Chapter 110: The Battle of the Gods (Part II) One hundred and ten Mourn the dead

Entering the archer's palace, this time it was changed to Mo Chen's big head, and after Zheng Yi broke off, the two girls were sandwiched in the middle.

The fragrance of flowers in the hall is refreshing, and compared to every palace that everyone has passed through before, this place is simply heavenly. Even if they are replaced, there are few beautiful scenery in the space where they originally lived.

Mo Chen hunched his body, brushing away the flowers in front of him with his hands, and walked forward with his legs.

A few chirping melodious birdsongs hovered over everyone's heads, and Mo Chen looked up and saw three or two brightly colored birds, happily chasing each other.

This situation and this scene are really unbelievable, this is the same as those palaces before, the same as the dangerous hall of the twelve constellations.

Mo Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If I hadn't reminded myself all the time, where is this, I'm afraid I would really have to go out for an outing." ”

No one answered behind him, Mo Chen subconsciously looked back, it didn't matter what he saw, he was stunned.

Because in the entire hall, Mo Chen was the only one himself, and Zheng Yi and the others didn't know where to go.

Mo Chen hurriedly turned around to look for it, but Mo Chen had already retreated to the door where the eighth hall and the ninth hall met, and he didn't see Zheng Yi and the others.

"Zheng Yi ~~~"

"Dai Min? ~~”

"Chen Cen !!"

Mo Chen called the names of the others one after another, but only his voice echoed in the empty hall and did not receive any answer.

The Hall of Flowers is not as beautiful as it seems on the surface, and the danger is hidden, just like now, Mo Chen turned around and separated from his companions.

Calm!! Mo Chen said to himself, fortunately, it was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The situation in Mo Chen's mind, which led to the disappearance of his companions, is roughly divided into two kinds.

One is to encounter some kind of array, magic circle, labyrinth array, etc., in short, because of the external illusion, and cause the separation between several companions.

The other is illusory, for example, Mo Chen is very likely to be in an illusion now, or everything in front of him is his hallucination.

Mo Chen went back and forth to the gate between the eighth and ninth palaces, compared to the obstacles in the eighth hall that had just been broken through by them, all this looked extremely real.

In the sea of flowers in the ninth palace, although the flowers covered the ground space of the entire hall, the position of the flowers only grew to Mo Chen's knees.

As far as the height of the flowers is concerned, it is not enough to block the view, let alone a maze.

Ruling out the first possibility, it was likely to be the illusion space in the second possibility, Mo Chen concentrated on trying to open his illusion space, connect with it, and then break through.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly called Mo Chen, "Mo Chen~~~"

"Who?" Mo Chen looked around.

The voice responded by saying, "I'm here~~~" This voice sounded unusually distant to Mo Chen, but it seemed to be close at a time.

"Mo Chen~~~I'm here~~~," the voice said.

Mo Chen secretly urged the lightning in the palm of his hand, waiting to give a fatal blow to the dangerous person who would appear at any time.

In the flowers beside Mo Chen, there was a slight commotion, and Mo Chen quietly approached with a twelve-point spirit.

Suddenly, Mo Chen raised the lightning violently, and at this moment, a person suddenly drilled out of the commotion of flowers. She looked frightened, for fear that Mo Chen's lightning would come down, and at the same time shouted, "Mo Chen~~ It's me!" ”

Seeing that face, Mo Chen couldn't help but be stunned, with a baby face, big eyes, and long eyelashes.

The owner of that face is Meng Xinyao.

Meng Xinyao stretched out her hand towards Mo Chen, and she said weakly, "Can you pull me up?" My foot twisted. ”

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, and the ghost envoy reached out to grab Meng Xinyao and pulled her up hard.

Meng Xinyao was then pulled up by Mo Chen's inertia, and crashed into Mo Chen's arms, her soft hair itched against Mo Chen's chin, and a faint fragrance wrapped around the tip of Mo Chen's nose.

Meng Xinyao stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around Mo Chen's waist, and she muttered, "Mo Chen...... I miss you so much......"

"I miss you so much." Mo Chen hugged Meng Xinyao hard and muttered.

Meng Xinyao raised her face and looked at Mo Chen affectionately, with a hint of resentment in her eyes. Meng Xinyao said with a hint of crying, "Then you haven't come to me for so long." ”

"I'm sorry." Mo Chen said in a hoarse voice, and at the same time hugged Meng Xinyao's arms harder, encircling her tightly.

Meng Xinyao frowned, she reached out to push Mo Chen's chest, trying to break free from Mo Chen's embrace.

"You're hurting me." Meng Xinyao said complainingly.

Mo Chen didn't let go of Meng Xinyao because of this, but his arms were even harder, he stared at Meng Xinyao's eyes expressionlessly and said, "Don't you like to be with me very much?" Why break away from me. ”

Meng Xinyao's face changed, she looked at Mo Chen strangely and said, "Old Mo, what's wrong with you today?" So strange. ”

Mo Chen sighed and said, "I still want to ask you, you have been dead for so long, why did you suddenly come back today?" ”

Meng Xinyao was stunned and asked puzzledly, "What are you talking about?" I don't understand! When did I die? ”

Just as the two were arguing, another familiar voice called out, "Brother Mo!" ”

There is no need to look at it, Mo Chen also knows who the owner of this voice is, in the entire Olympus camp, only Li Chao has called Mo Chen like this.

Mo Chen turned his head, and Meng Xinyao broke free from Mo Chen's embrace in this gap, taking two steps back, as if he was deliberately keeping a distance from Mo Chen.

Mo Chen smiled bitterly and tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he said faintly, "Alas...... It's a big gathering today! After a pause, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be someone who hasn't come!" ”

Before Mo Chen's words fell, a hoarse voice came, "Eh~~~ Old Motou, are you talking to me?" ”

With the voice, a man with a "willow thin waist" twisted into the ninth hall, and the person who came was naturally Haiting.

"It's all here......," Mo Chen muttered, his hands in his pockets, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the other three one by one.

These long-dead companions appeared in front of him again, at this time Mo Chen's mood was indescribable, he really missed these guys, but Mo Chen knew better that all this was unreal.

It seems that the root cause of this hallucination is actually my own inner demons, or rather, it is related to my own experience.

Li Fang, Meng Xinyao, and Hai Ting, the departure of these three people made Mo Chen sad.

Mo Chen secretly analyzed in his heart, maybe it was this in his heart, the mourning for the deceased, that created everything in front of him.

Haiting and Li Fang approached Mo Chen one after another, and they all talked to Mo Chen as usual.

Just before the two of them approached Mo Chen, and Meng Xinyao and the three of them fanned around Mo Chen, Mo Chen suddenly stopped them, "Don't come here." ”