Chapter Eighty-Five: The Demon Is Around

“...... Uncle Ning?"

Mo Xiaobai looked at Ning Feng, whose face was full of pain and despair, and his eyes were full of blood and tears, and shouted softly with some uncertainty.

Ning Feng didn't seem to hear Mo Xiaobai's voice.

His eyes were wide open, his eyes were hollow, and his face was dead.

Drifting in his consciousness, Ning Feng recalled that night, the man in the black hooded cloak, the long gray hair flowing under the black hood, and the wild and evil smile that the corners of his mouth raised.

His body shook, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

He opened his eyes wide, blood and tears did not stop, looked up at Mo Xiaobai, and raised his right hand with difficulty.

"Little ...... Little White ...... Little White ......"

Mo Xiaobai squatted down in front of him.

Ning Feng's bloody right hand grabbed Mo Xiaobai's arm, a little weak.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice was hoarse: "Little ...... Be careful...... Evil...... The devil is in our ...... ...... around"

Looking at Ning Feng's desperate face, Mo Xiaobai's eyes were a little blurry, and his chest was dull.

He pursed the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded slightly: "Hmm." ”

Then, Ning Feng spat out blood again, added a little strength to his right hand, as if returning to the light, cracked the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and revealed an ugly smile: "Put ...... Bury me in ...... Buried next to Xiao Ran...... I...... I'm sorry for him...... Reach...... At least, let me accompany ...... Accompany him ......"

Mo Xiaobai's tears slipped suddenly, Ning Feng's face looked a little blurry, he felt his throat blocked, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to speak.

However, Mo Xiaobai still nodded slightly: "Yes." ”

As soon as his words fell, Ning Feng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his face became stable, and his right hand, which was holding Mo Xiaobai's arm, lost its strength and slipped to the ground.

Looking at Ning Feng's corpse, Mo Xiaobai's brain was a little blank, his chest seemed to be on fire, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

...... Why is this happening?

Uncle Ning and Xiao Ran are obviously good people.

Why is this happening?

Mo Xiaobai fell into silence.

At this time, Li Qishui walked over, his injuries were not light, and his face was pale.

He glanced at Mo Xiaobai and was a little worried: "Xiaobai, are you okay?"

Mo Xiaobai wiped his sour eyes and slowly shook his head: "It's okay." ”

At this moment, a wisp of light gray mist floated out of Ning Feng's body, slowly merging into the demon stone statue that fell to the ground.

Mo Xiaobai was stunned, turned his head to look at the demon stone statue, and found that there was a dark gray doom line entwined on the demon stone statue.

The line of doom is silently wrapped around the demon statue, and has no effect on the vicinity.

However, this demon statue with a hideous face looks very weird.

Mo Xiaobai just stared, as if he heard a faint voice floating in his mind.

What is it?

Mo Xiaobai looked at the demon statue, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were suspicious.

At this moment, a hurried voice sounded in the distance: "Don't move that stone statue!"

Mo Xiaobai turned his head and found that a team of Azure Blade members were approaching quickly, led by Captain Wu Liang, and behind him were Sun Wenshan, Li Caiyan and Lin Xianxian who had met last time, as well as a few members of Azure Blade who they didn't know.

At this moment, these members of the Blue Edge looked at the demon statue, and their faces were all gloomy.

They walked quickly to Mo Xiaobai, glanced at Mo Xiaobai, who was covered in scars, and then looked at Ning Feng's corpse on the ground, with palpitations on their faces.

Wu Liang said with some worry: "Xiaobai, are you okay?"

Mo Xiaobai shook his head slightly, and asked with some confusion: "Captain Wu, why are you here?"

Wu Liang spoke: "Someone saw the white light flashing here before, and some suspected that it was related to the homicide, so I reported the case, but I didn't expect it to be related to the homicide." ”

When Mo Xiaobai heard this, his heart was a little stunned.

White light...... I guess he used the light of the Holy Light Judgment, right?

