After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

The underworld is impermanent, the god of death in the world: Gou An, the more you cry, the more miserable you become.

The little love god: Song Qinqing, on the other hand, was at a loss, busy comforting Gou An, but also guarding against changes in the surrounding environment.

After all, the resentment buff is full.

That evil spirit may appear at any time!

Not knowing if it was a hallucination, Song Qinqing suddenly felt that the night sky above his head darkened for a while.

As the night deepened, there was a sudden noise in this abandoned neighborhood that was originally barren and inhabited.

It seems that countless residents are pouring in, talking happily.

However, Song Qinqing looked around, but saw that there was no one around.

He was clearly the only one in the whole block.

"Master Wuchang, I don't think the situation is quite right now..."

Song Qinqing hadn't said the word "Miao" yet, and was turning her head to discuss countermeasures with Gou An, but found——

He was really the only one left in the whole block!

Literally one person.

Because that god of death who is afraid of ghosts doesn't know where to hide!

The voices of these conversations quickly noticed the "young girl" standing alone in the night.

The originally friendly voice suddenly turned into a sharp noise.

Rao Song Qinqing, who is a god, had a hard time adapting to it for a while, and the sharp, malicious and cruel words penetrated into his eardrums one after another.

All kinds of vicious words, such as "bitch", "sex", "pretending to be pure", entered Song Qinqing's brain along the ear canal like a drill, and stirred into his brain like pressing a switch. combine.

Song Qinqing is more sensitive to emotions, which is also one of his advantages when performing tasks.

When this advantage is exploited, it becomes a deadly threat.

Thinking of Zheng Shiyin, who caused such a disaster just because of her beauty, Song Qinqing inevitably felt a little heartbroken.

If it wasn't him who appeared at this time, but Zheng Shiyin...

Song Qinqing couldn't imagine how a girl could endure such malice!

Some unbearable fantasies appeared uncontrollably in front of him, which began to affect his reason.

Song Qinqing simply closed her eyes, trying to review some spells of purifying the heart taught by her master in her mind, and slowly adjusted her mood.

When he opens his eyes again...

At a short distance, he met the eyes of the hideous white shadow.

The evil appeared!

"Fake--"

The white shadow's head shook "Kaka", making a dull sound like a jam.

Those dirty red eyes reflected Song Qinqing's calm face half hidden under the curly hair.

Bai Ying saw through the trap, and his eyelids stretched and enlarged, almost staring those eyeballs out of their sockets.

It uttered a harsh cry that seemed to scratch the skin: "Kill him—kill him—"

Following the order of the white shadow, various dead souls floated out from all corners of the abandoned commercial street, condensing into distorted human figures in different positions.

As Song Qinqing guessed:

The ghost who harassed Zheng Shiyin had indeed gathered many souls from the underworld to escape back to the human world!

In the well-managed and heavily guarded underworld, there are eighteen layers of the so-called "hell" alone!

This dead soul entered the underworld, not to mention how to gather this group of dead souls to escape.

It is only said that it is so complicated to communicate with other dead souls without Wuchang not noticing, so the jailbreak act...

And to persuade these dead souls to have such a treasonous idea, and to ensure that there are no traitors in the team to backstab themselves...

Song Qinqing couldn't imagine it.

What a meticulous mind and a strong psychological quality this requires.

The squad leader is really a smart man.

It's a pity that I didn't put my smart mind on my life and career...

Instead, it was put on harming people, on defying the iron rule of the Three Realms after death!

Song Qinqing didn't understand, but she didn't want to understand either.

Right now, he just wants to protect Zheng Shiyin.

Brave yourself up and face the evil spirits in the street, Song Qinqing yelled: "Master Wuchang! They are here!"

Originally, he just wanted to inform his "partner" Gou An.

Regardless of whether the other party dares to come out or not, he at least hopes that the other party will hide in a good place and be more careful.

But Gou An didn't seem to understand it that way.

Maybe it was a mistake to think that this little Cupid still believed in him, but he was actually encouraged!

