Ning Chen was very conflicted, more conflicted than ever. He had suffered so much and was so ruthlessly schemed by others. He had almost been trapped in the illusion and died. Now, he finally saw the treasure in front of him, but he couldn't get it.
This pain drove him crazy. It was as if someone had stabbed him and had to pull the knife out in the end.
"Huff huff"
The little white horse breathed heavily. Its entire body was red as if it had been cooked. Ning Chen was annoyed and did not have the time to pay attention to it.
"Ding!"
A bell rang, and a Ghost Seafood appeared outside the gates of the Netherworld. The Black and White Impermanences in front of it jumped a hundred feet and approached it in the blink of an eye.
Ning Chen felt a chill in his heart. He made a prompt decision and pulled the little white horse away. He didn't know who was sitting in the ghost sedan, but he couldn't deal with the Ox-Head Horse-Face Black and White Ghosts.
It was enough for him to be hot-headed once. He couldn't go looking for trouble again.
The main hall of the Netherworld was very large. Behind the altar was a blood pool that was 100 feet wide. The blood pool had dried up, but the smell of blood lingered for a long time, making people feel nauseous.
After the Nether Ghost Carriage entered the hall, it stopped in front of the altar. A pair of cold eyes looked at the demon blade and divine sword on the altar, and a strange note was chanted from its mouth, wanting to take back these two divine weapons.
The demon saber trembled slightly and emitted a dazzling blood-red light. Just as it was about to fly out, the divine sword's purple light intensified and suppressed the restless demon saber. The two divine weapons trembled continuously as if they were arguing about something.
In the end, the demon blade calmed down, and so did the divine sword.
"Humph!"
A cold snort came from the Ghost Carriage. It was obvious that the Ghost Carriage was dissatisfied with the result. However, the sword had a spirit. In the netherworld, no one could force the two divine weapons to recognize each other as their masters.
"Ghost Girl, long time no see!"
At this moment, an extremely sinister voice sounded from outside the hall. The person who came was as handsome as a demon. He was dressed in purple and red. Although he was smiling, there was a chill that made people tremble.
"Dark Child, you're actually awake too!"
The voice of the woman in the ghost sedan carried a trace of surprise and anger. She was very unhappy with the premature birth of the handsome man in front of her.
"Wake up? Ha, I've always been awake."
The Dark Child took two steps forward and came to the front of the altar. He smiled indifferently.
The woman in the palanquin did not care about this obvious lie. They had all been asleep for a long time. It was impossible for anyone to be awake.
The Dark Child was an anomaly of the Underworld. It was powerful and absurd, shocking and terrifying at the same time.
"Are you also here for the demon blade?"
It was a fact that the Dark Child had woken up, so the ghost girl didn't think too much about it and asked in a deep voice.
"If I say no, would you believe me?" The Dark Child's fingers gently stroked the lines on the demon knife, and the corners of his mouth curled up dangerously. He continued," However, I know that many people are interested in it, so I came."
Ghost Girl mocked in the "Mad Scientist" sedan.
"Crazy? I think the ghost girl understands the Dark Child the best. What a pity."
The Dark Child sighed deeply, and a touch of sorrow flashed across his devilish face. His sorrowful sigh seemed to be heartbroken by the ghost girl's incomprehension.
"Abyss, your hypocrisy is disgusting!"
The Ghost Girl said the real name of the Dark Child with sarcasm. In this place, there were only the two of them. Both of them knew each other very well, so they naturally wouldn't be moved by this fake performance.
The Dark Child turned around with a serious expression and sighed softly." I never lie."
The ghost girl's cold laugh came from the sedan chair." What you said is the biggest lie!”
"Dark Child, don't blame me for not reminding you. This life is different from the past. Your absurdity will only bring you death."
The Ghost Girl didn't want to waste any more time. She chanted softly, and the Black and White Impermanences opened the way. Ox-Head and Horse-Face lifted the sedan, and the Nether Ghost sedan slowly left. It didn't take long for it to disappear.
"Death, I look forward to it!"
Dark Child gently caressed the blade, and a light flashed in his eyes. He let the blade cut his finger as if he didn't know it. A trace of blood flowed down the blade, making the cold blade look even more demonic.
The demon blade didn't reject the Dark Child's blood, but it didn't acknowledge his identity either. It just stabbed into the altar quietly. The blood light was extinguished, and it didn't move.
Dark Child looked at Demon Blade quietly. After a long time, he smiled and said," Demon Blade, Demon Blade, I will wait for the day you are born. I will watch you dye the world in the most wonderful blood color."
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Ning Chen didn't know what had happened in the hall. He didn't look back after he left. He knew that the pair of evil swords didn't belong to him. He couldn't move them and couldn't take them away. However, he hid the wooden boat beside the Ruo River. No one else could come in.
Ning Chen was in a terrible mood and kept nagging.
Ning Chen admitted that he wasn't a narrow-minded person. What he couldn't get, no one else could either.
As for whether the person in the ghost sedan could take the pair of swords, it was not something he could control. Although he was very unhappy, he really had no choice.
Now, he couldn't even defeat the Ox-Head and Horse-Face who carried the palanquin, let alone the person or ghost in the ghost palanquin.
The little white horse's body was still red, and it even felt a little hot. It really looked like it had been cooked.
" Huff huff." The little white horse was suffering but could not speak. It did not dare to vent its resentment.
Ning Chen gloated over his misfortune.
