After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

The iron rod kept pounding against the floor, resounding throughout the valley.

The sound of mournful crying in the distance was matched, the sound of percussion.

Branches grew from the walls around him,

White liquids began to emerge from the ground, enveloping the three spirits step by step.

A soldier slashed at Chen Mo with a knife, Chen Mo pretended to hold his head with both hands, and the soldier was far away by the light bullets emitted by the watch.

Several waves came up, and they were all hard at Chen Mo's place, and they couldn't get a good deal.

The head of the Mortal Soldier had no choice but to say

"I'll let you go today, and I won't be like your little minion."

Haha, "Chen Mo thought in his heart, it's up to you"!

Wu Chang, Bai Fei and others dared to come in a hurry.

Several people looked nervous, and the escort escorted them away in a special car.

The faint scent of mandala flowers wafted into the car window, he was so psychedelic, enchanting, and comforting the restless and lonely heart.

The people in the car looked out the window, and the darkness of the underworld was overwhelmingly gloomy.

Thick black-gray clouds, hovering over the depression.

It seems to fall down at any moment and overwhelm the place, and sometimes a few lightning bolts are accompanied by it.

Wu Chang: The regent took advantage of the death of the demon king and prepared to replace him.

The soldiers swore to resist to the death for three days and three nights.

Before he could finish speaking, the train was struck in half by lightning.

Then the free-style fall

In the end, everyone landed steadily in the flowers of the mandosawa.

At this time, the red totem and black flag in the city fluttered under the city.

The red magma, along the cracked surface, is surrounded by emitting, and the black smoke can swallow these fighting creatures at any time.

The Demon Realm elders were anxious at this time, but they were not afraid.

The elders were all alive and well when the Demon Domain was first established, and a small rebellion still couldn't be scared.

They were in a hurry, but they were afraid that the seal of the Ancient Demonic Beast would be unlocked.

And a little blood in the world

Underground demonic beasts, although they can't be seen, can feel that they are ready to break the seal.

At this time, a young figure appeared on the city tower.

His appearance immediately caused a burst of fighting, and his weapons were also a variety of cold weapons.

He waved the flag with all his might

Until he was shot through the heart with a crossbow, the young body instantly turned into nothing with the black wind and sand...

At this time, in the corner of the Lechuan River in the Demon Domain, several people were very vigilant, holding weapons and looking left and right to protect the people inside.

At the same time, they hinted to each other and said that they were ready to sacrifice themselves for this at any time.

Chen Mo was in the crowd, cold sweat broke out on his palms and forehead.

The underworld can also encounter rebellions, and this luck is really not Gai's, it's Erhagai's."

Wu Chang retreated into the protective circle and said to Mr. Chen, who was squatting, "Don't be afraid, we will protect you"

Chen Mo trembled and nodded lightly.

What's so strange about that tomb, it's actually linked to the underworld.

"Murderer, murderer, murderer"

How can I have the idea of a murderer.

"Lao Tzu's big zongzi didn't touch it, but I encountered something more powerful than zongzi"

"Real ghosts, real ghosts, real ghosts" no one believed it.

The boat at dusk passes under the Lethe Bridge, and the people sitting in the boat.

Keeping a keen eye on the outside, they peered out through the window of the cabin.

Between the few fairy spirits, rows of magnificent ancient buildings gradually disappeared and receded.

The walls of the large stone blocks are scattered to form a wall, which is intimate and strange.

On the roof, the mythical beast stood in all directions of the building, still solemn and gloomy, watching the beings coming and going.

The people on the boat said goodbye silently.

The grass on the banks of the Lethe River has long since withered, and only the mandala is still blooming so beautifully as before.

Like a burning flame, like a blood-sucking spirit, red and pure.

Separation is normal for them.

Chen Mo looked at the flowers on the shore, looked at the crowd, and suddenly became poetic.

"The flowers bloom and the leaves fall forever, and the ruthlessness and righteousness are the flowers."

The morning mist shone on the turquoise waters, and a few small boats drifted briskly past the river.

The boat went up the river with nine bends and eighteen turns.

At this time, the people on the riverbank had already prepared to shoot ten thousand arrows, and those flying arrows slashed through the sky.

They flew around the boat at the speed of light, and disappeared instantly when they touched the aperture outside the boat.

The photon energy cannon sandwiched between the river bank struck the boat in an instant.

Apparently these are useless. The people on the riverbank looked a little discouraged after a few attempts.

Yan Xiaohan's watch glowed white.

The pursuers on the riverbank stared dead at the boats in the Lethe River.

The soldiers were clearly in a hurry and wanted to continue the pursuit.

