Red as fire, white as snow, these are the two heavenly horses: red flame and frost.

Now the red flames are revolving around Han Feng, and a huge head is always arching in Han Feng's arms, constantly sprinkling coquettishness. However, Rushuang was probably because of the mare, and she seemed more reserved, quietly stopping in front of Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er, with a pair of big rabbit eyes, she couldn't help but look at He Yi and Tana.

Maybe it was because he smelled the breath of Ulan Balsi on Tana's body, and he had seen Tana in the Moon Palace, and his eyes were like frost, and he gradually became warm. But looking at He Yi's gaze, there was a hint of hostility. If it weren't for the smell of Korean wind on He Yi's body, it is estimated that he would have already taken a bite of it.

Zhao Feifei hurriedly hugged its neck, spoke softly, and told it carefully, like frost before settling down, sniffed on He Yi's body, and wiped it with his head, and finally recognized a housewife again, and it will be a family in the future, so that he can ride on himself.

Chiyan is as heartless as Han Feng. Anyway, except for Han Feng, it was impossible for anyone to ride on its back, so it only circled around Han Feng, and its only purpose was to ask for that extremely refreshing purple light aura.

As for the others, they were directly ignored by the two Pegasi.

This is the pride of Red Flame and Ruhuang, and it is also the pride of the Han family.

It's just that Zhao Feifei is really excessive, knowing that this heavenly horse is invincible, he actually said the words of horse racing, which made nearly 10,000 people present speechless. Seeing that it was about to be cold, the crazy brother had to take the initiative to come out to put out the fire, and drove the red flame to compete with He Yi's frost.

Su Cha and Valarilo and the other head masters and Tianmen disciples watched the two heavenly horses disappear into the galaxy like meteors, and then watched them come back far away, the time it took was also very short, but the victory and defeat had already been divided, and it was really as fast as lightning.

It's just that Han Feng's face is very bad, and he can't help but pull Chiyan's ears, chattering like a complaining woman:

"Why can't you win every time? Hmph, Lao Tzu finally knows why he has not been able to cheer up the man's majesty, it turns out that even the horse he raised is so afraid of his wife, how can he give birth to a son...... "I actually blamed all the resentment that I had fought for a long time on the horse.

Chi Yan turned his head to look at his master sadly, with a look of helplessness in his big eyes. That look was even more pitiful than Dou E, and it seemed to say: The master is like this, so I am afraid of the inside......

Han Feng's family was communicating with Aima, but they forgot about the rest of the people. I don't think Li Qiuhan has become interested in these two heavenly horses after adapting to the celestial weather.

Especially the red flame, the fiery red flame, made the Tang Emperor fall in love at first sight - if I had this mount back then, how could I have suffered so much, and actually sneaked all the way from Jingling to Xiaohai?

As soon as he got closer, Chi Yan stared at this person vigilantly, and at the same time, his size skyrocketed, and he suddenly doubled in size just now! At the same time, the hair on his body stood up, a mouthful of white teeth were exposed, and he kept snorting, obviously issuing a warning:

Don't come here, I'm very powerful! If you want to fight any bad ideas, you have to think about it! Also, Lao Tzu is a male, if you want to mate, you can find my master......

In short, the hostility was so palpable that the hooves of the large basin of the horse kept gouging the white clouds under their feet, and almost spewed fire from their nostrils. Fortunately, Han Feng saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly appeased, which made the Red Flame Boy settle down a little, glared at Han Feng inexplicably, and then flattered himself like frost.

"Dead Red Flame, stinky boy, I haven't given birth to a foal until now! Lao Tzu cursed you to exhaust yourself...... Horse Death! ”

Don't mention the housework of the Han family, just talk about the head lowering master. When Valarilo arrived in Heaven, he learned that the original penance of more than 100 years had finally seen the light of day, and whether he could become a god or an immortal or not, the future was still in the hands of the master of the Heavenly Gate, and the most important thing at the moment was to continue to practice.

I think that as long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to ascend to the heavenly realm again.

And the black-clothed people led by Su Cha are not all like this.

This so-called heavenly realm, beautiful is beautiful, but it is so empty and uninhabited, doesn't it mean that as long as there is an opportunity to occupy this place, they can dominate one side? When the time comes, I will also find a few horses to raise, and never let the master of the door be beautiful!

But how can we return to the heavenly realm? Could it be that you can only cultivate?

Greed is human nature. In other words, only by never being satisfied can we push humanity forward.

However, it is obviously very inappropriate to give birth to greed now.

Therefore, almost before Su Cha and the others were fully familiar with their thoughts, they suddenly felt that the things in front of them had suddenly changed, and they were no longer dreamlike and beautiful heavenly realms.

The originally bright and warm sun has disappeared, and the moon that has been bright and pure has become dim, and the smiling starlight in the sky has disappeared at this moment, and even the continuous white clouds around the feet have turned into boundless yellow sand.

