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Chapter 1538 This is the one
"How can these people wake up?"

At this time, Lin Hong was shuttling among the many people who had been enchanted by the illusion.

He looked at Po Meng, a little hesitant, wondering if he should take it to another safe place first.

What if he died like everyone else?
Suddenly, Lin Hong realized something: "Robot, you are not controlled?"

"Lord Hades!"

The robot was curled up in a corner, and immediately stood up when it saw him, but was kicked over by a passing person on the spot.

"Are you okay?" Lin Hong hurried over and helped him up.

"I'm fine, but they all have problems. I don't know what to do. What happened? Why did they become like this?"

It was the first time for a robot to feel such a sense of fear, and even spoke incoherently.

Lin Hong patted him on the shoulder: "Just treat these people as being controlled, let's swim first."

Those who have been under the illusion are rushing over one after another, very annoying.

"it is good……"

The robot nodded, expressing understanding.

"Speaking of which, why haven't you been controlled by the illusion?" Lin Hong turned a little curious.

"Maybe because I'm a robot, so I don't have the possibility of being controlled by illusion."

The robot itself is a little confused about those.

Lin Hong responded: "That's the end of the story."

"Lord Yama, what should we do now, please save Po Meng!"

The robot's eyes were full of pleading.

"Of course I want to save him, but there's no other way now." Lin Hong led him to avoid those people in various ways, but people kept chasing him.

"Is there really no other way?"

The robot is somewhat desperate.

Lin Hong pondered a little: "Now we can only hope that the god of fate will catch the illusionist behind the scenes."

However, the possibility of this is almost impossible to say.

"Shall we help too?"

The robot said quickly, also wanting to do his part in the past.

"We have to guard Po Meng here to avoid accidents." Lin Hong refused directly, and then said, "If you find anything, please tell me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The robot nodded vigorously.

Since then, a full eight hours have passed.

Lin Hong finally stopped to take a rest: "Strange, why don't those people keep chasing me?"

"Master Yan Wang, look over there!"

The robot found something and exclaimed.

"Fu Jiaojiao?" Lin Hong turned his head and looked behind, showing surprise. It was Fu Jiaojiao and the group, but the powerful illusionist was missing.

"We won the battle in the end."

Porridge Dragon took a step forward and let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Hong frowned: "Are you all that sure?"

"When Granny Meng dies, you will no longer have the power to resist. Although the hidden master is injured, I am still here. It is easy to deal with you."

The Lord of the Undead walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, with a faint smile on his face.

"Then let's try it." Lin Hong's face was not very good-looking.

He knew that if he fought against the Lord of the Undead, he would definitely face a big defeat, but he had to delay as much as possible.

"Let me guess, are you still waiting for the god of fate?"

Fu Jiaojiao suddenly took a step forward, put her hands behind her back and said.

Lin Hong snorted coldly: "What's the matter, count the time and she will come back, and when she comes back, you will all be defeated by the two of us."

Not even the Lord of the Undead.

"We already met him on the way here, and guess what? Not only are those people dead, but I got this."

Fu Jiaojiao raised her hand and took out the Eastern Emperor Bell she got.

"What did you do to her?" Lin Hong stood there for a long time as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt, his face full of disbelief.

"What do you say?"

Fu Jiaojiao asked back, putting the Donghuang Bell into her arms, with a vague smile on her face.

Lin Hong's face was ugly: "You forced me and asked for it yourself."

"If you have any skills, hurry up and take them out. To tell you the truth, we are here today to capture you back. As for the underworld, it will definitely be destroyed."

Porridge Dragon spoke righteously.

"Don't be so long-winded, I'll beat you up first." Lin Hong rushed over directly.

"Brother, it's up to you."

Fu Jiaojiao pursed her lips and said with some hesitation.

The Lord of Undead nodded lightly: "Leave it to me and you can rest assured."

After he finished speaking, he went up to meet them, and started a fight with Lin Hong and the two of them. There was an endless roar, which made people feel hopeless.

"He is already so strong."

Rice Porridge Dragon was genuinely shocked.

He continued: "Generally speaking, after drinking Mengpo soup, all moves and even all strengths and abilities will be forgotten and need to be relearned. He has achieved this in a short period of time."

"It's a pity that the character has become a jerk."

Fu Jiaojiao's eyes were flushed, and she said sadly.

The battle was still going on, and those controlled by the illusion did not continue to attack, but watched the battle silently like spectators.

"Who do you think will win?" In the illusion space, the old man summoned a battle scene facing Granny Meng.

"He won't lose, even if the opponent is the Lord of the Undead."

Po Meng sat on the ground and waited quietly.

The old man was amused and laughed: "There is something I almost forgot to tell you, do you know what it is?"

After he finished speaking, he used illusion to summon a pill.

"what is this?"

Granny Meng was too lazy to waste time with him, so she asked casually.

"It can bring your strength back to its peak in an instant, and the effect of the medicine will last for a whole day." The old man's voice was bewitching.

"What do you mean by taking him out?"

Po Meng's heart skipped a beat, this is an absolute good medicine for her.

But the old man continued: "I found this on your precious child."

"Do you know what the side effect of this medicine is? It will kill you! Once the effect of the medicine wears off, you will die."

The old man had a ferocious smile on his face.

"What do you want to express?" Meng Po frowned slightly, a little impatiently.

"Do you know why this elixir is on your child? He wants to use your last bit of value."

There was a strong mockery in the old man's voice.

Granny Meng's face gradually softened: "This is how the monarch looks. I used to think she was too emotional. Thank you for saying these words to reassure me. Now there is nothing to miss."

"Are you really going to give up everything for the sake of the underworld?"

The old man gritted his teeth, his expression was ugly, more angry.

"That's right, isn't this obvious?" Po Meng asked with a nod.

"There will be a moment that will make you despair, all you need is for him to kill your good baby and the King of Hades."

The old man was not in a hurry.

He put his hands behind his back: "You want to make me angry and kill you, right? Don't worry, I won't let you go so quickly."

"Neuropathy."

Granny Meng's face did not change at all.

She was doing her best to keep her sanity, otherwise, the angrier and more anxious she was, the happier this damn guy would be.

"Sure enough, there is some strength." On the other side, there was a little mockery in the eyes of the Lord of the Undead.

"I will not lose, let alone let you pass."

Lin Hong was out of breath, and stood in front of Po Meng with wounds all over his body.

The lord of the undead shook his head: "It's unreasonable. You used to be enemies, but now you have become like this."

"The past was the past, the present is the present, the past is not me, this is."

What Lin Hong said was categorical.

(End of this chapter)