048 Night tour of the underworld, the soul returns to the hometown

"Anyone?" I shouted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIsn't it still in the Crystal Palace just now!

I remember very well that it took us a lot of effort to capture the nine-headed spirit, and the dragon king promised to let him go.

Everything is so clear and real that it doesn't look like a fake. Is it just dreaming now?

"Whew!" a gust of wind blew in his ears.

God, don't joke with me anymore! Even though I'm usually open-mouthed and unkempt, you won't tease me so much!

In the final analysis, I am also a good citizen of Datang!

The surrounding environment was cold and dark, and there was no anger at all. Whoever lives here will be unlucky, and maybe they will lose their life!

"Have you seen him?" someone tapped me on the shoulder.

This voice is delicate and weak, obviously a daughter's family. I was ecstatic that there would be someone in this place where birds don't, and it was a girl.

But at the same time, I also sighed for this girl, where to live is not good, but to live here!

I turned around, but my face turned pale.

This, where is this a girl like a flower!

The nails on the ten fingers were slender, and the pitch-black hair slept in front of the face like a waterfall, covering the entire face. A tattered red shirt was monotonous and boring, and all that caught his eye was the bright red of blood.

She felt as if she was standing in a pool of blood.

My legs went limp, desperately trying to get out of her sight. But with all his strength, he only took a few steps away from her.

I swear she's definitely not human, she's the kind of ghost that people often talk about.

I have no grievances with others, so naturally I won't be a ghost who comes to seek revenge.

Unless I'm on their territory, not when they find me. Instead, it became me looking for them.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but shudder. This is probably the place where people go when they die!

The female ghost in red saw that I didn't move for a long time, but she didn't entangle. Throwing the green silk to the side, Wu Zi changed his position, the orchid fingers twisted, and the mouth babbled and sang.

It turned out that it was also Zhang Qing's beautiful and lovely face, but there was a little indescribable sorrow between his eyebrows, and there was even a faint resentment.

I didn't want to stay here longer, so I chose a random direction and left.

If it was really in a dream, then all the roads would have no special meaning to me. It's all the same dead end anyway.

But what I never expected was that the road ahead became more and more uneven.

Several demons came out to stand in the way, threatening to pay for their lives or something.

One after another, fierce gods and evil spirits surged up, and I didn't have the slightest mana to fight them, so I could only blindly hide in Tibet.

But after all, the other party was a ghost, and it didn't take long for me to be surrounded by groups.

My whole body shook violently, and I sat down on the ground, watching the hideous faces get closer and closer to me.

I shouted "help!" and "help!" in my heart, but I couldn't spit out half a word of anything.

They were getting closer and closer to me, and I could already feel the pain of my whole body being torn apart, and it was worse than death.

Maybe this is my fate? I clenched my fists, but I still didn't want to accept my fate! I still had too many things to do, too many mysteries to solve.

Call me, tell me how can I leave in peace?

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in front of him, soft and not dazzling. But it was this soft light that swept away all the ghosts and saved my life.

A familiar voice sounded: "Bone Elf, suffer!"

I looked at the person who was speaking, and he was so high that he didn't dare to look at him directly. He has an innate majesty, but it is different from the aristocratic temperament of the Dragon Prince.

His majesty has no life that people dare not get close to, just like the old people of ordinary people's families, a kind of leisurely comfort after the vicissitudes of life.

Two unusual-looking guys, one on the left and one on the right, came over, scrambling to say something, what you said to me, roughly something: "Bone elf, you're worried about us to death!"

Looking at their worried looks, it doesn't look like they're pretending.

Strange to say, these two guys look like a cow and a horse, and they are not much stronger than the nine-headed spirit. But the more I looked at them, the more intimate I felt.

Judging by their appearance, there should be no doubt that they are bull-headed and horse-faced.

"Bone Elf, you have this fate! The teacher can't help you, he can only help you recover some mana. The man who saved my life said.

When did I have such a capable person as a master?

The bull head slapped me on the head: "Silly boy, even your master doesn't recognize you?"

Ma Mian sang and sang on the side: "How much ecstasy soup has been poured into this world, how long has it been since you left, and you have forgotten all about your home!"

I smiled and signaled that it wasn't like that. You have only seen the superficial phenomenon, how do you know the pain in my heart!

"Bone Elf!" held out his hand. He commanded.

Although I didn't know what he was going to do, I chose to trust him. This person should be my master.

The masters in the world all love their disciples, such as Cheng Yanjin and Swordsman are the best examples.

Between the palms of the palms, streams of warm currents flow into the limbs and hundreds of bones through the palms, and the whole body is comfortable.

I feel that there is a faint heat flow in the dantian, but with the protection of the master, I believe that he will be able to help me guide these spiritual powers.

I simply let go of my consciousness so that I can calm down and feel the reaction of this strange art.

But this force came in a strange way, and the more I tried to empty myself, the more I couldn't stabilize my mind.

Memories of the past flashed through my mind. Every scene is so clear and so unforgettable, how could I forget?

The feeling of churning in my body gradually subsided, and I hurriedly bowed my head and saluted: "The disciple is not filial!"

I sneaked a glance at Master, but it was okay and not angry. From the time we met until now, I, as a disciple, have not even done a salute, which is really too much. Fortunately, Master and his old man have a large amount of people, so they don't care about me.

I visited Master again: "Disciple Bone Elf participates in Master. ”

Master lovingly lifted me up: "Remember, bone elf! this is your primordial god, not the real you!"

What does it mean to not be the real me?

The memories I had just recovered were cluttered in my mind, and I couldn't make sense of them for a moment. I only felt that there was something in Master's words.

"Master, what do you mean?" I asked. After this village, there is no such shop!

I'm full of questions waiting to be answered.

But after all, I haven't been back to the underworld for some days, how can I forget it!

Master is a good person, he just loves to sell Guanzi.

No, the master's face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his eyes: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed! Bone Elf, take care!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand at me. Immediately, my whole body was filled with light again, and my whole body hung in the air.

It's exactly the same as when I first left the underworld, and my heart is not much like it was then.

Reluctance, excitement, trepidation. It's just that this time there is more confusion. is not only confused about the road ahead, but also worried about yourself.

"Bones?" the swordsman whispered my name.

I became conscious and opened my eyes.