It's only been a few minutes since the Holy Light Judgment was used, and Azure Edge's movements were already quite fast.

Mo Xiaobai looked at the demon statue and asked, "Captain Wu, what is this stone statue?"

Wu Liang looked at the demon statue, his face was calm: "The Destroyer statue is a kind of belief item of the Void God Sect, it should be regarded as a relatively rare type, I didn't expect it to appear here." ”

"Destroyer?" Mo Xiaobai remembered Ning Feng's words before: "Destroyer King?"

Wu Liang looked at Mo Xiaobai with some surprise: "How do you know?"

Mo Xiaobai glanced at the corpse on the ground: "Uncle Ning said it." ”

"Uncle Ning......"

Wu Liang and the others had a little doubt in their eyes.

However, Wu Liang still spoke: "That's right, the Destruction King, the demon enshrined by the Void God Cult is called the Destruction King, according to what we have known for many years, it should be a very powerful demon, it is said that it has destroyed many worlds, if there is really this Destruction King, and let him come to our Azure Blue, I'm afraid our Azure will not be spared, right?"

Wu Liang's face was a little calm.

A cold light flashed in Mo Xiaobai's eyes: "Void God Sect?"

It turns out that it was the Void God Sect that made Uncle Ning look like this?

Wu Liang said with a serious face: "The Destroyer Stone Statue is very important, I need to bring back the Azure Edge, fortunately, we have already notified the above, and the Azure Edge powerhouse of Moon Creek City will come over soon." ”

Mo Xiaobai nodded, no objection.

Then, Wu Liang glanced at the corpse on the ground, and stopped talking a little.

Afterwards, he still asked, "Xiaobai, do you have anything to do with the real murderer behind the scenes?"

Mo Xiaobai nodded: "His name is Ning Feng, and he is Ning Ran, that is, the father of the friend I told you about last time who died in the homicide." ”

Wu Liang and the others all had their pupils shrunk.

Wu Liang smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid this is not necessarily his intention, it is said that the stone statue of the Destroyer will emit the whispers of the Destroyer, which can corrupt people's minds. ”

Mo Xiaobai nodded: "I also think that this is not Uncle Ning's original intention. ”

"But, no matter what, we have to bring the body back to HQ first, and the items he left behind need to be checked out, as well as your ......"

Wu Liang glanced at Mo Xiaobai, Li Qishui, and the frightened classmates in the distance, and continued to speak: "You also need to go back to the headquarters with us first, and only after you are sure that there is no problem, can you leave." ”

Li Qishui nodded: "Understood, we will go with you." ”

When it comes to demonic things, and when it comes to an evil object like the Destroyer's Stone Statue, it's only natural that Blue Edge would do so.

Mo Xiaobai and the other classmates had no objections.

The crowd followed the members of the Blue Edge and left the uninhabited street together.

............

One of the three forbidden areas, the Dark Valley.

A barren mountain range covered with gray-black rocks, the sky was overcast, and there was no sunlight shining through the clouds, making it very gloomy and dim.

On the ground, a strong wind whistled with a cold breath, like a whisper from the abyss.

On the hillside, a figure wearing a black cloak and hood, with an unclear face, was slowly climbing towards the top of the mountain.

He was carrying a strange black sword, the blade of the sword was sharp and hideous, and there were blood-colored lines engraved on the sword body, and in the position of the sword gauntlet, there was a hideous grimace.

At this moment, the figure suddenly paused, and some gentle voices sounded.

"Huh, is the fruit ripening so soon?"

He pulled out a palm-sized black stone statue of the Destroyer from his cloak, with a light gray mist swirling above it.

The cold breeze blew, the hood agitated, and the long gray hair under the hood fluttered in the wind, revealing a man's evil and wild smile.

"Rakshasa, it's time to eat. ”

As soon as his words fell, the strange black greatsword behind his back let out a buzzing sound.

The gauntlet of the great sword was positioned, and the eyes of the hideous Rakshasa grimace flashed with an evil blood-colored light.