light smile of indifference.

The woman in the sedan car ignored the obvious lie, they had all been asleep for a long time, and it was impossible for anyone to be awake.

Hades is an outlier in the underworld, powerful and absurd, stunning and terrifying.

"Are you here for the Demon Knife too?"

It was a fact that Hades woke up, and the ghost girl didn't think much about it anymore, but asked in a deep voice.

"I said no, do you believe it?" Hades caressed the texture on the demon knife with his fingers, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a dangerous arc, and continued, "However, I know that many people are interested in it, so I came."

In the "madman" sedan chair, the ghost girl sneered.

"Crazy, I think the ghost girl knows the Hades best, but it's a pity."

The underworld sighed, a touch of sadness flashed on the demonic face, and the sad sigh seemed to hurt the ghost girl's incomprehension.

"Abyss, your hypocrisy is disgusting"

The ghost girl told the real name of the underworld, and her language was sarcastic, in this place, only the two of them, who knew each other very well, naturally would not be moved by this false performance.

Hades turned around, with a straight face, and sighed lightly, "I, never lie."

A ghost girl smiled coldly from the sedan chair, "Your words are the biggest lie!"

"Hades, don't blame me for not reminding you, this world is different, your absurdity will only bring you death"

When the words fell, the ghost girl didn't want to waste time here, she thought lightly in her mouth, black and white impermanence opened the way, the bull head and horse face carried the sedan chair, and the ghost sedan chair slowly left, and disappeared after a while.

"Death, I'm looking forward to it"

The underworld caressed the demon knife, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes, allowing the blade to cut through his fingers as if he didn't know, and a trace of blood was left along the blade, making this cold knife even more demonic.

The demon knife did not refuse the blood of the underworld, but it did not admit its identity, but it was quietly inserted on the altar, and the blood was extinguished, and it did not move.

Hades looked at the demon knife quietly, and after a long time, he smiled softly, "Demon knife, demon knife, I will wait for the day you are born, and watch you dye the whole world the most wonderful blood."

……

What happened in the main hall, Ning Chen didn't know, he didn't look back after he left, he knew very well that the sword of the evil sect was not his, he couldn't move it and couldn't take it away, but he hid the wooden boat next to the weak water, and the others didn't want to come in.

Ning Chen was in a very bad mood, and he kept chattering all the way.

Ning Chen admitted that he didn't have a big heart, and what he couldn't get, others couldn't get.

As for whether the person in the ghost sedan chair can take away the pair of swords, it is not something he can control, although he is very unhappy, but he really has no choice.

Now he can't even beat the bull head and horse face that carries the sedan chair, let alone the people or ghosts in the ghost sedan chair.

The little white horse was still red all over, even a little hot, and it really looked like it had been cooked.

"Whew" The little white horse can't say anything about his suffering, and he doesn't dare to complain.

Tell you to eat indiscriminately, Ning Chen gloated.

He still has a lot of resentment about not being able to take the sword, and seeing that the little white horse can't die for a while and a half, he will be uncomfortable for a few days at most, so he doesn't care about it anymore.

"Bear with me, by the way, where did I just go?"

After Ning Chen came out of the illusion, he talked a lot more, and became chattering, in fact, it is not difficult to understand, anyone who is trapped in the illusion does not know how many days, months or years, there is no living person around, not even a cockroach, some are just groups of Yin soldiers, Yin Riders, even if they are not crazy, they will be perverted.

The little white horse was very painful, basically ignoring what Ning Chen was saying, and occasionally snorted, but he was also annoyed by the chatter, and expressed his protest.

It's a pity that Ning Chen didn't care about its protest at all.

In his opinion at this moment, the protest of the little white horse is also cute.

In other words, as long as it is alive, it is cute.

Behind the hall of the Netherworld is a barren place, with potholes and boulders erected at random, and the strange and strange terrain is not visible at a glance, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Ning Chen's brows furrowed, he didn't like this place, not to mention that it was difficult to leave if the yin qi was too heavy.

He is disabled, and it is more difficult than ordinary people to walk on flat ground, and now let him walk on this strange terrain, isn't it his life.

