Bai Tang said: "There will be someone to take care of!" ”

The woman nodded, holding her son and slowly disappearing.

Her back was particularly desolate, and Bai Tang's chest was extremely stuffy.

The ghosts and monsters were chaotic before, and he had also seen dead people, batch by batch, and he originally thought that he was used to seeing life and death.

But today, he found that no, he was still a mortal, he couldn't be transcendent.

The death he had seen was always like a layer apart, and he only saw the dead at that time, and he thought that the unwavering heart when facing the corpse was a kind of state of mind growth.

It was only now, at this moment, that he realized that no, that what he thought was "peaceful" at that time was only because that death was not so profound.

The mother's eyes were too clear and cool, and the pathos in them was too vivid, so directly spread out to the bottom of his heart, so that his attitude of watching on the wall completely collapsed.

He won't forcibly stop the inevitable war, Bai Tang thought, but these most ordinary people, he has to find a way to protect them.

At this moment, he seemed to have found his place in this already chaotic world.

……

After Mo Yu came to City B, the ghost head that was trembling around him finally showed a flattering smile, and his mouth opened to catch a reward charm that Mo Yu ran over, and rolled away.

The night breeze blew quietly, bringing with it a strange smell, the smell of a former acquaintance.

The moonlight sprinkled down like flowing water, shining the whole city into a cold place, the lights in each building were turned off early, and the street lamps were still lingering, dutifully emitting a faint light.

"Fan is helpless." The figure was still on the top of the tall building, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Mo Yu, "Don't come unharmed." ”

Mo Yu looked at him coldly and said, "Zhang Kui, you are still alive." ”

Zhang Kui, good deeds, can travel 1,500 miles a day, is one of the most prestigious people in the Shang Dynasty, that person also died many, many years ago, was named the Seven Killing Stars, but after a thousand years in the heavens, he rebelled against the lower realm, when the heavenly court descended to the Huanghuang Tianwei, the three righteous gods and twenty-eight heavenly immortals wanted him from all over the world, and even the underworld sent two major yin commanders of black and white impermanence to pursue him.

At that time, Zhang Kui did die in the Northern Underworld, and even Heavenly Court made up for the position of the Seven Killing Stars.

After many years, I never imagined that we would meet here.

Zhang Kui is an eight-foot-tall man with a beard, like a coolie who first appeared on the street, his eyes are cold after vicissitudes, he wears a black cloth robe, and there is a coldness and silence that can only be precipitated by endless years, holding the steel knife he became famous with both hands, and standing in the middle of the road like a shadow.

Hearing Mo Yu speak, he rolled his eyelids and said, "TOEFL, I'm not dead." ”

Mo Yu nodded, looking at it and had no intention of eliminating harm for Heavenly Court, he only said calmly: "You have something?" ”

Zhang Kui said: "You didn't see the beautiful lamp at the city gate?" ”

Look, the four city gates that have been open for decades are still wide open, Mo Yu entered the city from the west city gate, and there was a four-layer all-wood carved dragon pillar golden palace lamp hanging on the city gate, the light in the lamp was dizzy, and a beautiful woman's head was placed on it, and the beauty was peerless.

The city has become a private city in silence.

Bai Tang didn't realize it when he was in it, but Mo Yu came from a hundred miles away, and found that when he arrived in this city,

This whole city seems to have been forcibly pulled out of the map of China, although it is still standing in the original place, but from a distance, it looks like a mirage.

No mortal can enter this city, and no mortal can see this city.

When Mo Yu came in, he did hear the four-layer all-wood carved dragon pillar golden palace lamp soul on the head of the city asking, but it was just a wisp of geism, and it was also a geist soul when the sky turned upside down, so it was impossible to threaten him, so he didn't pay attention.

He looked at Zhang Kui and said, "See, what?" ”

Zhang Kui said: "No, you don't want to talk to the lamp, someone called me to ask, what do you want to do?" ”

Mo Yu ignored his semi-threatening words, and said, "I'm here to find someone, the king of the Lotus Mansion of the underworld." ”

Last night's news spread quickly, even if the breath of Na Lian Nee only exploded for a moment, those little ghosts who had always been sensitive to the breath of the underworld also caught it, and the word spread that night, and today, this city was stripped of life and became a city that suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Kui smiled, didn't go around the corner, and said, "The person is here, but you can't take it away." ”

Mo Yu's eyes finally sharpened, as if the war drum in his heart was beaten all of a sudden, the beating of the drum made his originally cold and lonely body hot, and the black eyes were as bright as a demon, and a mourning stick floated in his hand.

Zhang Kui touched his knife, a little lazy to move, only felt that Xi Ming was too useless, and something went wrong at this time, otherwise this kind of work of sending people would not be his turn.

The moonlight is bright, and the sword light is like a captivating city.

The two figures finally collided together, and in an instant, the yin aura overflowed, and the two figures were like lightning.

But when people of their level do it, they always pay attention not to skill, but to strength.

For Mo Yu, no matter how famous Zhang Kui is, it is also a hurdle that he has to defeat, a hurdle that he must overcome on the way to find Xie Bi'an, and a stone that must be removed.

And for Zhang Kui, Mo pardon is one of his tasks, either fight or kill.

