Within the realm of the soul, the underworld controlled by the Mother of Masks is the final destination of all the dead.

The souls of the normal dead will be directly drawn to the underworld by the soul realm and return to the arms of the Mother of Masks.

Some weak or obsessive souls need to be pulled by the messenger of the underworld sent by the Mother of Masks to reach the entrance of the underworld [Hades], and then return to the underworld from the underworld, otherwise they can only wander in the spiritual realm of the place of death and gradually dissipate, Slowly degenerate into spirits or ghasts that like to attack people,

There are very few powerful beings whose human souls can exert their subjective initiative, resist the pull of the underworld after death, and find their own way to the underworld, and there are very few people who can do this.

At this moment, there is a stubborn figure sitting cross-legged at the gate of the underworld uninvited, and this sitting is twenty-three years.

"La~lala~lala~

La~lala~lala......"

An ethereal hum came from the dark depths of the underworld, and the gray-green grass of the underworld and the flowers of the Forgotten Worries bent down one after another, respectfully offering the highest courtesy to the twins of death who were bouncing up.

"Hehe...... Sheep, he has not yet made a choice, stupid as a worm, sheep, my teeth crave prey. ”

"Wolf, he has refused to rest in peace, no need to ask."

With the permission of the sheep spirit, the wolf spirit who was hovering around the sheep spirit like a ghost came to a position one meter away from the nail in the underworld for the first time, and the thick body began to expand rapidly, grinning at the nail household.

He wants to tear out the soul in front of him and pull out this stubborn and stupid nail.

"Lonely soul, everything for you will end here!"

In the face of the threatening roar of the wolf spirit, the dim soul was unmoved, just half-open eyes, staring indifferently at the wolf spirit in front of him, the stalemate between the two lasted for a few seconds, but the wolf spirit never found the angle of the mouth as always, Just when the wolf spirit decided to attack, the sheep spirit with a short bow suddenly came to the soul and stopped the wolf spirit's action.

"Wolf, I have a question, you should stop."

The wolf with its mouth open: ???

The wolf spirit glanced at the sheep spirit aggrievedly, and was gently stroked by the sheep twice before he slowly retreated with his tail down.

It's you who agree, it's you who don't agree, okay, I'm with you for life and death, you have the final say.

The unwilling wolf glared viciously at the soul that refused to rush into reincarnation, and continued to maintain a deterrent look with his eyes.

Ignoring the wolf's complaints, the sheep looked at the dead soul,

She could see the persistence in the eyes of the remnant soul, and she also understood that with the soul strength of the remnant soul in front of her, as long as she fought with the wolf again, even if she would win, she would be wiped out and there would be no chance of death.

Even so, he had to hold on to the one-third of an acre under his feet.

Twenty-three years of waiting and persistence, even she was a little curious about what the lonely soul in front of her was for.

The blooming spirit flower in the material realm has completely withered, and all the souls wandering in the underworld and having obsessions have gone to the underworld, the reincarnation of the rebirth, the reincarnation of the reincarnation, the reshaping of the remodeling,

Only the remnant soul in front of him is still here, making the wolf grit his teeth with hatred but helpless.

The most important thing is that in this matter, the attitude of the Mother of Masks is very ambiguous, neither marking the soul nor forcibly expelling it.

That's what makes it very interesting......

"Human beings, it's good to be blissful in the afterlife, why bother to stay in the underworld, but this is the end of the whole life, the soul is scattered, and it does not enter reincarnation."

The soft-voiced sheep spirit crouched in front of the remnant, flung the bow at its back, and the ancient symbols on the mask shimmered with a faint blue light.

After making sure that the sheep spirit had stopped the wolf spirit's attack, the remnant soul closed his eyes, tried to condense the remnant soul that was about to dissipate by pranayama, and said in frustration.

