Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Resentment churned endlessly in the air.

The little girl who was the first to wake up tried her best to swallow back the tears in her eyes, and asked, "Is the immortal here to save us?"

"Of course, I'll take you all back home safely."

Ling Chan smiled softly.

Xue Xingchi looked at it coldly and laughed in his heart.

What's the difference between this posture and the previous one?
Ling Chan gently comforted him, and she also comforted others in the same way.

He was annoyed in his heart, and the force of the black cloud hitting the barrier became stronger and stronger.

The townspeople who had been calmed down screamed in fright, Ling Chan frowned and hurriedly comforted her with a warm voice.

Her slender fingertips wiped away the panic-stricken and painful tears of ordinary people.

Xue Xingchi looked at it expressionlessly, but the black cloud suddenly swelled and roared, and it was about to smash the barrier!
Ling Chan's face changed drastically.

【Xue Xingchi has been attracting these ghosts! 】The system said in a hurried tone: 【If you drive him away, everyone here will be safe! 】

The negative emotions of more than a dozen city residents are not as good as Xue Xingchi's.

Ling Chan's eyes darkened.

She doesn't care if everyone here dies.

But she is Wen Lingchan now.

Wen Lingchan is a girl with a sense of justice, she can't watch these people die in vain.

She wants to save people.

save who?

A person, a group of people, which is more important?
Between lightning and flint, the barrier will be broken.

Ling Chan swallowed a mouthful of blood, stuffed a talisman into Xue Xingchi's sleeve, and threw him out of the protective cover.

The thick black air paused, and followed Xue Xingchi without hesitation.

Turning his head to look at a group of shivering city residents, he said softly, "Wait here, someone will come to meet you."

The grievances had dissipated, and the beasts and monsters in the mountain had died long ago, but Ling Chan was still worried, so she forcibly raised the aura in her body and repaired the protective shields for everyone.

Then, Ling Chan activated the magic weapon.

In an instant, things changed and stars moved, and she fell into a thick darkness.

The only light was the talisman on Xue Xingchi's body, flickering weakly but tenaciously.

A talisman couldn't last a breath, and was shattered under the erosion of black air.

But the light of the next spell will always light up immediately, firmly protecting Xue Xingchi.

Ling Chan fell into his arms.

"What are you doing here? Those untouchables can't do without you."

Xue Xingchi taunted her all the time, but he hugged her tightly, almost breaking Ling Chan by the waist.

"I'm sorry." Ling Chan raised her hand and patted his back comfortingly, "I'm sorry for you."

"I should protect you too."

Wen Lingchan is a monk from Wushan. She wants to punish rape and eradicate evil, and she wants to help the weak.

Xue Xingchi is just an ordinary person.

Although he has a bad temper and a dark and extreme personality, he doesn't look like a good person...but Wen Lingchan will not give up on him.

The girl's hand was light and warm, resting on his back, like a hug.

"..."

Xue Xingchi remained silent.

The blackness suddenly faded.

The original thick ink color turned into a light gray as if someone poured an unknown amount of water.

The two finally saw where they were.

A quite magnificent underground palace, the dome is as high as dozens of adults from them, and the rough stones form a vast momentum.

The ceiling above the head is so tightly sealed that it looks like an ant cannot climb through it.

So where did they fall from?
Ling Chan and Xue Xingchi looked at each other.

They are no longer in Hanshan.

In other words, they came to this weird place through the portal set up by someone in Hanshan.

The two searched carefully, but found no trace of the formation, only a wide corridor facing them silently.

"It seems that this is the only way to go."

Ling Chan frowned.

Xue Xingchi keenly noticed her slightly trembling hands and feet, and her pale lips.

He frowned, remembering Ling Chan's ugly face when facing the attack of resentment.

"Are you injured?" Xue Xingchi leaned over, trying to support her.

Ling Chan did not refuse him, and let herself put half of her body weight on Xue Xingchi's body.

Xue Xingchi clearly felt that Lingchan was trembling.

It's not because of fear, but because after exhausting the aura and losing strength, he still needs to squeeze the last bit of potential in his body.

"Do you want to take a break?" Xue Xingchi asked in a low voice.

"No," Ling Chan said, "Go ahead, don't waste time here."

The slender fingers in the crook of the arm are trembling slightly, like a butterfly whose wings have been broken, leaving only its own mutilated body, but still stubbornly moving forward.

Xue Xingchi felt a little regretful.

For the first time in his life, he thought, if only he could control his emotions...

Xue Xingchi supported Ling Chan, and the two walked forward slowly.

Along the way, the weather was calm and no danger was encountered, only the environment became more and more dilapidated.

The deeper you go into the underground palace, the more you can discover the ruins behind the majesty of the underground palace.

Unfinished reliefs, diminishing lighting stones, half-collapsed walls...

"It looks like it's not finished here?" Xue Xingchi muttered.

"If this is the place where Huachun was originally the owner of the city, it's not surprising that it hasn't been built yet."

It was not halfway to start a business, but the middle road collapsed.

Ling Chan glanced at the deep traces under the rubble of the broken wall, and couldn't help laughing: "This barely built part may not last long."

Ling Chan saw Fu Yaoguang's sword energy. The destructive power of this incarnation of the god is extraordinary. Ling Chan can walk steadily all the way, most likely because of Fu Yaoguang's opening the way for the two of them.All the demons and ghosts in the way went to meet the old city lord.

It is estimated that this underground palace will be coming soon.

Ling Chan didn't panic at all, but Xue Xingchi looked at her increasingly bleak spring, and pressed Ling Chan's shoulder in disapproval.

"You need rest!"

Ling Chan listened carefully, and heard the rumbling sound of fighting not far away.

It should be Fuyaoguang.

The distance between them is very close.

Ling Chan then sat down to rest with peace of mind.

Until a scarred demon was about to attack Ling Chan in front of Xue Xingchi.