Chapter Eighty-Three: The Violent Beauty Meng Po
If this is the Nai He Bridge, then the people on the bridge must be dead, and the people guarding both sides of the bridge are obviously the Yin soldiers of the underworld.
As for the legendary black and white impermanence, it doesn't look much like it.
This time I came to Daxia through the tear barrier, which was really an eye-opener.
Not only did he kill the gods, but he also saw the Yin soldiers crossing the border.
Good boys.
Where is there such a novel experience in Shanhaiguan.
Qi Huai licked the corners of his mouth, his strong curiosity continued, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
Su Yan, who was squatting next to him, kept his eyelids beating back and forth, and countless ominous premonitions appeared in his heart.
This Nai He Bridge made her appear in the heart season.
The whole bridge is eerie, and although it is built on the river, it does not know where it started or where it leads, as if it does not exist in this time and space.
Su Yan couldn't help but take two steps back, a touch of horror subconsciously appeared on his face, and a pair of eyes gradually lost their brilliance.
Qi Huai was keenly aware of her abnormal behavior, and after turning his head to look, he asked, "Calm down, what happened?" ”
Hearing this, Su Yan's body trembled, and the light in his eyes resurfaced.
She shuddered coldly, only to feel an inexplicable coolness spread from the root of her tail all the way up to the Tianling Gai, which was terrifying.
"Senior Fu Ting, let's get out of here, that bridge is very weird, and I just felt a strong suction, as if I want to suck my soul through.
I couldn't help but want to step up to that bridge so I could take a walk. ”
Is there such a thing?
But why didn't I notice it at all?
It stands to reason that his realm is much higher than Su Yan's, and his perception is many times stronger than that of other Hou ranks.
In this case, if there is something abnormal, it must be that he is the first to perceive it.
However.
That's where the quirky comes in.
Could it be because I am an incarnation?
Qi Huai thought so, because his cultivation of incarnations relied on one qi and three clears, although this method said that there were countless incarnations, but there was still only one soul.
Otherwise, wouldn't it really become schizophrenia?
Qi Huai frowned and looked at the Nai He Bridge again.
While the two were talking, more than 30 people had passed on the bridge.
He looked along the lined line, and saw that these people suddenly appeared at the end of the line, which led to the phenomenon that there were always people on the bridge.
Suddenly.
Qi Huai's expression froze, his eyes froze, and he looked towards the new person who had just appeared.
It was a man more than two meters tall, wearing very luxurious clothes, his face was pale, and there were dried blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
Of course, none of this matters.
The key point is that about three inches above the ribs in his chest, there is a fist-sized hole that runs through the front of his chest and back.
This hole Qi Huai is very familiar with, because this is what he punched out.
This person is an unknown True Blood Realm cultivator with an unknown surname and unknown origin, and the purpose is naturally for Qi Huai's head.
It's just that the luck is a little bit bad.
When he appeared, Qi Huai was eating grilled fish, which affected his eating Yaxing, and then he was shocked by a punch and killed directly.
It happened three days ago, but I didn't expect this person to appear here.
There is no doubt that this is the bridge of Naihe.
Qi Huai's eyes rolled, and a bold idea popped up.
He turned to Su Yan and said, "Let's go, there is indeed something wrong with this scene, it is very evil." ”
Hearing him say this, Su Yan hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, with a look of approval.
Subsequently.
The two of them returned the way they came, quietly evacuating the place without attracting anyone's attention.
Not long after the two of them left, a pocket-sized version of Qi Huai suddenly appeared in the previous place.
This Qi Huai hid his breath, and then swaggered out of the dense forest, trotting all the way to the back of the line.
He waited for a while, saw the right time, and walked directly to the end of the line, and at the same time, his body returned to its original size in an instant.
And the corpse that was supposed to appear was caught off guard and was directly pushed back.
Qi Huai blatantly cut in line.
Still, there were some minor disturbances.
The two Yin soldiers standing on the bridge turned their heads at the same time, their eyes flashing with ghostly fire, with the meaning of discerning doubts.
However, no matter how they looked at it, they didn't see the slightest problem.
Qi Huai is very good at pretending to be a dead person, it is exactly the same as if he is really dead, without any flaws.
He mimicked the movements of the corpse in front of him, slow and stiff, his eyes without a trace of gleam, and the whites of his eyes widened by a full circle.
The two Yin soldiers looked at it for a long time, but they didn't find anything wrong, so they had to retract their gaze, re-lift the whip in their hands, and whip it on the corpse in front of them, urging them to go faster.
Soon.
It was Qi Huai's turn.
