hell in disguise

Something must have happened to Bo Xun.

A few days after Dasamoluo left, Zanna felt a subtle change in the air, as if many invisible strings were being pulled tightly, and any extra pressure would burst.He doesn't have much contact with the outside world, the only outsider he can see is the yellow-shirted ghost who brings him food and clothes.These evil spirits from the scorching hell are only the size of an egg when they are born, and they shed a layer of yellow skin every year, and each time they shed their skin, they grow a little bigger.When the skin is about to fall off, it looks like a yellow dress wrapped around them, hence the name "yellow shirt".And this yellow-shirted ghost has grown to about the position of his chest. It is estimated to be more than 200 years old, very young.Because of his young age, many of his expressions are not well controlled. I can clearly feel that his expression in the past two days is very tense compared with the first few days, and the three orange pupils are full of unconcealable fear.

And outside the hall, there is often the sound of orderly footsteps rushing past amidst the chaos, as if a team of soldiers passed by.It is not normal to dispatch troops so frequently.If it wasn't for the heavenly court's surprise attack on hell, it would be something happening on Bo Xun's side.

But what made him most sure that something was wrong was a disturbing intuition.Ever since Bo Xun quietly appeared and left silently that night, he could feel a growing anxiety as time went by, as if an ominous fate was about to move in the dark, wandering in all directions, waiting for an opportunity to take the radiant The gods are pulled into the abyss.

Thinking of this, the scales on his back stood up nervously, and the mouth in his palm wriggled uncomfortably, swallowing the corrosive saliva secreted more and more due to anxiety.He refused to admit that he was worried about Bo Xun, but he couldn't ignore the anxiety that tortured people's sanity from all angles of thinking.

So he asked the yellow-shirted ghost for the first time, "What happened outside?"

The yellow-shirted ghost was taken aback, and gave him a timid look, "No...it's nothing wrong."

"But there are heavenly soldiers invading?"

"No. It's safe here." He seemed to be slightly relieved and replied, probably because he guessed wrong.

Sure enough, something happened in the world...

The heartbeat in Qian Na's chest suddenly became extremely vivid, beating his internal organs and bones at a speed close to panic, "What happened to Bo Xun?"

This time the ghost in yellow became even more panicked, put down the hot water for washing in a hurry, and ran away without even answering.

Qian Na became more and more sure that something happened to Bo Xun.The smoldering anxiety in his chest suddenly became hard to ignore, sweeping his mind vividly and fiercely.But no matter how anxious he was, it was useless, he pulled the chain with all his strength in vain, and his wrist was cut and bleeding from the metal.Even though he knew that even if he ran to the human world, he probably wouldn't be able to help him, he still wanted to do something, anything, as long as he wasn't waiting here.

He suddenly understood why Yan Fei chose to become Bo Xun.

This feeling of powerlessness, this feeling of being crushed by all beings stronger than him, this feeling of watching something he didn't want to happen... This torture haunts every reincarnation of him, and curses him Every minute and every second, he thought that he was used to numbness, that he had accepted his powerlessness and insignificance, but now he found that he had not lost all hope, and he would still be caught by the fear of loss.

At that time, when Yan Fei thought he was dead, but he couldn't take revenge, how desperate must he be?Desperate to the point of despair, I don't care whether I will disappear or not, and I want to gain powerful power to take revenge.

Regardless of whether that person is Yan Fei or Bo Xun, after all, Qian Na can't let him live and die on his own in the circle of the heavens, and his heart is as still as water.He thought for a while, but there was not even a sharp object within reach of his hand. Finally, he reached behind his back and forcibly pulled out the Zhanye Sword from his back.The Zhanye Sword was a part of himself, and it couldn't be used to hurt himself. Moreover, he was trapped in the formation and couldn't use any mana.But he still tried to sharpen his wrist with the rusty edge of Zhanyejian.Under his uninterrupted efforts, the flesh was finally ground to a bloody mess.Enduring the pain, he inserted his sharp claws into the flesh, tearing the wound wider and wider.Large pieces of purple blood flowed out, although it was very painful and looked very frightening, but it was not fatal to the green scale ghost.The wound will probably heal within a few hours.

Zunna guessed that in order to prevent him from having an accident, Bo Xun must have some spell in the formation that could sense his state, otherwise it would not matter whether he woke up early or late, Dasa Moluo would always wake up about [-] minutes after he woke up. Come in about half an hour.He stretched his arms to the side of the bed, letting his blood drip into the magic circle on the ground.Sure enough, as soon as a drop of blood entered, the magic circle shone with an urgent and ominous red light.