"If I don't see him, on the way of the sword, he will never be able to advance, and even cut himself off, with his upright temperament, he will call me on the Blooming Spirit, if he apologizes with death, I will persuade him to be relieved in this place of reincarnation, reincarnate together, and continue the relationship between master and apprentice in the previous life, I just ......

I just wondered, why hasn't he called me on the Frenchon in all these twenty-three years? He didn't apologize for his crimes, it's not like his character, I don't understand this, I'm not reconciled......"

Glancing at the wolf, the sheep seemed to understand the intention of the Mother of Masks, and there was a little more abruptness in his eyes, and he responded in an ethereal voice.

"He's what you're talking about, but Doron Castro?"

Opening his eyes, Kalejo stared sharply at the sheep spirit.

"He's my apprentice, have you seen him? How is he? Are you okay now? ”

Straightening up, Yang Ling sighed softly.

"Love is so deep, confidants are rare, but fate is determined, and creation makes people ......"

"Human, in the past twenty-three years, your apprentice has never given up calling your name on the Blooming Spirit Day, but his soul has long been polluted by obsession, and his soul has degenerated into demons, and the Blooming Spirit Flower will not agree with his voice, you have waited for twenty-three years, he has been looking for you for twenty-three years, you and him are all in vain, why don't you die early in bliss? I'm going to send you to reincarnate with him? ”

The wolf spirit tried to use the cruel truth to hit the human remnant soul who had fought with him for twenty-three years, and at this moment, looking at the remnant soul's dejected expression, the wolf found that he couldn't laugh at all.

Turning his head to look at the sheep spirit, the sheep spirit's expression was also very solemn.

The wolf was embarrassed and a little at a loss.

"Doronta...... This kid still can't get out after all...... My master was too derelict in my duty to teach him well......"

The remnant soul wiped the corners of his eyes, and then suddenly realized that souls would not cry, so he bent his left knee and hung his head that had been proud all his life.

He has never begged anyone else in his life, this is the limit of what he can do, but it is shameful enough, but if he can impress the messenger of the underworld, he is willing to do so.

"Messenger of the Mother of Masks, can you be gracious enough to let me and my apprentice meet again? Just one side is good......"

Yang Ling took a half step back and looked at the wolf beside him, the wolf did not say anything against it, but bared his teeth a little unpleasantly, and the sheep had to be appeased again, and then spoke.

"You have been stranded in the underworld for many years, your soul has been injured, as long as there is a little difference, your soul will be scattered, it is better to reincarnate, and your apprentice has been demonized, I am afraid that I will not recognize you as a master, you ......"

"It's the cause of my planting."

The remnant soul raised its head, and the sheep spirit saw relief and determination.

"No matter what kind of fruit it is, I will take it together, without complaint or regret, and ask the messenger to be gracious."

At this point, the sheep spirit turned around.

"You have not asked me, I have not helped you, you and I have never met."

Looking at the twins in the distance, Kalejo sighed softly and resumed his state of meditation and pranayama.

……

In Leicester's nightmare world, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Teng threw away the paternity test report, medical examination report and court verdict in his hand, and stood alone on the edge of a tall building, crumbling in the wind.

Due to the company's large-scale layoffs, the company that was seized half a year's salary was forcibly dismissed, without any compensation, and the lawsuit was fruitless for half a year, just because the contract had already laid out the entry loopholes, and the reputation was 'to deliver high-end talents to the society', and after tossing for a few months, it turned out that he was maliciously asking for wages, and he did not compensate for the company's losses and was already in a vulnerable position of the company's extrajudicial grace.

The paternity test report proves that the daughter he has raised for 14 years is not his own, and now he has recognized other men as his father, and before leaving, he scolded himself for being a low-head Puxin man, and he didn't make any money if he didn't spend time with her every day, saying that he was so useless, why didn't he die.