"Ahhhh-"

Holding the soul-locking whip and shouting to cheer himself up, Gou An actually rushed out from a certain corner!

Seeing that Gou An was clearly afraid and willing to fight side by side with him, Song Qinqing was very moved.

"Impermanence..." Song Qinqing politely called halfway.

After watching Gou An standing there and stopping, stretching out his fingers to count twenty dead souls on the street...

Holding the soul-locking whip again, shouting "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" and hid back!

Song Qinqing: "..."

So why did this god of death rush out just now?

Stealing the show?

Right now, the evil spirit doesn't care about Song Qinqing's situation.

Seeing him alone and helpless, the souls of the dead became even more insane.

More than [-] dead souls were like sharp arrows, directly attacking Qin Qing.

The speed is so fast that it even produces afterimages!

Song Qinqing immediately made a knot seal with both hands.

His thin body became hot in the winter night, and a silver light flashed twice at the spine an inch below his neck.

I felt a burst of force like a sword piercing through my skin, rushing towards the sky, and then opened it up in an instant, turning into a huge barrier, and crashing to the ground——

Like a violent rainstorm and hailstorm, the invisible mad power suppressed all the dead souls to the ground!

There was a cloud of dust on the ground where the sand was piled up, and as Song Qinqing came back to his senses, the dust slowly fell to the ground.

The souls of the dead all over the street were suppressed by Song Qinqing with one blow!

"Hiss..." Song Qinqing felt a pain in the back of her neck.

This sacred bone has been with him for 20 years, and it is the spiritual root of Song Qinqing as a god of heaven.What he is best at is still using it to create a small enchantment.

On weekdays, at most, he only passively drives away evil spirits, and rarely actively uses its power to calm the soul.

"Amazing, little Eros..." Seeing that "our side" had the upper hand, Gou An, the god of death, came out of nowhere, applauding and praising, "You are more suitable to become impermanence than me!"

The inch of skin under the neck was still burning with pain, Song Qinqing raised his hand, soothing the heat with his cold fingers.

He looked at Gou An, not minding the other party's betrayal, and asked respectfully, "Now that everything is not a foregone conclusion, is there any way for Master Wuchang to formally stabilize the situation?"

His self-knowledge is limited.

The soul-suppressing power radiates out from him as the center, not to mention the limited area of ​​the entire range, in fact, the closer to the edge, the lower the power.

Gou An didn't take it seriously, "Isn't this already settled? Little Cupid has never seen a big scene, so she is easily scared, and I understand impermanence very well!"

"but……"

The voice did not fall.

It seemed to confirm Song Qinqing's worries.

At the very edge, a few wisps of dead souls escaped from the suppression, and seemed to have the tendency to escape!

"Master Wuchang, look..." Song Qinqing pointed to the subtle movement, wanting to show Gou An.

As soon as he turned his head, Gou An who was in place had long since disappeared.

Song Qinqing: "..."

No longer having expectations for the so-called Mr. Wuchang, Song Qinqing faced the few shadows that were about to move.

Mobilizing the aura of the whole body, Song Qinqing was about to pull his legs to move to the edge, planning to launch the divine bone suppression at close range again.

But those ghosts in the distance didn't seem to intend to pester Song Qinqing.

On the contrary, like beasts smelling meat, they found something nearby and moved in the direction of the breath.

And the direction they rushed to was exactly where he hid Zheng Shiyin and Chang Qing!

Oops!It shouldn't be!

He specially strengthened several breath-holding symbols given by his master in the small environment!

It stands to reason that these dead souls should not be able to smell the breath of the two in the small environment.

Unless, there is something higher in the environment than the breath-holding talisman...

Its appearance neutralized the protective effect of the breath-holding talisman!

The body does not move, the consciousness goes first.

Song Qinqing remotely sensed the small enchantment, drove Breeze, and checked Chang Qing...

He really found a new evil-calling talisman!

In the enchantment, Zheng Shiyin seemed to have seen the spell, and asked in surprise, "You still keep these things?"

Chang Qing flinched and said: "The old ones were confiscated by Cupid, these are new ones, they seem to be different from the original ones..."