He still had a lot of resentment about not being able to take the sword away. Seeing that the little white horse would not die for a while and would at most suffer for a few days, he no longer cared about it.
"Bear with it. Oh right, where was I just now?"
After Ning Chen came out of the illusion, he started to talk a lot more. He became a chatterbox. Actually, it was not difficult to understand. Anyone who was trapped in the illusion for days, months, or years would not have a living person around them. There was not even a cockroach. There were only groups of ghost soldiers and ghost riders. Even if they were not crazy, they would be abnormal.
The little white horse was in great pain. It basically ignored what Ning Chen was saying. Occasionally, it would pant. It was annoyed by Ning Chen's nagging and expressed its protest.
Unfortunately, Ning Chen did not care about its protest at all.
In his eyes, the little white horse's protest was cute.
In other words, as long as it was alive, it was cute.
Behind the main hall of the Netherworld was a barren land full of potholes and randomly erected boulders. The strange terrain was endless, making people feel a chill in their hearts.
Ning Chen frowned. He didn't like this place. Not only was the Yin Qi too heavy, but it was also difficult to walk.
He was a disabled person, and walking on flat ground was already more difficult than walking on ordinary people. Now that he had to walk on this strange terrain, wasn't this asking for his old life?
Ning Chen looked at the little white horse and measured the latter's system. In the end, he gave up. This guy didn't look like he had much meat. It was still unknown whether he could carry him or not. Don't drop him again.
He had jumped off the cliff and fell on his leg, so it was not worth it to kowtow today.
Thinking about it, his life was actually quite good. He didn't fall to his death after jumping off the cliff, and he didn't know what he fell on not long after. Today, he didn't die in the illusion and was saved by the little white horse. It was said that good people don't live long, and evil people live for thousands of years. However, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a bad person, right?
The ancients said, the ancients said, the ancients said so many things, it seemed that there would always be mistakes.
"Xiao Bai, do you think I'm a good person?”
Ning Chen asked as he turned his wheelchair and tried to climb up the small pit.
"Huff huff"
Even though the little white horse was uncomfortable, it could not help but express its disdain.
"I knew you must think so too."
Ning Chen smiled happily and said.
"Huff huff"
The little white horse rolled its eyes and ignored this shameless human.
"Wait!"
Ning Chen's hand suddenly stiffened. He looked up at the surrounding terrain and had a bad feeling.
Could this be the legendary Eighteen Hells?
Ning Chen frowned and thought about it. In his previous life, he did not dabble much in myths and legends, so he did not remember very clearly. Was there an eighteen level hell behind the Netherworld Hall?
Ning Chen sighed in his heart. It was true that he would have read more books about myths and legends if he had known.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the man and the horse finished their rations. Their throats were dry and smoking, but they realized that this strange place seemed to never end.
"Little White, we won't die of hunger and thirst here, right?”
Ning Chen slowly turned his wheelchair and said weakly.
"Huff huff"
The little white horse turned around and snorted, indicating that they could return the way they came.
Ning Chen was silent for a moment, but he still shook his head. He kept feeling that there was a terrifying monster guarding behind him, making him not dare to turn around.
"Huff huff"
The little white horse continued to walk forward, meaning that if he didn't return, then he wouldn't. If he had to die, then he would die together.
"Righteousness!"
Ning Chen was very satisfied with the little white horse's attitude. He smiled with difficulty. He decided that if he could survive, he would treat this guy a little better.
"Uh…"
After walking for half a day, just as the man and horse were about to run out of energy, Ning Chen suddenly trembled in his wheelchair. He let out a painful groan. In his Sea of Qi, the two golden pages began to devour each other.
"Behave yourselves!"
Ning Chen was furious and shouted. What kind of situation was this? These two guys were still fighting among themselves.
The little white horse was shocked. It looked at Ning Chen in confusion.
The two golden pages seemed to be natural enemies. When the genuine Qi in the Sea of Qi was still sufficient, they could still coexist. However, now that the genuine Qi in the Sea of Qi in the Dantian had almost dispersed, the two golden pages could no longer maintain peace.
Ning Chen's expression was unusually ugly as he said in a deep voice," If I die here, the two of you will die with me. You'd better behave yourselves."
"Buzz!"
The two golden pages quivered as if they had understood. They stopped fighting and gradually calmed down.
"What kind of damned world is this? Even a piece of paper can become a spirit!"
Ning Chen cursed in a bad mood. Then, a thought flashed through his mind, a thought that even he himself felt was ridiculous.
However, he had already seen ridiculous things, so he didn't mind trying this one time.
Ning Chen forced the last of his Genuine Qi into the golden paper on the altar. He calmed himself down and said," Listen up. We are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. Since you came from this hell, you naturally know how to get out. If you don't want to be buried here with me forever, come out and show me the way."
The golden paper was silent for a moment, then it really flew out from Ning Chen's sea of vital energy. The golden light on the paper shone brightly, and the dazzling light shone into the distance. A large black crack could be vaguely seen.
"F * ck!"
This time, Ning Chen finally couldn't help but curse. They had already walked past that place, but there was no such crack at that time.
"Herod!"
The little white horse excitedly raised its front hooves and cried out correctly for the first time in its life. It no longer wheezed and pretended to be mute.
The little white horse ran quickly and abandoned Ning Chen without any loyalty.
"Ungrateful wolf!"
Ning Chen cursed angrily. He turned the wheelchair with both hands and slowly and unsteadily walked towards the big crack.
This lousy place was really annoying…
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