The marriage that hollowed out all his family funds was just a scam, and his wife's marriage was just a task assigned by his daughter's father from beginning to end, and after the daughter's identity was exposed, the wife's task ended instantly, and after a year of murder tolerance, the wife confirmed that her life was not in danger, so she returned to the arms of her daughter's father with all her family property, leaving herself clean and leaving the house, bearing the infamy of cheating, and the ultimate social death.

The elderly parents became seriously ill after learning the truth, and soon died, not even seeing the last face, because they could not afford the funeral expenses, cremation fees and urn fees, and could not bury the body casually, so they could only let the elderly rot in the old house in the countryside, just because the original home had become the property in the name of the wife.

Even so, because of the premarital medical examination with confidential personal information, I was able to successfully get AIDS from En'ai's wife, and I needed to provide child support for my daughter every month.

So much so that in the past two days, he couldn't even afford to eat old phlegm sauerkraut and frosted ham, so he could only go to the swill bucket outside the restaurant to get leftovers to eat.

Leaning forward, the breeze on his cheeks, Morten made his final choice.

Since you can't solve the trouble, you can only solve the people who can't solve the trouble.

To be alive is sometimes far more desperate and requires more courage than death.

The body that lost its center of gravity fell rapidly, and in a trance, Mo Teng regained the feeling of flying, the man was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he suddenly remembered something.

"Wait, I'm not Moten, I'm Moteng, I'm a demon, I can fly, it's over, I don't have wings......"

Thinking like this, Mo Teng waved his hands, and before he could make a new movement, his body became a mass of Mo Teng sauce under the action of gravitational potential energy.

The nightmare world quickly collapses.

The mental and spiritual torture and blows that Mo Teng's body fell into an unprecedented weakness, and he couldn't get up again.

Detached from his own spiritual world, Lester, who was still holding Evelyn's cylindrical club sword, opened his eyes and poked the weapon in his hand into the chest of the nightmare in front of him, and the stick successfully broke through a misty gap, and the light blue spherical core was shining with charming brilliance.

"Open your mouth!"

Hearing this, Evelyn's transformed mushroom stick head cracked a mouth-like slit, aimed at the demon core exposed by Mo Teng, swallowed it with the force of the stab, and Mo Teng, who had lost the demon core, began to roll, turning into an amorphous mist, and began to let out a sharp howl in heat and contraction.

Mo Teng seems to have gone on a strange path, losing the ability to maintain its core, the unstable spatial gap began to collapse, and the shadow demons attacking the spiritual sense fled into the shadow realm in all directions, avoiding becoming a victim of the spatial turbulence.

Without the control of Moteng, the flood disaster can soon be contained.

Just when Lester thought it was over, a sinister smile suddenly appeared again in the mist.

"Human, your pain has only just ......"

Before he finished speaking, Morteng's mouth was directly pierced by the mushroom stick, and Lester had lost the interest in talking nonsense with Morteng.

At the same time as the mist dissipated, the two returned to the spiritual realm again, and the spiritual sense severed all the connection between the ghast and the Blooming Spirit Tree, making the ghast lose the ability to resurrect, Lester stood in place and was silent.

"Your Excellency is really amazing! In this way, the spiritual and material realms can be restored to balance, thank you for your help! ”

After being killed, the color blob, which symbolized ghasts and spirits, no longer flowed to the Blossoming Spirit Tree, but instead turned into the primordial energy of the spirit world, and the restless spiritual realm regained peace.

"There's nothing to boast about."

"Now that the demons have been banished, we can leave now, by the way, Lord Liszt, what do you think of the way of equilibrium?"

"My opinion is that there are two people missing for your balance, a woman and a dwarf who turns into lightning...... Look over there. ”

Lester shook his head and pointed to the special light cluster under the Blooming Spirit Tree, which was absorbing the energy of the Blooming Spirit Tree.

"That's, Blooming Flower? It's going to be open again? ”

Looking at the scene in front of him in amazement, Lingjue was a little incredulous, it was the first time he had seen the scene of the withered Blooming Spirit Flower blooming again after the Blooming Spirit Day.

