Suddenly, a thick dark cloud appeared above the night wandering god, and in the dark clouds, a series of gloomy scenes loomed.

The evil spirit that has wailed in the oil pot...

The expression is numb, and the souls of the dead people lining up to cross the bridge...

Including both sides of the strait...

The flowers that bloom on the other side.

"Today..."

"I wander at night, burn the soul of my life, and sacrifice the duty of night travel..."

"Even if you're a golden immortal..."

"I want you to know today, Difu..."

"Do not be disgraced."

The Night Wandering God's face looked extremely pale, but he was still smiling, with a little arrogance as a person from the underworld, and the next moment, the whole person exploded out of thin air, turned into a blood mist, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

And as he passed, the projection of the underworld in the sky seemed to become clearer.

An old woman standing on the bridge casually put a scoop into the pot, took out a scoop of water, and sprinkled it on the world.

"Thousands of years have passed..."

"The arrogance of the underworld has never changed."

"But..."

"I'm completely paranoid."

It was only at this moment that Zhao Gongdao sighed slightly, raised his head, looked at the water flowing above, and his expression became a little more solemn.

"It's okay..."

"What fell was Meng Po soup..."

"If it's a judge's pen, a book of life and death, or something like that, today's sword of mine may be embarrassed if it is unsheathed for the first time..."

With the whispering, Zhao Gongdao slowly raised his hand.

The light blue Dinghai Pearl phantoms appeared behind themselves, spinning rapidly, surrounding the Meng Po soup that fell high in the air.

In an instant, the current seemed to be fixed, motionless.

"Scatter."

Zhao Gongdao said lightly.

Twenty-four Dinghai pearls once again form a new arrangement.

Meng Po soup suddenly dispersed.

Heaven and earth are at peace.

"It's a pity..."

"I sacrificed my soul thoughts together..."

Looking at the location where the Night Wandering God fell, Zhao Gongdao's tone revealed a faint regret, and then he slowly turned around and looked at Su Yang: "Are you still satisfied with this?" ”

"Very satisfied!"

"It makes me feel like I am hugging my thighs!"

"It turns out that this is the little white face in other people's mouths, is the fox fake tiger?"

"It's cool."

Su Yang opened his mouth and smiled.

There was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

But Su Yang just wiped it casually, just held on to the tree and staggered to his feet.

At this moment, the roar of the car engine was heard clearly!

The next moment, a tattered expensive sports car, almost drifting, rushed into the yard.

The sports car came to a steady stop.

The broken shell, the blood-stained windshield, seemed to tell something.

The doors open.

Liu Wuving's weak, embarrassed figure reluctantly got out of the car, and his chest was still stained with blood.

Although he was seriously injured, his gaze was so fierce, filled with a strong killing intent.

"In..."

"In my Shanhai City, the people who moved my Shanhai City..."

"Have you asked my opinion?"

"Even if you're an immortal..."

"I'm going to kill you today!"

Before the person got out of the car, the passionate words were already echoing in the void.

There is a determination to exchange lives for lives!

If it is paired with heart-wrenching music, this monologue may make many people cry.

What kind of city lord can drive dozens of miles for the safety of his own people, under serious injury, just to protect!

can sing and cry, enough to go down in the history of Shanhai City.

Merely...

It's silent.

There is no ridicule of the imaginary villain, nor is there the surprise and cheers of the people in the imaginary time of crisis.

Everything came too calmly.

Even calm and a little weird.

Liu Wushu finally got out of the car, looked around, and finally set his eyes on Zhao Gongdao.

"It's you..."

"Are you presumptuous in my Shanhai City?"

As he spoke, Liu Wushu slowly moved forward.

Zhao Gongdao didn't respond, just looked at Su Yang with a slight look of inquiry.

"Hmm..."

"You don't have to kill this."

"For the time being, it's still my own."

Su Yang thought about it carefully and said.

As his voice fell, the 24 Dinghai Pearls behind Zhao Gongdao melted into his body again and disappeared.

As for Zhao Gongdao himself, he slowly walked behind Su Yang and stood still.

"What..."

"What's the situation?"

Even if Liu Wushu was no longer good, he reacted to something at this moment, and looked at Su Yang suspiciously.

But Su Yang didn't seem to have any idea of explanation, just staggered closer to Xishen and looked at the faint soul thought: "Are you still alive?" ”

"Live... Alive..."

"But death is also... It's not far away. ”

Xishen said weakly, and the gloomy soul thought seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

"It's a shame to waste it."

"Why don't you lend me..."

Su Yang thought for a moment and said.

It's just that he was only halfway through his words, and Xishen's eyes widened, and he suddenly floated up: "It's not your way to cross the river and demolish the bridge!" ”

"Even if you don't save me and send me to the end, I will count you as affectionate and righteous!"

"But you're still swallowing me?"

"What about your conscience?"

Xishen, who was originally extremely weak, spoke at the moment, but he was full of anger.

Su Yang was dazed: "Aren't you going to die?" ”

"Adjectives!"

"Do you know what an adjective is?"

"I'm just going to modify the current situation a little bit and expand it a little!"

"As long as the soul thoughts are still alive and cultivated for a period of time, they can recover, this is common sense, do you understand common sense?"

Xishen jumped like thunder, grinding his teeth and said, I can't wait to rush up now and take a bite at Su Yang.

"Is that so..."

"It's a pity..."

Su Yang spoke softly.

"What are you sorry for?"

"It's a pity I didn't die!!"

"I've already played for you just now!"

The god roared angrily.

But Su Yang was a little puzzled: "After I lose the ability to resist, he will definitely kill you..."

"You should be looking at self-preservation."

"And we are allies, advance and retreat together!"

Listening to Su Yang's words, Xishen couldn't help but be silent for a while.

"You just wanted your ally's life."

Xishen opened his mouth quietly, but was sternly retorted by Su Yang: "This is the maximization of benefits!" ”

"So, can any of you talk to me about what's going on?"

"The City Lord's Mansion was attacked, and I was seriously injured before I killed the other party."

"Before the other party died, he said that he had laid out the plan for you."

"How could I tolerate someone in Shanhai City doing something to my people?"

"Especially you Su Yang?"

"Although I was seriously injured, although my meridians were broken, I still ran for dozens of miles to rush to support."

"But the question is..."

"What about the other party?"

Liu Wushu completely belongs to that kind, no favor, hard selling, looking weak and unbearable, looking at Su Yang, his tiger eyes are full of concern.