Mu Yun stood on the bank of the Lethe River, several ghosts had just taken a boat to escort a group of dead ghosts over, and he could see clearly by hiding in the flowers on the other side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He knew that he couldn't turn back now, and a voice in his heart was telling him that he had to go to the underworld, where there was a way to get Meng Po soup.

Watching a few small boats cross the river, Mu Yun slowly crawled along the shore in the direction of the setting sun.

It wasn't really a sunset, because it was impossible to have the same sunshine as the sun in the underworld, and the sun in the background was just a background that rendered the atmosphere and hung strangely in the underground world.

Avoiding the ferry that Onicha often used, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he put one foot into the river.

Ma Qingshan could see it clearly in the human world, "What is he doing here?" Do you want to wade through? ”

As soon as Mu Yun's foot entered, several unjust ghosts immediately surrounded him and shouted at Mu Yun: "Give me back my life, give me back my life......"

Mu Yun was so frightened that he quickly retracted his feet and scolded in a low voice: "It wasn't Lao Tzu who killed you!" What do I want to do? ”

Tong Yanhong was so anxious that she shouted to Ma Qingshan, "Brother Xiaoma, you've seen him, can't you think of a way?" He must have something to do in the past, and you help him. Let him come back sooner. ”

Ma Qingshan said: "The Lechuan River is so big...... It's impossible to swim past. Pregnant! Ma Qingshan's eyes lit up, "Burn a boat for him, who can paint better?" I can only draw symbols. ”

"It's okay, but I can't draw."

Qi Yutong stretched, "Ma Daochang said that it can be sure, I learned a little bit when I was a child." ”

Ma Qingshan said: "Then you can quickly draw a boat and burn it for him." ”

"No problem," Qi Yutong took out a piece of yellow paper and drew a motorboat with lightning speed. "And then?"

Ma Qingshan took it and looked at it, he couldn't help laughing, "It's a ship anyway, and I don't know if Muyun will open this thing." ”

"Then when I was learning to draw children's stick figures, I only learned to draw this kind of boat." Qi Yutong said with a smile.

"Stick figure for children...... I took it. Give it a try. Ma Qingshan quickly cut out the paper boat, then wrote Mu Yun's name with a cinnabar pen, and then dripped a drop of his own blood, chanting words in his mouth, and burned the yellow paper boat with pure yang fire.

Mu Yun was worrying about how to cross the river, when suddenly a motorboat fell from the sky and landed in the water in front of him. Mu Yun was shocked and looked up, "I'll go, this ...... This fell from the sky? It's strange that there is such a thing in this era. ”

At this time, he didn't have time to think about it, Mu Yun jumped on it, and as soon as he pressed the handlebar, the motorboat suddenly let out a roar, "It can be used!" Mu Yun laughed. The jet ski parted the waves and headed for the opposite shore.

"God!" Ma Qingshan clapped his hands and applauded, "It turns out that this thing is really easy to use." ”

Qi Yutong nodded, and thought to himself: My previous guess was not bad. Space is made, and human blood can turn the virtual into reality. In this case, the reason why Mo Mo was able to come to the real world was probably because he absorbed Mu Yun's blood.

Long Piaoxue couldn't see the following situation, but she strongly supported Qi Yutong: "My Yutong's mana is boundless, and the things he painted by him have powerful mana in themselves, plus with the blood of your heavenly master, this thing can lead to the underworld." Is there anything unusual? ”

Ma Qingshan said: "Your Yutong? That makes sense, hahaha, oops, it's not good......"

"What's wrong again?" Tong Yanhong asked.

"The sound of the motorboat is too loud, and there are many ghosts patrolling the river behind Mu Yun." Ma Qingshan looked at the evil eye and said.

Tong Yanhong hurriedly pulled out a piece of yellow paper, "Draw a submachine gun for him!" ”

Ma Qingshan's face was full of black lines, "No, this is a bit." Even if you know that this method is feasible, but there are submachine guns in the ancient world, it's a bit outrageous."

Tong Yanhong was so anxious that her face was flushed, "I have to save him no matter what, I don't know if he will fly a plane, otherwise I will ask Qi Yutong to draw a gunship." ”

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A group of ghosts chased after Mu Yun, Mu Yun's purple and green sword qi did not play a big role on the Lechuan River, although the speed of the motorboat on the river was incomparable to those ancient warships, but there were many imps who could not stop the underworld, and they surrounded in all directions, and Mu Yun would still be caught sooner or later.

"It's really Hades who is so difficult to see little ghosts, if I have a gun, you will all be sudden."

As soon as he finished speaking, an AK47 fell from the sky, and Mu Yun laughed, "Do you want to do it?" Die, little devils! ”

I hooked two shots, but there was no movement, and when I lifted it up, there were no bullets. "There's a bird for this."

A group of people in the human world were in a hurry, and Ma Qingshan shouted at Qi Yutong: "Bullets, bullets, you didn't draw a magazine!" ”

Qi Yutong hurriedly drew a magazine, and Ma Qingshan took it, "Just one, how can it be enough?" "Take out a red pen, write another hundred on the back, and then burn it to Mu Yun.

As soon as Mu Yun wanted to throw the gun away, there were a large number of magazines, crackling and falling from the sky, some falling into the water, and some falling onto the boat. "God, you're punctual!"

The ghost of the cold weapon, where is the opponent of Mu Yun who is equipped with AK47, as soon as the firepower is opened, those little ghosts are crying and calling their mothers, and they are knocked down under the boat.

Later, Mu Yun simply smashed their boat with a submachine gun, and the ghost fell into the river, and immediately countless unjust spirits came to devour it. The voice of crying father and mother resounded.

Mu Yun loaded the bullet and showed his might, driving a motorboat across the Lechuan River. The jet ski was like an arrow flying over the water, rushing across the opposite shore with a huge splash. He thought to himself: The world of this underworld is simply more enjoyable than the unfinished world, and if you look at it this way, you don't need to use Ma Qingshan's spell at all.

As soon as I got ashore, I saw another field motorcycle, with two Magnum pistols on the motorcycle and a Gatling gun next to it. There was also a note next to it: We will burn everything for you, and you will have to come back alive - wait for your redness.

Only then did Mu Yun understand that these things were all braised by Tong Yan, and she must have contacted the people in the gang to help me above. He didn't know how to thank him, so he patted the motorcycle with his hand.

"He's touching your motorcycle. To touch a motorcycle is to touch you. "Ma Qingshan Road.

Tong Yan blushed, "Can you burn a phone to him, I want to talk to him." ”

Ma Qingshan squeezed his eyes, "Then how many numbers do you dial?" ”

"It's always okay to use a private channel, right?" Tong Yanhong said loudly.

"Give it a try. Oh my blood! Ma Qingshan secretly complained.

Mu Yun was driving a motorcycle and walking forward, when he suddenly heard a flash of golden light on his wrist, a watch-type walkie-talkie appeared, and then Tong Yanhong's voice came, "Mu Yun, can you hear me?" ”

Mu Yun was overjoyed, "I'll go, this is too nonsense...... Can I receive a signal here? ”

Ma Qingshan was also stunned, "It turns out that the underworld can actually transmit the voice to the past." (To be continued.) )