Chapter 82: Wanted in the Underworld

"The village has been abandoned for a long time, the grass is overgrown, and the ruins and broken walls can be seen everywhere, due to the spread of the plague in those years, all the living creatures have been strangled, and there are traces of blood everywhere, and the breath of slaughter has permeated for thousands of years, and no wild beast dares to set foot here, like a tomb that has been permanently sealed. ”

"I followed him all the time, and when I saw him walk in, I immediately came back to report it. An old ape was half-crouched on a tree stump, pointing to what it had seen. Hua Bing stood in the shadows, looking at the outline of the village in the distance, no one could guess what he was thinking, the old ape rubbed his paws and looked at him secretly, wanting to speak and stopped, for a long time, Hua Bing's body moved slightly, like a shadow, floating out of the woods, the old ape was about to scream, but found that on the ground in front of him, there were two Xuanming stones, which were slightly flashing with a mysterious luster. ”

"Why?" King Li's face was hideous, his body was full of black qi, his hands were spread out and he looked around, staring at Hua Bing a few steps away, with a resentful expression: "Look at all this, just for a ridiculous reason to destroy everything, you actually asked me why, hahaha." ”

"No one owes you. Hua Bing interrupted his venting expressionlessly: "The entire Fanlong Village, whether it is the dead or the living, they have already paid the due price, or even more, now that all the cause and effect have been over, only you still refuse to let go of the obsession in your heart. ”

"'No one in this world gives me justice, so I take it with my own hands. The long-term erosion of demonic qi has completely made King Li completely controlled by Tengkong, at this time, his eyes are full of black qi, he roars fiercely, wielding a magic hammer to attack Hua Bing frantically. ”

The two energies collided, bursting out with dazzling light, the earth shook violently, and the roar resounded through the sky, in the dust that filled the sky, King Li lay motionless in a ruin, but Hua Bing did not step forward to check, still standing in place, the light around him surged, and he frowned slightly and looked at the void in front of him. 'Huh. A light laugh suddenly sounded, and the calm air distorted slightly, revealing a slightly vague figure: "It is worthy of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Fox Clan, and he can actually detect the breath of this seat." ”

"'It took me a thousand years to find it, and I could never give it up. Qian Mo smiled slightly, and the wind and snow in his cold eyes began to slowly condense. 'As soon as this object is lost, within a year, the two boundary monuments will be completely ineffective, and then the army of the Ghost Clan will immediately attack. In Hua Bing's right hand, the light of the Heaven Piercing Sword jumped, and the hair also hummed happily, as if the enemy was demonstrating, the long sword was raised, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Qianmo, and the cold voice did not have a trace of ups and downs: "Since you refuse to retreat, then there is only a battle, pull the sword." ’”

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Lin Zhihui changed the story, and Wang Li, who was possessed by the beetle, was set up as King Li, who was obsessed with becoming a demon, and wanted to snatch treasures, and became the demon lord Qianmo from the demon world, intending to destroy the two realm monuments and lead the army of the ghost clan to capture the human world. And Hua Bing, the male protagonist of this book, is ordered to go into danger alone, track and slaughter several villages, and owe a lot of blood debts along the way, and come to the sealed land, fight with Qianmo, destroy the other party's conspiracy, and save the huge crisis of the human world from becoming a national colony.

In this plot, Lin Zhihui made a big fuss about Qianmo's origin according to the words he heard and saw, spent a lot of pen and ink to set up her background identity, and also set up a few foreshadowings, suggesting that there was a bigger conspiracy behind her, which was brewing, which made enough foreshadowing for the following plot.

Lin Zhihui was a little proud of his performance today, and after uploading the new chapter, he still wrote a sentence in the author's message: "Tomorrow's climax will be more exciting." ”

"Haha. Brother is really a genius. Lin Zhihui pressed the last word, raised his hand to take the cigarette in his mouth, and leisurely spit out two smoke rings: "It was originally a small episode, but with a little artistic processing, it became a story full of suspense." After this book is written, maybe you can try the thriller and suspense genre. ”

Exiting the website, Lin Zhihui looked at the news, there was no report on the two incidents in Xihai University, got up and stretched his waist, ready to take a bath, and then sleep well.

Who knew that as soon as the butt left the chair, a blank notepad suddenly popped up on the computer screen, looking familiar, Lin Zhihui blinked, his eyes moved up, and sure enough, in the upper right corner of the notepad, he saw a palace watermark surrounded by clouds and mist.

This is not the beginning, the old man under the moon threatens not to write according to his requirements, he will not split the computer, and it is the strange interface used when he makes himself refreshed? Lin Zhihui has also seen a lot of the world now, and he also had a cordial and friendly conversation with the immortals this morning, it is no longer Wuxia Ameng, usually he communicates with the immortals through the comment area, at most it is a dream or something, except for the first old moon, no one has used such a communication method, could it be that something big happened?

Just as he was thinking, the screen flashed slightly, and a line of flickering handwriting appeared on the blank notepad......

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Eighteen layers of hell.

God Butcher Peak.

In a gloomy stone hall, two soul clan officials were collecting information from all walks of life and sorting and sifting it.

In front of them, there is a huge light screen that occupies an entire wall and is divided into hundreds of small screens, which functions like a surveillance system in the human world, and can observe all kinds of real-time dynamics and information from the heavens and all worlds in time.

"Oh, what's the matter with these people, how did they turn out all this kind of thing from hundreds of years ago, it's uncomfortable to be idle, and they have to dig a grave?" a little official with horns on his head suddenly complained.

"I'll see. The other had three horizontal stripes on his forehead, like a little official with the word king, put down the work at hand, walked over and stood behind him, looking at the documents on the screen: "Hades Yuan Calendar 698, this is a wanted notice more than three hundred years ago, when Lord Demon Lord ascended the throne, these were not all abolished, how could they still appear in the system." ”

"It's too much, I don't know how busy we are, how we can do something like this to make a mess. As soon as the long-horned official heard this, he grabbed the mouse to delete the file, and said angrily: "This matter can't be left like this, let me find out......"

"Wait a minute. The striated officer held his hand and looked at the document carefully, his brows furrowed slightly, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"What's wrong with this?" The striated little official has just joined the company for less than fifty years, and he is still a newcomer, seeing that the always calm senior looks like something has happened, the anger in his stomach is quickly replaced by surprise, and he looks at the document on the screen again, and can't help but ask in a low voice.

"It's normal that you're too young to have heard the name 犴貊. The striated little official sighed, turned around and walked to his seat: "This matter is big or small, we can't bear this responsibility, we must report it, you sort out that document, mark it as a special office, and directly send it to the top." ”

The atmosphere was inexplicably a little dull, although he was curious about the meaning of the name 犴貊, and the long-horned official didn't dare to ask more, so he immediately complied and packed the documents and sent them.