Ning Chen looked at the little white horse, measured the latter's system, and finally gave up, this guy doesn't look like a few taels of meat, whether he can move him or not, don't throw him again.

In the past, I jumped off a cliff and broke my leg, and it is not worth it to knock my face again.

Think about it, his life is actually big enough, he didn't fall to his death after jumping off the cliff, he didn't know what he hit after he fell, and he didn't die in the illusion today, he was rescued by the little white horse, and they all said that good people don't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, but no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a bad person, right?

The ancients said, the ancients said, the ancients said so many things, it seems that there are always mistakes.

"Xiaobai, do you say I'm a good person?"

Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and asked as he struggled to climb the small pit.

"Whew"

Even though the little white horse was uncomfortable, he couldn't help but express his disdain.

"I knew you thought so, too"

Ning Chenle's eyebrows opened and smiled, and said.

"Whew"

The little white horse rolled his eyes and ignored the shameless human.

"Wait"

Ning Chen's hands suddenly stiffened, and he looked up at the surrounding terrain, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Isn't this the legendary Eighteen Hells?

Ning Chen frowned, thought about it and thought, in his previous life, he didn't dabble in myths and legends, so he didn't remember very clearly, behind the Netherworld Palace, was there an eighteen layers of hell?

Ning Chen sighed in his heart, he hated less when the book was used, it was really true, he knew that he had read more books about myths and legends before.

I don't know how long I walked, but one man and one horse ate all the dry food they brought, and their throats were so dry that they smoked, but they found that this strange place seemed to never come to an end.

"Xiaobai, we won't starve to death and die of thirst here, right?"

Ning Chen slowly turned his wheelchair, unable to speak.

"Whew"

The little white pony turned his head and snorted, signaling that they could go back the way they came.

Ning Chen was silent for a moment, but still shook his head, he always felt that there was some terrible monster guarding behind him, so he never dared to have the idea of turning back.

"Whew"

The little white horse continued to walk forward, meaning that if he didn't return, he wouldn't return, and he would die together.

"Righteousness"

Ning Chen was very satisfied with the little white horse's attitude, grinning hard, he decided that if he could survive, he would definitely be a little better for this guy.

"Ugh"

After walking for another half a day, just when the oil and the lamp were exhausted and the strength was about to be exhausted, on the wheelchair, Ning Chen's body suddenly trembled, and he let out a long snort of pain in his mouth.

"Be honest with me"

Ning Chen was furious and shouted violently, when has it been, these two guys are still engaged in infighting.

The little white horse was startled and looked at Ning Chen, not knowing why.

The two pages of gold paper seem to be natural opponents, and when the true qi in the sea of qi is still sufficient, they can barely coexist, however, now that the true qi in the sea of dantian qi has almost dispersed, the two pages of gold paper can no longer maintain peace.

Ning Chen's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm going to die here, and the two of you have to be buried together, so it's best to give me a little peace."

"Buzz"

The two pages of gold paper trembled, as if they understood, and they stopped fighting and gradually subsided.

"What a damn world, even a piece of torn paper can become a fine"

Ning Chen cursed in a bad mood, and then, a thought flashed through his mind, a thought that even he thought was ridiculous.

But he'd seen all the ridiculous things, and he didn't have to try this time.

Urging the last trace of true qi to submerge into the golden paper collected on the altar, Ning Chen sank his mind and said, "Listen, now we are grasshoppers tied to a rope, since you are from this netherworld, you naturally know how to get out, if you don't want to be buried here forever with me, come out and show the way."

The golden paper was silent for a while, and then it really flew out of Ning Chen's sea of qi, on the paper, the golden light was bright, and the dazzling light shone into the distance, and faintly, a large black crack was faintly visible.

"Fuck me"

This time, Ning Chen finally couldn't help but burst into foul mouth, where they had already walked through, but there was no crack at all at that time.

"Herod"

The little white horse excitedly raised his front hooves and called out the correct call for the first time in his life, and no longer snorted and pretended to be dumb.

The little white horse ran fast and abandoned Ning Chen without righteousness.

"White-Eyed Wolf"

Ning Chen scolded angrily, turned his wheelchair with both hands, and walked slowly and staggeringly towards the big crack.

This place is really annoying with potholes......

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