He stepped on the Nai He Bridge and immediately noticed something different.
This step out is like a separation between yin and yang, and life and death are strange, and it is no longer in the original world.
Moreover, an inexplicable aura appeared on the bridge, constantly invading his body from all directions.
The attribute of this breath is extremely cold, and it carries a strong death intent.
If it is a corpse that has already died, it naturally has nothing to do with it, and it will even make them more suitable for the environment of the underworld.
But Qi Huai is different, he is a living person, even if he is an incarnation, he is also a living person.
Therefore, he did not let this aura invade inside, but directly used the divine fire to burn in his body, and once the aura passed through his skin, it dissipated.
At this moment, a crisp snap suddenly sounded.
The long whip of the Yin soldier at the head of the bridge hit the back of the man in front of Qi Huai fiercely, and the man's footsteps were immediately much faster.
Seeing this, Qi Huai couldn't help but be amazed.
Shicai was far away, and he couldn't see it very really, but now that it was close in front of him, he discovered the mystery of this long whip.
These corpses obviously have no clear consciousness, only some basic abilities, and they should not be aware of pain.
But the whip on the body can make them feel frightened, which is really strange.
This thing is really not ordinary, or ......
Check it out?
Qi Huai didn't take action in the end, and it was too early to do it now.
The Yin soldier standing at the head of the bridge didn't notice the slightest abnormality in Qi Huai, he treated it as if he were other corpses.
After walking dozens of steps, Qi Huai had already come to the middle of the Nai He Bridge.
Unexpectedly, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and the cold aura around his body became dozens of times richer.
And that's not all.
It was dark overhead, but now it turned dark red, and every now and then a red thunderbolt sounded.
At the same time, the cries of countless people were also heard in his ears, but they were faint and could not be heard.
Qi Huai released his shadow and looked further ahead over the crowd in front of him.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it just makes him stunned for a moment.
What Shicai saw from the outside was completely different from what he saw now.
The Nai He bridge at the foot is very long, and you can't see the end at a glance, and the dead people in front of Qi Huai have been lined up for at least five or six miles.
No wonder I couldn't see the end outside just now, and I didn't see the whole picture of the bridge at all!
Qi Huai seriously suspected that there was no bridge in that place at all, and what he saw was only a phantom manifestation.
He controlled the shadow and continued to walk forward, feeling more and more amazed in his heart.
After walking a mile, the eyes of the walking dead gradually regained their brightness, and their lips opened and closed, muttering to themselves.
A mile further ahead, they are no different from normal people, and they know that they are dead, and they are about to go to the underworld to be reincarnated.
All in all, the further we went, the clearer the minds of these dead became.
Of course, there are more and more Yin soldiers.
Because a large number of people simply can't accept the fact that they are dead, they are still greedy for everything that exists in the world, and they are eager to go back.
There was a state where wealthy merchants wept and promised glory and wealth to the Yin soldiers on both sides, with countless gold and silver.
There are True Blood Realm cultivators who tried in vain to escape from this place with their own cultivation, and brazenly punched the Yin soldiers, but in the end they ended up in ashes.
......
On the Nai River Bridge, life is undoubtedly revealed.
It is a process from birth to death and from death to life.
Qi Huai faintly had some understanding, but the perception was too shallow, and he didn't grasp it.
The shadow did not stay, and continued to walk forward for dozens of miles, this Nai He Bridge was far longer than Qi Huai thought.
But he finally saw the end.
There were no Yin soldiers there, just a large, indescribable pot.
There was a bubble of hot or cold stuff in the pot, and it was full of unknown liquid.
Perhaps, those gurgling and bubbling turbidity can be called ......
Soup?
The shadow walked around the cauldron and continued to look back, and immediately saw that behind the cauldron was a pair of slender and straight legs.
These legs are extremely long.
The owner of these legs is also very large.
His legs were white and flawless, his feet were barefoot, he was stepping on the dirty ground, and his instep was stained with dots of dirt.
It is as if it is a pure and unsullied lotus flower, which has fallen from heaven into the filthy world.
Qi Huai didn't have these thoughts.
After all, one of her toenails is bigger than Qi Huai's whole person.
"This should be the legendary Meng Po." Qi Huai thought so.
Although it was hard for him to believe that Meng Po was not an old woman, but a complete beauty.
But judging from the current situation, he can't help but believe it.
However, this one scooped the soup from the pot with a spoon in one hand, and roughly broke open the mouths of those people with the other hand, pouring Meng Po soup into their stomachs without saying anything......
It seems that Meng Po is not just a beauty.
Or a... Violent beauty.