Chapter 37 The Resentment of the Resentful Soul 1
Wuhun stood up and stepped on the open space again.
"Hmph, I finally found you. The block is quite deep. I have spent so much effort to hide the entrance of this cave. I have seen her myself, just by using these few tricks from Zakuli, I really have to doubt whether she is still a native native."
Leng Huo Xueyu heard that he found the entrance and pulled out the short sword from his waist and came to the soulless side.
Wuhun saw her pulling out the short sword, "Don't be so exaggerated. I just found the entrance of the cave and hadn't opened it yet. Why did you draw out the sword? And it was hanging not far above my head. The old saying goes, swords have no eyes. What if you accidentally encounter me, I will have only one life."
Leng Huo Xueyu snorted coldly, then waved the sword a few times. Leng Lin's sword energy kept behind his head and fell like rain.
"Where did I come from so much nonsense? I like this. I want you to care. I am called being prepared for any trouble. I don't even have this warning. I'm so embarrassed to come out and be stubborn. Why do I talk so much today?"
Not only Leng Huo Xueyu muttered in a low voice, but Wuhun himself also felt very strange.
"Yes, I used to say very little, what happened tonight? I've talked so much!"
"Click", the sound of the rotating sound of Jijiao, and a square brick on the ground slid left and right, revealing a dark and faint entrance to the cave. The stairs of the stone were down, and the cold cold air emerged from the darkness at the entrance of the cave, making Wuhun and Lenghuo Xueyu, who were standing by the cave, were both clever and the cold wind at their feet, and the bottom was pitch black and I didn't know how deep it was.
Wuhun tightly tied his belt and took the lead in walking down the stone steps.
Wuhun stepped down the steps with his feet softly.
Leng Huoxueyu hummed in her mouth, lowered her head, waiting for the soulless response, but seven or eight breaths passed, but there was still no voice.
Leng Huoxueyu looked up and stomped her feet in anger. There was no trace of people in the warehouse.
The guy Wuhun actually went down by himself, "I didn't tell me, it was so angry. When did he change his temperament become so good? Even if he heard me talking like this, he would have always had a reaction, but now he has become so silent. Humph, leave me alone here and let go!"
Leng Huo Xueyu realized that she was staying alone in the japanese curriculum, and the darkness was everywhere wrapped around her, and the darkest night was the darkest. At midnight when she couldn't see her fingers, she felt distressed even when she thought about it.
Leng Huo Xueyu turned his head and looked around. The warehouse was empty and there was no figure. Only the black fog in the distance was floating.
Although Leng Huo Xueyu has magical skills and good kung fu, she is still a girl under twenty years old and unmarried.
Of course she was a little sensitive to ghosts and souls. She felt relieved when she saw that there were no ghosts everywhere.
"No, I have to find the slaughter Wuhun quickly. Humph, how dare you treat me like this? Wait until you meet you, you will be as good as you."
As if he was confused, Leng Huoxueyu lifted his foot and left a few small dots on the stone slab at the entrance of the cave one after another.
Lenghuo Xueyu was about to step towards the steps beside the cave, and the sudden sound of crackling sound was very real in the quiet warehouse.
The sudden crackling sound made Leng Huoxueyu very scared. Leng Huoxueyu's feet were pulled back like a cat with its tail. Then he leaned back and slid backwards, and then he lies behind the pile of broken tables and chairs.
After calming for a long time, I dared to stick my head out and look around.
The miscellaneous warehouse was quiet, and since the two clicks, there was no other movement.
Leng Huoxueyu stood up from behind the pile of tables and chairs. It turned out to be a false alarm. The two sounds just now should be the mechanism being closed.
Because the black hole can no longer be seen wherever Lenghuo and Xueyu see it.
Leng Huoxue Yu walked a few steps to the place where the black hole disappeared, "What's going on? Wasn't you doing well just now? Why did it suddenly disappear?"
Leng Huoxueyu muttered to himself, "It's really going to rain. My mother wants to get married. The entrance of the cave is sealed, how can I go."
Leng Huo Xueyu also wanted to go out and meet Guan Guang, but just going out in such a shame is a bit unreasonable. Just going out like this will definitely make you feel embarrassed.
"No, how could I, Leng Huo Xueyu, go out like this? Even if I go out, I have to wait for Wuhun to come out."
Leng Huo Xueyu looked left and right at the stone slab, "Where is its mechanism hidden? I haven't seen anything that Wuhun did. I opened the stone slab by myself, and I'll try it too!"
Leng Huoxueyu jumped and arrived at the place where Wuhun had stood before. Waiting for a while, the miracle that Leng Huoxueyu had anticipated had not yet occurred.
