Chapter 792, each with his own thoughts

When the aftermath fades and the smoke disappears, the ghosts who fell to the ground will react instantly.

"What about the kid? Where did the kid go? ”

"The ghost general's flashing fingers were magical, and he was able to avoid the deadly killing machine."

"Even so, he must have been seriously injured by the power he received at close range, and if he can capture it, he will definitely be rewarded by Lord Shendi!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and chase it? He was badly injured and couldn't run far! ”

For the sake of reward, all the ghost generals took action, and only the ghost emperor Zhang Heng, who was floating in the air, watched all this indifferently.

At this time, he suddenly noticed something, and glanced down at his right cuff, where a charred black mark was quite eye-catching.

That was the mark left by Qin Feng's thunder finger!

"Something interesting." Zhang Heng glanced at the direction of the ghost gate, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then his body flashed, and he disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he had already returned to the bridge.

When Zhao Wenhe saw Zhang Heng returning alone, he knew that the arrest was not successful, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Among the five ghost generals, if it is a competition for speed, no one is Zhang Heng's opponent, and even he has not caught the person who broke through the world, which shows that the person who broke through the world is not ordinary.

Zhou Qi stared at the broken line, and asked without looking back, "Missed?" ”

Zhang Heng responded: "It's not a miss, that kid was seriously injured by me, and the rest of the people should be able to capture him back." ”

Zhao Wenhe said curiously: "You mean, you let him go?" ”

"I gave him a chance to make a move, but he didn't die, so I didn't bother to chase it again." Zhang Heng generously admitted that so many ghost generals had seen it at the ghost gate, and it was pointless for him to hide it.

"Why?" Zhou Qi asked lightly.

"That kid is the son of the Southern Ghost Emperor who is breaking the boundary, and I appreciate it when he came to this realm alone to save his father, that's all."

"This" Zhao Wenhe was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Old Man Zhou Qi: "If this is the case, he will definitely try to destroy the punishment of the underworld in two days, although this possibility is very small." ”

The punishment of the underworld is famous in the ghost world, how can it be so easy to destroy?

There were also people who tried in vain to save the prisoners of the punishment of the underworld, but the result was just that the souls of the prisoners who were split by the punishment of the underworld were scattered.

As for the other party's desire to save people from the Infernal Prison, it is even more of a fool's dream.

After all, the only one who can open the Infernal Prison now is Zhou Qi.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the sky and waited for how the old man would respond.

I only heard Zhou Qi say lightly: "Although it is just an innocuous mouse, it is also annoying to toss in the ghost world."

Zhao Wenhe, you go and arrest him, whether he lives or dies.

As for Zhang Heng, if you make an assertion, you will be punished to stay at Naihe Bridge to guard the boundary and not leave a step. ”

"Okay." Zhang Heng gladly accepted.

After Zhou Qi finished speaking, he spoke again: "The ghost lord sits on the broken boundary, and the seal is unguarded, and I will stay there before the punishment of the underworld."

If there is an emergency, call me a message. ”

"Understood." Zhao Wenhe responded with a fist.

When you look up again, where is the old man?

After the old man left, Zhao Wenhe was about to leave, and Zhang Heng suddenly spoke: "Don't you think it's too coincidental that these things have happened recently?" ”

Zhao Wenhe paused: "What do you mean?" ”

"After the balance between life and death was broken, the ghost world changed frequently.

The god wanted to put the southern ghost emperor to death, and launched a war against the breaking of the boundary, and the ghost lord happened to be at this time because the boundary barrier was broken, and he was lacking in skills.

Behind all this, there seems to be a pair of hands pushing it. ”

When Zhao Wenhe heard this, his brows tightened, as a ghost emperor with deep qualifications in the ghost world, how could he not see these problems?

"What the hell are you trying to say? Do you know who's behind it? ”

Zhang Heng sneered: "Among the several ghost emperors, except for the old man I can't see through, whose city government can be as deep as you, you have long known it, but you still have to pretend to be confused." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Zhao Wenhe closed his eyes and groaned, and after a long time, he made up his mind and swept in the direction of the Ghost Realm Cuiyun Palace, which was the residence of the Jizo Bodhisattva.

Qin Feng, who was in a deep coma, seemed to be in the darkness of chaos.

There is no light and no sound here.

Suddenly, sporadic images scribbled across his eyes like slides.

He saw the moment when his father's soul was scattered, and he saw the tragic appearance of the Netherworld shattering and annihilating.

And in the crack of the void, in the memory of Xuan Yi's predecessors, the strange giant appeared again, and between the waves of his hand, dense sermons covered the sky and the sun.

It is also this text that is constantly eroding the ghost world and annihilating it.

At this moment, the giant in the crack suddenly discovered something, and on the body made of pieces of flesh, countless pupils looked towards Qin Feng in unison.

That gaze seemed to have some kind of magical power, absorbing Qin Feng's mind and making him keep getting closer.

The magic voice kept ringing in Qin Feng's ears: "Innate Yiqi, and I am one!" ”

Just as Qin Feng was about to sink into it, just as he was about to make a move, a bright moonlight pierced through the darkness and shone on the top of Qin Feng's head.

A soft voice sounded: "Wake up!" ”

Qin Feng opened his eyes suddenly, sat up, and looked around, this should be a stone cave.

At this moment, he was lying on the stone bed, looking out through the crack in the stone, the sky was dark, and it was obvious that he had been unconscious for a long time.

Tubo, who had shrunk in size, heard the movement and hurriedly ran over: "Young master, you have finally woken up." ”

Qin Feng pinched his eyebrows and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?" ”

Tu Bo thought for a moment and replied: "It should be three hours, and this time, the young master can really be said to have escaped death."

Then Tu Bo began to recall the process of saving Qin Feng, and vividly described the critical situation at that time and the majestic image of his loyal protector.

Qin Feng thanked him sincerely: "I misunderstood you before, thinking that you were a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, if it weren't for you this time, I would really be in danger."

But what makes me curious is that you fled into the ghost gate without thinking at the beginning, were you waiting for a chance to save me? ”

When Tu Bo heard this, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he was just about to say something, when at the entrance of the stone cave, a charming voice sounded: "This guy's escape speed is even comparable to that of Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng, do you expect it to have this loyalty?"

If I hadn't happened to meet it, how could it have risked its life to rush back and rescue you? ”

Qin Feng looked for prestige and saw Meng Shuang, who had a bewitching figure.

It's just that the latter at this moment has obviously experienced a big battle, not to mention his complexion, and there are still many wounds on his body that have not healed.

Before Qin Feng could ask, Meng Shuang brought out a bowl of decoction from the side.

Not to mention that the soup is muddy, it also exudes a pungent smell.

"I know you have a lot of questions, drink this first, recuperate, and then we'll talk."

"Okay." Qin Feng didn't say a word, took the decoction, and the pungent smell came to his nose, mixed with a smell of wine?

He hesitated for a moment, and finally drank the decoction, which is the so-called good medicine and good for the sick

Click!

The soup bowl shattered, and Qin Feng fell into a coma again.

Tubo exclaimed, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Meng Shuang muttered to herself: "Tsk, did you fail again?" ”

(End of chapter)