The leader smiled sinily and with a bit of schadenfreude, and immediately withdrew his troops.

"It's here... Here we are..."The tension of the people in the boat gradually eased somewhat.

Wu Chang: Senior, you are not with us.

The old man touched his white beard and looked at the sky above the underworld,

"The ferryman never goes ashore, and everything in the world has a fixed number."

After saying that, he disappeared on the bank of the Lethe River.

Tiny rocks and sand make a deep and shallow sound under our feet, and we struggled along the ancient Mandala Grand Canyon.

The temperature seems to be dropping and the sky is starting to drizzle.

It's a little sour, I don't know if it's because the underworld is polluted and it rains acid. Chen Mo thought about it openly.

The escort Chen Mo and a few people began to be a little overwhelmed, and the sudden drop in temperature.

They shivered and clasped their hands

to yourself.

Although it is cold, it is very strong-willed.

They walked against the inside of the cliff in the hope of reducing the resistance of the wind and sheltering from the wind and rain.

The large black marks on the strange walls attracted Chen Mo.

Chen Mo touched them with his hand, very uneven, looked sideways, and looked at the wall.

The black mark on the wall obscures two-thirds of the cliff, as if undeveloped coal was burned.

Chen Mo: These coal minerals are easy to say, they are hundreds of millions of years old, and there may be gems and agate on them.

"I wonder if there will be tombs in the underworld, those."

Wu Chang walked by and said, "We don't have a tomb here, but there are ghosts working part-time in the tomb."

Mr. Chen "is a big zongzi, a ghost".

We are short of resources right now, and if anyone knew that there was such a good coal here, they would definitely develop it.

Suddenly, there were several thunderbolts in the sky, which frightened Chen Mo's heart thumping.

The thunder and lightning broke in the sky, only hitting the rocks on the cliff wall, and the cliff rocks sparked everywhere and burned excitedly.

In an instant, the Mandala Grand Canyon was illuminated, and the gravel crackled and slid down, and the slightest mistake would have been hit.

Everyone dodged in time, and their lives were not in danger.

The five of them looked at each other, looking at the dark skin, the exploding head, and the smoke coming out of their mouths.

Hahaha laughed, and the laughing man turned on his back.

A few suave ghosts, now like this.

Mr. Chen quipped:

Non-mainstream kill Matt black and white impermanence

"Ha, ha, ha"

If everyone knows that the spokesperson says that black and white are impermanent, bull-headed and horse-faced.

The non-mainstream is definitely catching on again

When the time comes, I will make a lot of money, and I will definitely be unable to count the number of people who have come to me to handle the case.

“fashion，fashion，fashion... What a hit, traffic, fashion.

Dududu, Mr. Chen Mo? We are my.com

We did an interview with a few of your friends last time, and the reward is in your account.

Not enough, we're fighting

We are the "my" platform, and we launch non-mainstream peripheral products of ghosts....

There are new samples again .... It's been mailed to you ....

Dear passengers, Underworld Line 444 is broadcasting here:

The final stop has arrived, everyone is welcome to join the seven-day tour of the underworld, please bring your own luggage. Have a great trip.

Chen Mo's underworld tour group, group members get ready.

As soon as the broadcast was finished, Chen Mo found that he was already standing at the Lechuan Ferry.

The surroundings of this place are pitch black, and it seems to have lost the solemnity of the past, and there is a strange atmosphere.

Unlike when I first arrived, the ghosts were gone with him.

Only the mandala is still the same as when it came, and it is red and charming.

Mr. Chen walked all the way along the path in the middle of Mantuo Shaohua and walked to the entrance of the underworld town.

It's a crowded place, with a few children chasing each other with windmills.

Young men and women hold hands and pull children, picking out items from the street.

The street vendor looked at Chen Mo meaningfully.

It didn't take long for the landslide to crack, the earth to pieces, and the magma to pop out in an instant.

A monster covered in fire ran out of the ground.

Devouring the lively and happy crowd just now, the crowd kept letting out bursts of screams.

Chen Mo stood still, forgetting to move his steps.

Lonely old man on the left, alone admiring in the corner.

He was somewhat similar to the old man on the ferry, and he didn't wait for Chen Mo to speak.

The old man disappeared in front of him, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

Before Chen Mo's forehead could react, he drew a spell on his forehead.

Burst.... Chen Mo. Awakened by icy water.

The dry wood under the flame is burning, crackling, and the aroma of grilled fish greets you.

The charming aroma made Chen Mo's stomach growl, and he quickly opened his eyes.

Wu Chang: You're finally awake, that's great. It seems that the water given by the ferryman is really effective.

(End of chapter)

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