There are footsteps coming here quickly from a distance.Qian Na immediately lay down on the bed, let the Zhanye sword fall on the ground, and deliberately smeared some blood on his neck and face, making the whole bed bloody and messy, and bit his lips hard with his fangs, letting the blood Flow down the corner of the mouth.Then he closed his eyes and lay still.

So as soon as the yellow-shirted ghost came in, seeing the tragic situation of "suicide", he screamed in fright, turned and ran out.After a while, a human doctor wearing a ghost body ran in, but stood in front of the magic circle and stopped.It seemed that it was not an ordinary trapping demon formation. Generally speaking, the trapping demon formation could only trap one evil ghost like him with certain supernatural powers, so other ghosts could still come in and out freely.But this magic circle was set up by Bo Xun, so it must have added some other things, and besides certain people, no one else can enter.The yellow-shirted ghost said, "Wait, let me untie the formation first." After speaking, he opened his mouth, retched for a while, and spat out a strange red stone.He took a stone and rubbed it hard on the formation's feet a few times, and a little gap was worn out in the formation.Then the yellow-shirted ghost took out a golden charm from his pocket and handed it to the doctor, saying that it was used to untie the chain, so that it would be convenient for him to check the wound on his wrist.

The doctor had just stepped into the formation with the talisman, when suddenly a forceful strangled his throat, the doctor's exclamation was suppressed in the throat, and the whole person was pulled to the front of him.After all, Zanna's power is still very strong among ghosts, and it is not a problem to deal with this weak human being wearing a ghost body. He pushed the poor doctor on the bed, bared his fangs at him, and snatched the charm.The yellow-shirted ghost turned his head and wanted to run out to ask for help, but a purple-red tongue shot out from the palm of Qian Na's left hand, wrapped around his head like a spirit snake, and stuck in his mouth so that he could not call for help. With a hard pull, he was also pulled into the formation.The originally stern blue face became more ferocious at this time, and was stained with so much blood that the two ghosts restrained by him almost cried out of fright.

Qian Na approached them and said softly, "As long as you are obedient, I will not hurt you. But if anyone dares to speak out, don't blame me for being too harsh."

The doctor's face had turned purple from lack of oxygen.Kanna relaxed his right hand slightly, allowing the opponent to catch his breath.

The formation has been broken, and the feeling of strength is like warm water quickly filling the whole body.While he continued to press the doctor, the tentacle-like long tongue shot out from the other palm relaxed slightly, allowing the yellow-shirted ghost to speak.Probably because he was frightened by Jian's terrifying appearance, the yellow-clothed ghost didn't dare to call for help.

Qian Na forcefully asked, "What happened in the world!"

The yellow-shirted ghost said in a voice like a gnat, "It seems that Venerable Tianyin of the Tutuo Sect originally agreed to meet with the God, but secretly notified the Heavenly Court. It seems that the God met the female demon, the three-star king who killed the wolf, and the four heavenly kings." The siege. In order to protect the people under his command, the God retreated, and was... caught by them!"

After hearing this, Qian Na heard Weng Ran in his head, but he couldn't believe it, "How is this possible? These gods are not Bo Xun's opponents at all!"

"Probably because God spent too much divine power to lure the earth's energy from the sixth day to save the human beings infected by the great plague, and poured all his own power into the underground river, so he was unable to catch up and was taken advantage of by the heavenly court. ...The Immortal Lord has set off to the world to find a way to save him, "

Asu Yun has left?

No wonder the chaos outside these few days gave him a chance to escape.

Eunna still felt that the news sounded so untrue.In his cognition, Bo Xun is invincible and cannot be defeated, unless he is plotted against... Although the generals mentioned by the yellow shirt ghost are also gods of war who are frightening to all living beings, but in Bo Xun's In front of... is it still a bit worse?

If it is to save those human beings to consume divine power... At the beginning, he used [-]% of the divine power to activate the Liuhegui formation and was able to withstand the thousands of troops in the heavenly court. Why was he so passive this time?Is it because he now occupies a human body?

Why do I always feel that there are still some things hidden in the fog, and I can't see clearly?

"Where is Bo Xun now?" Qianna asked eagerly.

"It is very likely... already taken to heaven..."

Heaven!

A place that is most out of reach for evil spirits, even a little bit of sunlight from heaven will be burned to ashes...

This will make him... how to save him!

His mind turned, and he thought of one person.He looked at the silent doctor beside him, "Do you know where Xie Yucheng and Fan Zhang are locked up?"

The doctor looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Qian Na once again showed a hideous and terrifying ghost, and roared, "Say it quickly!!!"

