Chapter 143: City of the Dead (1)
The little disciple's body shrank, and his little face turned pale with fright!
Yun Huang raised her head and laughed, and the disciple who accompanied her in the Dragon Gate Formation on the other side quietly bumped into her twice, and she didn't even notice it.
Laughing and laughing, suddenly she couldn't laugh, Li Yanshu stood behind her expressionlessly, and when she looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was reflected in her eyes.
Yun Huang's throat rolled, and he choked on his own saliva!
Fortunately, Li Yanshu didn't say anything, turned around and left.
Yun Huang sniffed inexplicably, and suddenly remembered that he had said that he would ask Li Yanshu to lead the way to the City of the Underworld tonight, so he quickly got up and chased him out.
Li Yanshu walked ahead, his steps were much faster than before, and Yunhuang had to trot to keep up.
"Hey, brother...... You've drunk so much, go slow! Watch your step! ”
Li Yanshu suddenly stopped again, Yun Huang hit his head on his back inattention, and she was so frightened that she quickly took two steps back, carefully tilting her head to look at Li Yanshu's expression.
"Later...... Stay away from them. Li Yanshu turned around, his gaze calm and deep.
"Huh? Who? Yunhuang was confused.
Li Yanshu frowned, then turned around again, "It's nothing, it's me who has a lot of trouble." ”
Yun Huang sniffed, and the night wind was full of the clear smell of wine emanating from his body!
This must be drinking too much, and talking is so nonsensical! What a mistake! If you drink like this, can you still go to the city of the dead?
Yun Huang was thinking in his heart, when he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and his eyes were covered by a cold palm with a fingertip but hot hand.
Immediately after that, her lips and teeth were gently covered, and after a pause, the other party seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and suddenly pried open her lips and teeth and swept away.
Yun Huang was stupid, he only felt that the blood all over his body was cold in one moment, but it was boiling hot in the next second, and his brain was rumbling with black smoke and miasma!
By the time she reacted, the other party had already retreated, and the hand covering her eyes had also been released, "You! ”
Yun Huang rubbed his lips fiercely, his face was hot, and his eyes were on fire.
Li Yanshu suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, "I'm sorry...... Somewhat...... Half in the bag. I'll keep this for you."
Between the other fingers was a cloth bag, the one sent by Fang Wu.
This goods, when did she take the cloth bag she carried?! I didn't even find it.
Reached out to grab it, but Li Yanshu's hand was already empty!
"I'm here for your good, this thing, it's not good for you to carry it."
I really want to have a good theory with Li Yanshu, why is it not good to carry it himself, he can take it. But when I think about it, what kind of good thing can the sinister guy from Cloud Sky Curtain send?!
It's just that there is no reason to talk to a drunk person!
The breath held in his chest was like a balloon being pierced in the eye, and it was discharged.
Soon, Yun Huang was startled by the situation in front of him again!
There was no light or sound around him and Li Yanshu, it was pure darkness.
"What's going on? We are obviously in the Yun family, where is this? "She's sure it's not an enchantment!
"Close your eyes," Li Yanshu said.
Yunhuang was on guard, for fear that he would go crazy again.
Li Yanshu sighed, "Don't worry, I'm very sober now." If you don't close your eyes, we'll disappear into teleportation magic. ”
Teleportation magic?
Although Yun Huang couldn't fully understand, he could guess what he was doing, so he quickly closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw the long River Styx.
The river Styx was still covered in black mist, but this time, when I looked around, I could see a black city in the distance on the left bank of the River Styx.
Above the gate is a black plaque with four teeth and claws engraved - the City of the Dead. Above the plaque hangs a skull and two crossed white bones. As soon as the wind blew on the River Styx, the skulls and bones collided together with a crisp click.