Of course not.

Originally, the "master" lied to Chang Qing, saying that he could transfer other people's disasters to himself.

Even the gods may not have such skills, the master is just cheating money.

But right now, this is the basic spell that can really attract evil spirits!

It can indeed turn other people's misfortune onto itself...

Because all evil spirits can be attracted by it, naturally they won't have the time to provoke others!

This is the spell of indiscriminate self-exposure!

Chang Qing didn't know when, he was able to hide this from Qin Qing, and begged for these things again!

Due to the advantage of occupying the position, those few dead souls almost flashed in front of the two of them.

Caught off guard, they met the ferocious Xie Xing, and the two mortals screamed.

Zheng Shiyin was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

Chang Qing's heart was beating like thunder, but he still held on, protecting Zheng Shiyin, trying to protect her from possible harm.

It must be too late for the physical body to rush over!

What about the teleporter?How long will it take to take it out of the warehouse and use it now?

Is there any way to block them in an instant?

In an instant, Song Qinqing's brain was in chaos.

Numerous proposals appeared almost simultaneously in the brainstorming, and were rejected at the same time.

Seeing that his mission object was about to fall into a desperate situation, he panicked to the extreme.

The reason has not yet made a decision, and the instinct of the body has changed first——

He only felt that the divine bone under the back of his neck was suddenly ignited, bursting out with scorching heat!

Song Qinqing only felt a brute force coming out of the god bone violently, so fast that when it broke out, it took part of his sanity indiscriminately and along with the trend.

"Uh!"

It was like dropping a nuclear bomb on the ground.

Like a meteorite falling on a pool of water.

The rampant divine power exploded within the original range, and with a more brutal force than before, it severely suppressed the dead souls in the blink of an eye.

Each revenant has endured a heavier suppression than the previous one.

Being pressed three inches into the ground, the evil spirits all wailed in pain.

It's not just the dead that suffer.

And Song Qinqing.

This is the first time he has experienced the rampage of the god bone.

Previously, only the moment when the spiritual power came out of his body, he would feel pain.

But now, after the bone strength is gone, the high temperature of his body still cannot subside.

Even the thin part of the long skirt on her body showed faint signs of burning.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and when Song Qinqing returned to consciousness, she found herself kneeling on the ground because of her body being overwhelmed.

Right in front of you, close at hand.

The leader of the evil being suppressed into the ground cursed crazily: "Why do you - why do you - why do you stop me -"

"You don't understand love—you don't understand love—you die alone—you're going to die alone—"

Song Qinqing wanted to scold back, but when she opened her mouth, her throat felt fishy and sweet again.

The bruise dripped onto the Linglong Bean suspended in the air, and the blood flowed, as if it had been absorbed, but fell to the ground as it was.

"What do you know about love?"

Song Qinqing said with difficulty, "You are just clinging to your own selfish desires! You don't deserve to mention the word "love"! "

"You'll have to die—I won't let you—I won't let you—"

The evil roar resounded through the night.

Not knowing if it was a physical problem, Song Qinqing suddenly felt a chill.

"Ah..."

Song Qinqing couldn't help but sneezed.

When he raised his head while sniffling, he found a familiar scene appeared in front of him——

Between the heaven and the earth, the cold air permeated the air.

It was as if an underground passage had been opened, and the gloomy cold air filled everything at present.

Qin Qing was deeply impressed by such a scene!

He knelt up and was about to turn his head to look for something when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink...

A burst of force with a thick temperature enveloped him.

Touching her shoulder, Song Qinqing felt a burst of softness——

He was covered in a fine black robe.

Beside him stood a pair of straight long legs with gilt silver buckled leather boots.

Song Qinqing looked up and saw a tall man standing beside her.

The visitor was wearing a long windbreaker with an excellent drape, and a bronze mask with a fluorescent pattern on his face.

The man's dark purple eyes were faintly red in the cold light, reflecting Song Qinqing's stunned expression.

This is... the young master of the underworld...

Yi Heng!