The doctor sneered, "It's okay to let you know, the future of Shangshen is uncertain, maybe it's a good thing for you, a scourge, to leave."

Qian Na didn't bother to care about the man's strong hostility towards him, he just pulled him up and threatened in his ear with a gloomy voice, "Take me there obediently, don't play tricks."

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Xie Yucheng sat motionless in a dark corner, his white clothes, which were always neat and tidy, were already covered in dust.

His eyes were a little erratic, a little empty.From time to time, he lightly pressed his hands on his chest, and the things in the inner pocket of his clothes... His thoughts were chaotic, like a hurricane passing through, and the ground was in chaos.

Suddenly, the loud noise of the collision of black iron chains broke the silence in the prison, followed by the sounds of fighting.Probably two people's footsteps were approaching hurriedly, and one of them stumbled, as if being dragged forward by another person.Xie Yucheng raised his head vigilantly, staring at the shadow with limited vision outside the iron fence.

A familiar blue figure came into view, and Xie Yucheng suddenly felt suffocated.

Zun Na handcuffed the yellow-clothed ghost's hand to the head of the bed with the chain that had locked him all along, left a message to Dasa Moluo, and escorted the doctor out of the palace gate.It seems that the doctor was not lying when he said that Asu Yun left with the army. During this journey, he did not meet any decent guards. The whole Lonely Hell was empty, just like when he was just captured by Bo Xun. This lively scene is completely different.It was also because of this that he could easily avoid all patrolling soldiers.He originally thought that there might be Shura guards in this big prison, but he didn't expect that there were only two evil spirits left behind. He quickly knocked them unconscious and got the key to the prison.

Qian Na had never seen Xie Yucheng in such a distressed state.In my memory, Bai Wuchang always had an annoying appearance pretending to be romantic and spotless. Now this appearance with disheveled hair and stains on his face is completely inappropriate...

Qianna noticed some incantations engraved on the iron bars, which seemed to be the incantations that could suppress the power of heaven, man and man that he had seen 300 years ago when he was ordered to capture the fallen magic soldiers.Fortunately, for the convenience of Qinghongwuchang to use these instruments, this mantra will not work for Qingwuchang like him.He let the doctor go, knocked him out with a hand knife, then conveniently opened the cell door with a key, and walked quickly to Xie Yucheng.

Xie Yucheng laughed lowly, "I didn't expect that you would be asked to save me in the end."

Qian Na asked, "Where is Fan Zhang?"

"On the other side." Xie Yucheng supported the wall and stood up, his body was weak due to the suppression of the immortal technique, and even his head was a little dizzy.Qian Na helped him leave the prison, and the feeling of being suppressed was relieved a little.But maybe the cornerstone of this entire prison has something that suppresses power engraved on it, so he couldn't recover all his strength immediately.

But he walked so fast that he couldn't help himself in the end.He almost rushed to another corridor separated by a stone wall.

Fan Zhang had already heard the noise, and stood in front of the iron fence to look around.His face was a little pale, his lips were bloodless, and his black robe was a little ragged, as if he had been tortured.Originally, the healing power of the celestial body of the celestial being even surpassed that of the evil ghost, but I don't know what kind of whip was used to cause the whip wound on his body, and it is still red and swollen with scars.Moreover, even if he is an Earth Immortal, he can be regarded as a celestial being, so he should not sweat, but Fan Zhang's forehead is obviously seeping some sweat, and his hair is also sticking to his cheek.

As soon as he saw Xie Yucheng, his slightly sick face showed a slight blush due to excitement.

"Xie Yucheng! Are you okay!"

Xie Yucheng rushed to the door, inserted the key into the lock with trembling hands, opened the cell door, and hugged Fan Zhang.Fan Zhang was startled at first, after all Xie Yucheng seldom hugged him like this, but after a while he also wrapped his arms around his shoulders, showing a rare smile on his usually stinky face.He then looked at Qian Na and asked in surprise, "How did you escape?"

"It's a long story." Qianna said in a low voice, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave first."

Qian Na searched around the prison again, and found Luo Xin who was sleeping comfortably in the inner cell.But his cell is much simpler, and there are no strange charms.Eunna broke the door lock with brute force and rescued the man.

The two Earth Immortals supported each other, and followed Qian Na and Luo Xin to leave the prison.The two ghost guards who were beaten unconscious were obviously different from Shura who guarded Xie Yucheng and Fan Zhang before. Fan Zhang looked at them in surprise, and was about to say something when Xie Yucheng suddenly pulled him away .

Gu Na has been focusing on observing whether anyone around them has spotted them, so he didn't notice Xie Yucheng's complicated eyes when he looked at him occasionally.