The faint line of the painting had been lingering in front of his eyes, and he seemed to have realized that she had the upper hand, but for some reason the situation took a sharp turn, and he saw a black oppressive soul surrounding her.

It is rare for a lone soul to escape such a fate, and Fusheng thought of the sudden disappearance of the gray translucent body here.

The next second appears outside of the black-pressed soul. He looked inside through the narrow gap, and the stunningly colored face of the smoke was still so cold and dusty in this gray realm.

At this time, there was no fear on her face, her brows frowned slightly, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned with a little ridicule.

Fusheng was stunned for a moment, she was not afraid, so how could she still laugh?

"What are we waiting for, let's go up and swallow her together!" The voice of one of the geists broke the dead silence.

There are countless people who respond to the voice in the four places, and the secret way in Fusheng's heart is not good, so many wandering souls are not easy to control, if they rush up at this time, I am afraid that they can't protect her if they want to.

Yanluo, who had been lowering her head slightly, just smiled coldly when she heard this, and a faint blue and blue brilliance appeared between her eyebrows and eyes, and the wandering spirits that surrounded her swarmed up, and everyone grinned, with the joy of devouring fresh souls, and rushed towards Yanluo.

The wandering spirits encountered in mid-air, but Yanluo turned into a blue light and shone a few times, but the kung fu of blinking an eye disappeared.

Those spirits who lost their targets and collided with each other grinned and fought with each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic, and the souls continued to disappear into invisibility.

Fusheng looked at the situation in front of him very unexpectedly, these wandering spirits were fighting each other, as if the one on the other side was not someone else, but his own enemy.

The floating beings carefully identified the location of the wandering spirits. It looks like someone has cast some kind of spell.

"Ecstasy?" Shocked, this little woman is really not to be underestimated.

He didn't laugh angrily, and the blue light dissipated between the dances of his long arms, and the wandering spirits suddenly woke up from a dream and thanked the floating beings.

"The soul of the feather demon belongs to me!"

When the spirits heard this, they fell into an unspeakable dead silence again, looked left and right, and then dropped a sentence and flew towards the dungeon.

The man is gone. But the voice swirled in mid-air, "If anyone dares to touch her." It's my mortal enemy! ”

"Yes! Floating Lady! The spirits bowed down and watched the floating beings leave.

Fusheng flew for a while and said, "I've flown far enough, now I can show up!" ”

After finishing speaking, the blue and blue light in front of him shone out, and a pretty figure appeared in front of Fusheng, "Thank you, Lord Fusheng, for coming to the rescue!" ”

"Hmph. You don't need Buddha-figure care at all! ”

"Surprised-sama angry? But if Yanluo doesn't use ecstasy, I'm afraid there will be more casualties! Yanluo had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes followed the floating life.

Fusheng suddenly stopped in mid-air, and Yanluo almost hit Fusheng's body. She touched her nose embarrassedly.

The floating blue eyes widened as big as copper bells, "So, I should thank you for showing mercy to my Mengjie Wandering Soul subordinates?" ”

"That's not what Yanluo meant! Don't get me wrong! Yanluo has no intention of being an enemy of the Mongolian realm! Although I came here because of the design of the Dream Demon. But I really came to see you! The sincerity in Yanluo's eyes can be experienced by floating life.

Yanluo looked at Fusheng and seemed to listen to what she said, so she continued, "Yanluo wants to know the whereabouts of her mother, and please fulfill it!" ”

Fusheng glanced at Yanluo. There was some incomprehensible meaning in his eyes, and he said as if he had never heard it: I sent you out of here, and never come back!

Saying that, Yanluo only felt his body. It seems to be flying outward under the action of external forces, and the speed is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the figure had turned into a small gray image, and soon disappeared into the gray smoke.

"Floating Lady! Smoke won't go! ”

Yanluo summoned Shahua's Acacia Beans again, although she couldn't fully control the ability to shuttle in an instant, it was no problem to set up shuttles for short distances.

The acacia beans in his palm shone with a faint luster, and Yanluo whispered to him, "Shahua, take me to see Fusheng!" ”

Acacia Beans seemed to hear it, and a large red light appeared in an instant, and Yan Luo's slender figure instantly disappeared into the red light, and soon disappeared into the gray and misty world.

But in the blink of an eye, he was already in the depths of the underground palace, and the inside was not gray, but dim.

There is a faint candle flame swaying in the corridor of the underground palace, looming, like a ghost fire in the mortal world. Yanluo is not afraid at all, and he is also a ghost, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

There seemed to be a figure in front of him who quickly swiped by, and Yanluo only heard a loud sound, and the water sleeve on his right arm was cut for a long time.

Yan Luo simply stood in place, constantly running back and forth around his body.

Yanluo was dazzled by him, and wanted to say something.

An eerie voice sounded in my ears: "Dare to break into the underground palace of the Mengjie realm, you are impatient!" ”

"Yanluo is not here to break into the underground palace, Yanluo is here to ask Lord Fusheng to do me a favor!"

"Mistress Floating Living? Why do you see the floating life? The voice came from far and near, and suddenly lit up in front of him, and compared to the previous dimness, it was a world of difference, and the four walls were brilliantly lit.

The underground palace here is different from Yanluo's imagination, it is not a terrible place, but all the colors are mainly white, the huge palace can not be seen at a glance, but there is nothing in the four corners.

Yanluo was looking curiously, and suddenly a figure flashed in front of her, and her arms seemed to be tied by something, and they were cut behind her back.

"Let go of me!"

The figure flickered, and a handsome man suddenly appeared in front of him, "Mother, do you say this is a demon?" ”

"Meng'er, stop! There is something serious to do for my mother! ”

The little beautiful man blew the hair that covered his right eye, made a gesture that he thought was very handsome, and said, "Mother, this underground palace is deserted all day long, how good it would be for one more banshee to play with me here!" ”

"Meng'er, you're messing around again!" Yanluo finally saw clearly that this woman with a very gloomy voice was a middle-aged woman with a kind face in plain clothes.

She was dressed in a white dress, and compared to the gray of the Mongolian world, this whiteness was really peerless and independent.

"This lady, Yanluo is here to find Lord Fusheng, please pass on a message on your behalf, and say that the feather demon Yanluo is here to visit!"

"Mother, she's really a feather demon! That's not the person Uncle Wuxiang often mentions! ”

"Dreams!" The middle-aged woman cast a stern look at her, and the little beautiful man stopped.

"Okay, I won't talk about going to Uncle Fusheng to play!" A gust of wind like a little beautiful man disappeared.

"Hey, don't go! Is the uncle you talking about without facial features? The voice of the smoke reverberated through the empty palace.

The middle-aged woman approached Yanluo, who seemed to smell a breath similar to her own, and she moved her lips slightly but didn't speak.

The woman said viciously, "Lord Fusheng let you go twice, but you refused to leave, is it because you are begging for death?" “

Yanluo frowned: "I want to find my mother, what's wrong with that?" If your dream was without your mother, would you still be as happy as you are now? At this point, a tear suddenly crossed Yanluo's face. She had never been so weak in front of strangers.

When the woman saw the tears on her face, she just flew away, and she was long gone when she wanted to say something. (To be continued) R580