"It's not just a blooming flower."

Running to the Blooming Flower, Lester pointed to the corpse that shimmered with a dim red light next to the Blooming Flower.

"Is this how a person behaves in the spiritual realm after death?"

Frowning, the spirit body of the spiritual sense moved a little closer to the red light cluster, and after seeing the corpse suddenly sit up, his face changed greatly.

He recalled the terrible disaster that had occurred more than a decade earlier at the Blooming Spirit Festival in Preciden, in his family's account.

The resurrection of the dead, with blood on their faces, only means one possibility.

"It's a real demon! His body is demonizing! We must hurry back and stop him! ”

Just as he was about to rush to the position of his physical body, under the influence of the true demon, the spirits that had escaped before and some of the ghasts that had escaped back to the spiritual realm jumped out one after another, blocking the road ahead, and the number was actually more than when the demon was there.

"Let's kill back! He must not be allowed to succeed in demonization! ”

……

The time has come to the second half of the night, and the legged Bandel City was not involved in the Blooming Demon Plague because of the early transfer of the portal, but unfortunately the Plessidians who did not have long legs were not so lucky, even if Karma had predicted this disaster in advance, the Ionians did not succeed in preventing the catastrophe,

Under the ravages of possessed ghasts and spirits, hundreds of people died in a sudden death, returning to the arms of the Mother of Masks, and by the time the last of the ghasts and spirits flowing on the bright side were destroyed, the entire Presidians cried one after another, and had fallen into a heavy mourning.

The elders and acolytes of the Hall of Eternity sat in the brightly lit hall all night to offer prayers and blessings for the Blooming Spirit of Presidium, and when Karma [Xiu] opened his eyes and stared at the flickering lantern in silence.

Having killed the fourth invading ghast, Ritsujin stood guard at the gate of the Hall of Eternity, looking up at the restless eternal night beyond Shuanglong Mountain, and sighed.

There was enough blood shed tonight, and he only hoped that after dawn, Karma would be able to get out of Shuanglong Mountain as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation, heal the pain of Precidian, and surpass the soul.

Unlike Presidium, which has gradually subsided, the Enchanted Garden is still undergoing final cleansing and disposal work.

Seeing the terrible demons possessed by the ghast around him being expelled by the warriors one by one, and seeing that some warriors noticed him, Nale's nerves were tense again instead of relaxing.

"It seems that this catastrophe has passed...... Ogilman, you ...... Still scared? ”

Liszt ...... Teacher...... Is he, okay? ”

Instead of responding to Naler's question, Ogman asked rhetorically.

Completely different from the crisp sound before, Naler's first impression was that it was dry like a dry well, like the terrifying roar of those demons...... But being able to talk is a good thing after all, maybe ......

"Don't worry, he's actually very powerful, he must be fine......"

Halfway through speaking, Nahler fell unconscious to the ground.

Putting down the right hand that struck the back of Nael's head, 'Ogman' could not see any emotion in his scarlet eyes, and his limbs stiffened to look around, and the cat-man boy began to move his limbs, and disappeared crookedly under the Blooming Spirit Tree, losing his trace.

It didn't take long for Nale to pass out on the ground and was found by the warrior, and after confirming that Nale had just fainted, everyone was a little curious about how an ordinary person survived under the Blooming Spirit Tree, where ghasts and demons were most prevalent, but this was not the time to satisfy curiosity, and after the warrior placed Nale in a safe place, he searched for the remnants of demons and spirits in other places again.

'I am, human, no, yes, monster

…… I am, man, no, yes, monster ......'

On his way out of the Enchanted Garden, greedily gazing at the flesh and flesh of the survivors along the way, Ogilman casually pulled a turban from the corpse and wrapped his scarlet eyes and mouth in the gap.

"I'm human, not ...... Monster ......"

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