They fought fiercely and fiercely, as if they had a deep hatred for each other.

The ghost roared, the sword was awe-inspiring, the stars were connected to the knife, and they frequently collided with the Hell Treasure Mourning Stick in a black wind.

Mo Yu's fingers kept delineating, and the agility was abnormal, and the fingertips kept gushing out black gas, and there were thousands of spells between moving and dodging.

Soul Eater, Soul Arrest, Soul Breaker...... One by one, it is as if all the places in them have turned into hell.

Zhang Kui's knife technique is pure and correct, fast and vicious, but when he sees Fu Cheng, he always has a knife, and his knife technique is meticulous, but with the danger and fierceness of bloodthirsty shots, he shrouds the ghostly ink pardon.

He practiced killing skills, and he also sharpened and fought on the battlefield where gods and demons coexisted, and later he was sealed as a seven-killing star, and experienced the pursuit of the gods, his knife was four feet long, but he had no weaknesses at all, and he was ruthless and powerful in long-range attacks and close combat, and the tip of the knife, the blade and even the handle of the knife were deadly weapons in his palm.

Where he is, within a radius of ten zhang, is his divine domain, and others entering this realm are like a desperate situation.

Mo Yu dodged and interspersed in the sword light net he weaved, and there was a black light in his hand that kept flickering, and when he moved, he was violently yin, but he still retreated step by step, smart and calm, his eyes were terrifyingly bright, and the random black tracksuit on his body had been torn in many places, revealing his bruised arms.

There is no blood, but the soul is cold.

About half an hour later, Zhang Kui was thick

The rough face showed a slight discoloration, the knife shape slowed down for a second, and the yin qi in Mo Yu's body was already beyond his means, showing a state of declining yin qi.

These two people are people who have experienced the precipitation of the years, they have little to say, and they don't talk nonsense when fighting, although they have fought for a short time, they are still in danger of attracting death, and there is no room for death.

Zhang Kui suddenly swept the knife, and when it reached Mo Yu's throat, he changed the knife to a vertical one, and from the chest downwards, he wanted to disembowel and split his stomach.

Mo Amnesty's mourning stick fluttered and swirled, colliding with the steel knife at the last moment, and the huge impact made Mo Yu retreat again and again.

Zhang Kui's knife was like superglue, sticking to the mourning stick and not letting go, the blade on the side of his hand, dragged it horizontally, scraped a layer of gray light on the mourning stick, and pushed it forward.

With a sound of "Zheng", the two fierce soldiers suddenly separated.

The yin wind haunts the ghosts, the starlight favors the fallen god, and the fierce soldiers have a monstrous aura, and the opportunity is a collision and collision, and the resonance of gold and iron.

"Oops!"

At this moment, a figure quickly came from far to near, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to the end, and the aftermath of the crisscrossing of the field was like a sharp blade, and the white ghost seemed to stop not far away.

"Old Mo, who is this person? Do you want his life? That man was born with a crisp young voice, and even if he said such murderous words, he was also sunny and energetic.

He just stood aside, like a black panther that would pounce and bite at any moment, and his peach blossom eyes were shining.

The forbidden soul talisman in Mo Yu's hand slid past Zhang Kui's blade, and suddenly scattered in the heavens and the earth, he stood still, like a cold ice sculpture, the mourning stick pointed diagonally at the ground, and his body was still surrounded by endless yin qi.

That Zhang Kuizhong was also carrying a steel knife, standing in the night breeze, his back was straight, and his eyes were cautious.

The qi of the two people locked on each other, and even now they didn't relax at all, they both had a thousand pounds of strength, just waiting for a chance to kill with one move.

Mo Yu's hand holding the mourning stick was extremely steady, but the other hand behind his back was a little shaky, Bai Tang had always had a poisonous eye, and he saw it clearly.

In this way, he had a score in his heart, and he looked at that Zhang Kui's gaze with extra caution.

Mo pardoned and said: "Lian Ni is in the city, Bai Tang, it's fatal!" ”

Bai Tang has always been obedient and listens, and with just one sentence, he knew that the person in front of him was going to stop them, and he was so resolute that Mo Yu moved to kill.

He thought for a moment and said, "That brother, are you sure you want to pick two?" The yin qi on his body is like a sea tide, but his heart is still relatively empty, after all, he has only barely replenished one-third of the yin qi he has replenished for a day, if he hadn't felt Mo Yu's yin qi fluctuating strongly, he wouldn't have come out at all.

Bai Tang and Mo Yu's yin qi came out of the same vein, and they echoed each other, and they were suddenly connected into a sea. The two of them loomed in the continuous yin qi, like two gods swimming in it, Bai Tang's voice unconsciously smiled a little, and said, "I just saw a person die today, and I really don't want to see blood again...... That Lotus is not a good thing, why do you say you are protecting him so desperately? ”

"We are civil servants in the prefecture who eat official food with official salaries, weigh it before you start, fight, we are not afraid, we are giving you a chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light!"

Zhang Kui wiped the steel knife in his hand, the steel knife seemed to be even more cold, and he said: "You are already in the city, it is not under my control, get out of the way." ”

Mo Yu's side face was like a blade, and he shook the mourning stick in his hand, and the wind was loud on the field.