On June 16, in the early morning, outside Xingchuan's house, above the air, a handsome-looking young man stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes sweeping over a window on the second floor.

The window was pulled up by a pink curtain, blocking the view from the outside, he didn't stay long, continued to look around, and couldn't see any demons and monsters.

Is it too early? He was puzzled in his heart, and suddenly felt a strange power fluctuation coming from Xingchuan's bedroom, his eyes sharpened, and his figure flickered.

At the same time, inside the pink room, a pitch-black crack opened, and out of it came a skeletal head, covered in a wide, black and broken cloak, and holding a gleaming scythe.

It floated to the sleeping Hoshikawa Masa's bed and raised its scythe to slash down.

A fluttering voice sounded from behind, "It's a very dangerous thing to randomly break into a girl's bedroom." ”

It was frightened, and spun around in the air, two ghost fires burning in its eyeballless eye sockets, and its voice was hoarse like two pieces of iron rubbing, "Can you see me?" ”

Muto Qing sighed with a rather lamented face: "You should really thank them, if it was me before, you would have already lost your soul, and now I know how to be a little gentle, and say, who sent you?" What is the purpose? ”

The edge of the tattered cloak did not move, but it did not reply, but raised the great scythe and slashed down diagonally, the light of the knife as cold as a touch of snow.

Muto Qing raised his hand, not even a spell was used, relying on the flesh close to the immortal, he easily clasped the sickle with his fingers, and said leisurely: "Do you choose death?" ”

It looked at the scythe that was held, didn't say a word, let go of its hand, knelt directly on the ground, and said in a reversed tone: "Daxian spares his life, the little ghost has eyes and no beads, and he doesn't recognize your majesty." ”

"If you pat yourself on the back, save it, for the sake of you really don't have eyeballs, I don't care about you, why do you want to shoot at this girl?" Muto Qing's fingers pressed slightly, and the big scythe turned into fine dust and dissipated in the air.

When the skeleton ghost saw this scene, he was so frightened that he hurriedly shook the matter out and said, "Vhor has taken a fancy to this girl and wants to marry her, so why did he send the little ghost to come and seduce the soul." ”

"Why did she faint three days ago?"

"If you want to hook the soul of a person whose longevity is not finished, you can't hook it away at once, you must shake it once, and after three days, you can hook the soul again, so as to keep the soul safe."

The skeleton ghost knows everything and says everything, fully showing the qualifications of the two-legged man.

Muto Qing looked at the sleeping Hoshikawa Masa, and the killing intent in his heart increased sharply, and said, "Go back and tell Fu Thunder God that if you don't want to die, just be honest with me." ”

"The little ghost must tell me," the skeleton ghost head was pressed to the ground, thinking that he had saved a ghost's life.

With a wave of his hand, he realized that the other party's head was against the ground and could not be seen, so he said, "You can get out." ”

The skeleton breathed a sigh of relief, kept a low profile, and said, "The little ghost obeys, let's get out." ”

It floated up in the air, slowly burrowing into that crack, Muto Qing cast a protective spell on Xingchuan with one hand, and pinched it with the other, and the person turned into a streamer, slightly attached to the broken cloak, and followed it into the realm of the dead, the Yellow Spring.

The sky was blood-red, and the shadow of the moon and sun could not be seen, and the dusky clouds floated on it, and the entire Yellow Spring was shrouded in a blood-colored halo.

There were no trees, but the bones of huge beasts left behind for a long time were everywhere, and the occasional stream floated with brains or eyeballs.

The skeleton ghost returned here, the crack behind it closed, and it cursed angrily: "What a thing, if it weren't for my kindness, a mere human would have been cut with a knife!" ”

While boasting about itself, it flew towards the main hall where the god of Vorthunder was.

The hall was made of white bones and had a lustrous exterior, towering over the top of a bare bluestone mountain, guarded by skeletal soldiers at the door.

It floated over and said haughtily, "Open the door, I have something important to tell the god of thunder." ”

Creak, the bone gate slowly opened to both sides, and it floated into it without touching the ground, going around all the way, and finally came to a hall.

Dozens of thick bone pillars supported the dome, and a wild boar of similar size to a human sat on a throne and slept, covered in black pig hair, shining like steel needles, supporting the pig's head with its hooves, and a black steel fork in the reach of its hooves.

The skeleton ghost floated over, and no longer had a high-spirited posture, and flattered: "God Fulei, the little ghost is back." ”

Voreshen opened his eyes, lightning flashed, and said lightly: "What about that girl?" ”

The skeleton ghost leaned over and said bitterly: "Great God, the little ghost could have completed the task, but unexpectedly killed a human halfway to disrupt the situation, and after a hard battle, the little ghost could not win, so he had to rush over desperately to report to the great god." ”

It was furious, every pig hair stood up, electric light flashed on the surface, and shouted, "Rubbish! ”

"Great god spare me," the skeleton ghost hurriedly begged for mercy, lowering his posture to a dusty attitude.

Vorthunder snorted, got up from the throne and said, "You dare to interfere with my marriage, that human being is tired of life, fork." ”

With a move of its hoof, the steel fork flew off the ground, piercing its hoof, and then through its heart, all the way out of its right hoof.

Boom, two pigs' trotters were thrown on the floor of the hall, blood gushing, Vthor stared wide-eyed, and looked sideways to the left, "You?!" ”

Muto Qing held the end of the steel fork and said indifferently: "You don't want a steel fork, I'll give it to you." ”

"Bastard," Vtre said these two words, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and his eyes lost their brightness.

The skeleton ghost trembled with fear, his eyes fluttering, and he didn't know what to say.

Muto Qing pulled out a steel fork and threw it at the skeleton ghost, nailing it to the floor, and the two ghost fires were extinguished.

This little ghost cursed him a lot along the way, and he didn't kill or be happy.

"The goal has been achieved, but it's rare to come to Huangquan, so let's just make a big fuss, let these ghosts understand, and don't come to provoke me."

Muto Qing muttered, pinching the trick with one hand, and the earthquake trembled, as if there was a peerless beast trying to break free from the shackles of the ground, and the ground gradually rose.

Boom, thunderous sound exploded, the palace made of white bones shook, cracked from it, the land grew again for thousands of meters, and rolling stones fell, even the palace was no exception.

The ghosts panicked and could only fall with them.

When the mountain stopped, it was already the first peak of the Yellow Spring, Mu Tengqing stood on the edge and looked down, the entire Yellow Spring came into view, and said loudly: "Which one is the Lord of the Yellow Spring?" ”

The sound is stirring, spreading to every corner of Huangquan and echoing in the world.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in Yellow Springs?" In response, the blood-colored sky in the northwest suddenly darkened, and countless pitch-black and energetic hairs erupted from the bottom, forming a black curtain that covered the sky, and the scene was terrifying.

Muto Qing replied lightly: "The one who beat you." ”