And the rainbow that was once beautiful was now replaced by an infinite low hanging cloud, gloomy and overhead, as if it could crush itself into a meatloaf at any moment.

The rich and fresh vitality of heaven and earth before has disappeared at some point. There is only damp, dry, cold, scorching and other strange and incompatible air flowing between heaven and earth, heavy, as if in everyone's heart, there is a heavy sandbag, people can't help but want to open their mouths and breathe, otherwise they will suffocate under the pressure of heaven and earth and air!

In the vast yellow sand, there is a gloomy mountain with no peak in sight, and there is a faint figure, as if carrying a burden, climbing on the almost vertical cliff, and if you are not careful, you will fall to the ground in a miserable scream, and fall into a puddle of flesh.

What was even more terrifying was that the puddle of flesh quickly regained its human form, and even the burden on its shoulders was exactly the same, and it began to climb the mountain again, and every move was as stiff and merciless as a machine.

There is a castle on the side of the mountain, and from a distance, it is endless, and I don't know how far away. In the continuous yellow sand, it is like a black line, stretching out for a long time, without a sound, like a dead city.

It's just that on the tower of the city, there is a row of white lanterns, the light is dim, and it seems that it will be extinguished at any time. On both sides of the suspension bridge in front of the city gate, there is a flagpole erected on each side, although there is no wind, but the two flags on the flagpole are slowly fluttering, but because the distance is too far, so it is the same as the plaque on the city gate, and it is impossible to see what is written.

Su Cha was shocked in his heart, so he couldn't help but look back to see if there was a way out for the wreckage. I saw that the clouds behind him should have been vast, but now it has become a cliff moat, and only a chain bridge is connected to the opposite bank.

The chains are forested, the cold is pressing, and the bridge is cold and lifeless. Looking out, the water under the bridge was turbulent, and the Lang flowers were splashing, but there was no sound, but the shore was full of red flowers, blooming one after another, and the fragrance of the flowers was absent.

In a trance, I suddenly saw a black boulder erected on the bridge on my side, with three big characters on it, dripping with juice, as if someone had just written it.

The font is heavy, and there is a coercion on the face. The color is dark red, but it feels terrifying, as if there are countless undead who are about to struggle out of the stone.

With experience, Su Cha could see that it was all written in blood. And those three big characters are "Nai He Bridge"!

Sucha was shocked.

Southeast Asia has always been a vassal and vassal state of the Chinese dynasties, and its upper class not only learned the Chinese language, but also understood the Chinese culture. Here and now, this situation, this scene, this bridge, this word, I don't know that I have arrived in the underworld, this life is really in vain!

Is it just like that?

However, there are still so many unfulfilled wishes!

In the yang world, there are still so many riches that have not been squandered, there are so many beauties waiting to be conquered, and there are so many disciples and grandchildren waiting to honor themselves...... But now, it's just hanging up?

Who can be willing?

Su Cha is a master in black, and the rest of the people are also head descending masters, most of them recognize the three words "Nai He Bridge", combined with the big mountain, the porter who fell to his death, the cold iron rope and the blood-red and cold river, how do you not know that you have come to the underworld - the legendary underworld in China!

Is it really like that?

No one expected to die so easily, so without warning, so unexplained. For the head descenders, they are all the spokesmen of the god of death, and they are also the leaders of the god of death! They are only responsible for bringing the target to death, and as for whether the target dies well or not, they never take it to heart. It's just that I didn't expect that now that it was my turn, I was extremely unwilling.

"Sect master, but you deliberately tricked us into hell and sank forever?"

Su Cha looked at the porter who kept falling and climbing on the mountain, and his heart was ruthless, and he gritted his teeth and asked:

"If you want to fight or kill, the master of the door will just give orders! What kind of hero is he who starts in the dark? Even if Su Cha is trapped in the eighteenth layer of hell forever, he will definitely curse the master day and night, and he will never die well! ”

Although Valarilo would not be as decisive as Su Cha, he did not object, and looked directly at Han Feng and wanted an explanation.

Even if it is a traffic accident, there is always an accident identification from the traffic police, right? What are you doing to kill everyone all of a sudden?

Could it be that if you claim to be the master of the heavenly realm, you can condemn life and death at will?

The masters finally cultivated and were able to calm down, but once the black-clothed warriors and wizards behind Su Cha understood the real situation, they all made noise.

Of course, Han Feng is not afraid of these noises, but in order to convince people with virtue, he still needs to make a compassionate appearance, and when everyone's scolding is a little low, he laughs loudly:

"First there is Heaven, then there is Hell, you just want to ascend to Heaven and live forever, have you never thought that with the wrongs you have committed in your life, you will not be beaten down to hell and suffer the evil retribution of injustice?"

As soon as these words came out, Valarilo was suddenly gloomy, and Sucha and the others were immediately speechless.

There are some words, but ignorant believers in the world can, but now that they have gone to the underworld, and say some messy things that they don't even believe in, do they really want to deceive ghosts?