Leng Huo Xueyu was just thinking that the leaking ball rolled to the side, but Wuhun's previous action made her happy. When the mechanism was turned on, Wuhun seemed to have stamped her feet several times, and before the mechanism was turned off, she also stamped her feet several times.
"Is the way the mechanism is to stomp your feet and ignore it. Try it, maybe it will succeed. I won't lose a piece of meat anyway."
Leng Huoxueyu thought in his mind, but his feet moved. He raised his left foot and thrust on the stone slab with brute force. Leng Huoxueyu didn't know how he kicked, but just kicked randomly without any rules.
Suddenly a cold air came to her face, Leng Huoxueyu's heart trembled, and the dark and faint hole appeared in front of her again.
This time, Leng Huo Xueyu rushed down without any hesitation. The whole Zakuri was filled with the sound of the soles of leather boots and the stone stairs.
God knows whether the entrance of this dark cave will disappear. After all, Leng Huo Xueyu thinks this mechanism is very unreliable, so she rushed down without hesitation.
"What a hole, it's really cold!"
Leng Huoxueyu took out a big cotton robes from her back and put them on. The previous impulse made her not even colder than the thirty layers, but when she stopped, the cold and cold ice cold drilled into the hole in her body.
"It's already thirty levels. I haven't seen the shit Wuhun, nor did I look at the people behind me, and I'm going to know that a person is walking forward. Is there a fork in the way? No..." Leng Huo Xueyu denied in his heart.
At the same time, her gentle face was deep, and there was a worry in her eyebrows. "I slid into the fire tube when I got off the stone steps. The sloping flames burned high, which could illuminate the distance of seven or eight feet in front of me. If a fork in the road appeared at my feet, it would be impossible to see it. Then, where did that scumbag go? Is it steamed in the world? According to the principle, we will not have twenty breaths between the two. After so long, as long as he is still an individual, he should have found that there is one missing person behind. Of course, I have to look for it back, but I didn't even meet the thirty level." She thought about the key.
Suddenly, a white light flashed, Leng Huoxueyu pulled out the short sword from his waist to protect him in front of his chest, and he came to this tribe, and there was a strangeness everywhere, so it was better to be careful.
Leng Huoxueyu's steps gradually became lighter, his body bent back, his muscles on his arms tightened, and he made a fighting posture. As long as there was any movement in front, the tight muscles would definitely pierce the dagger in his hand into the other party's stomach as soon as possible.
The darkness and deepness are the main color here. As we walked, Lenghuo Xueyu suddenly slowed down, and the "deng" sound came into Lenghuo Xueyu's ears.
Leng Huo Xueyu's body flashed and he pressed against the wall. The sword tip of the sword with his left hand was raised and the hilt was turned inward. As long as she wanted, the person coming from the opposite side would definitely enjoy the smell of his stomach being pierced by the sword as soon as possible.
Leng Huoxueyu's back was against the wall, holding his breath. Although the wind and clouds were light on the surface, Leng Huoxueyu's heart was jumping, and the air was filled with tension. Just when the tension came, the sound came to an abrupt end.
"Huh?" Leng Huo Xueyu stared at her eyes and suddenly raised the sound. The sound disappeared. According to the previous distance, the distance between them was only eight or nine steps apart. The fire tube in her hand could see the other party, but Leng Huo Xueyu could be sure that there would never be anyone on the stone steps ahead.
"Then..." Leng Huo Xueyu's heart trembled, and a terror surrounded her in an instant. Although the word was not said, its appearance and legend had already been criticized in Leng Huo Xueyu's heart.
Ghosts are also called charm, and ghosts are the return.
Legend has it that after a person dies, he turns into a ghost, and the ghost returns to the flesh of heaven, to the blood of earth, to the water veins, to the sound of the zen, to the thunder, to the eye of the wind, to the sun and the moon.
The bones return to wood, the tendons return to mountains, the teeth return to stone, the ointment returns to *** and grass, and the breath turns into the dead and returns to the darkness.
Leng Huo Xueyu's head began to appear in chaos, and her mind was filled with strange legends, such as the ghost gate opening the hundreds of ghosts walking at night, the ghost soldiers borrowing the way, the six realms of reincarnation, and everything I had heard before was presented to her mind.
Leng Huo Xueyu felt her scalp suddenly, and the chill on her back was gradually moving closer to her heart.
Leng Huo Xueyu's fear was magnified in an instant, and the originally suppressed shock and petty ecstasy was instantly exploded.
Leng Huoxueyu thought to leave here quickly, but his hands and feet began to be out of control, his calves turned and his calves could not be turned, and his hands and feet became limp.
Leng Huoxueyu reluctantly raised her feet and moved forward little by little.
Leng Huoxueyu's ears were full of wind, and he seemed to have left the dark black hole here and came to a Duanya.
The two blood-red doors appeared out of thin air on the side of Duanya. The thick blood wind blew, and the color of the sky turned black and red. A fishy smell was rumbling. The two red doors cracked a crack, and the whistling whistled. The red doors made Leng Huoxueyu feel strange, as if there were not painted paint on it, but streams of blood. The door might have been bronze.
One by one, one with bloody face, and cracks on the cheeks covered with her skin, they were frantically hitting the thick bronze door with their heads.
The white brain splattered, the thick blood color was disgusting. The people who were suddenly hitting the copper door turned around and giggled at Leng Huo Xueyu who was hiding behind the huge rock, with their mouths rising, revealing strangeness.
Suddenly, Leng Huoxueyu's body shook, and the faces around her surrounded her, with hissing laughter, his big mouth full of maggots opened and closed, and his bloody face.
Leng Huoxueyu felt dizzy and her eyes were dazed. Her broken faces rushed into her mind and kept laughing wildly.
"Get out of here, this is not true, it is all fake, get out of here!"
Hahaha, the laughter kept echoing in the ears of Lenghuo Xueyu like a spell.
She squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, shouting hysterically, "No, no, no..."
The desperate cry accompanied by Leng Huo Xueyu. Even though she knew that everything here was fake, her soul seemed to be imprisoned, but she couldn't open the sky in front of her.
"What should I do? Am I going to die here today? I was eaten by these evil ghosts. Ah, I don't want to die yet!"
The more cold fire and snow rain resisted, the more the shadow of fear in my heart would expand.
Leng Huoxueyu has fallen into a swamp of despair. Seeing that his body is covered by mud, only bubbles on the surface of the swamp will be left in the end.
Suddenly, Leng Huo Xueyu felt a pain in her heart, and a stream of passionate blood spurted into the air, her mouth full of sweetness and fishyness, and the dark curtains in the sky cracked like sharp arrows.
Leng Huo Xueyu opened her eyes tightly, and the familiar face of Wuhun appeared in her sight.
When Wuhun saw Leng Huo Xueyu wake up, he said anxiously: "It's okay, are you okay? We must leave here as soon as possible. So, it's all undead, and this stone stairs are all undead..."
Leng Huo Xueyu's pale face became even paler after hearing Wuhun's words.
"What did you say? There are dead spirits!"
Wuhun nodded, "If there were no dead spirits here, how could you have been caught in the Yunmeng Ghost's Way!"
Leng Huoxueyu was shocked, "Did everything in his mind be real before?"
Leng Huoxueyu glanced at elsewhere in disbelief, and a bright red blood stain on the ground proved the mouth of blood she had spitted.
Wuhun said: "Can you still leave? The undead will catch up with you, and this will be a big trouble again!"
Leng Huoxueyu nodded, stood up and walked towards Wuhun.
She is now in a state of chaos, and she vomited a lot of blood and was extremely weak. She was more secure when the two of them meet together.
Leng Huo Xueyu lowered her eyes. If she could move her eyes a little inch up, she would see the evil smile on the corner of her soulless mouth and the flashing eyes.
Just when Leng Huo Xueyu and Wuhun were less than half a meter away, a familiar low shout suddenly came from the deep darkness in the distance.
"Don't go Leng Huo Xueyu, come back quickly. Humph, the little undead dares to act rashly, and dares to become your grandfather-less person and live impatiently."
"Hehe", a terrifying voice suddenly came from the body of the fake soulless body, causing Leng Huoxueyu to be clever. He stopped and jumped back. A kite turned over and landed two feet away from the fake soulless body, drawing out the short sword. Because his arms were sore and soft, he could only barely protect the short sword in front of his chest, staring at both sides with a good look.
"How come there are two soulless?"
The one in the black fog is also soulless, and he is very familiar with the sound of soullessness.
“What the hell did you give birth?”
Leng Huo Xueyu was a little confused, and she could only wait and see what she had to do now.
The fake soul giggled, changed his appearance, and then it seemed to have steamed it and disappeared.
"Go away quickly, he said nothing wrong. There is a gathering of undead spirits everywhere in this damn place!"
A thin figure flashed from the black fog, and the soulless face turned pale, with no blood marks on his body and his clothes were still plain, with only some tangles on the edges and corners...
Chapter completed!