Quick travel to pick up morals: Blacken the BOSS, don't make trouble

Chapter 300 My Disciple Cuts Hei in White (45)

Zong Heng took advantage of the situation and hugged her, with a smile flashing across his eyes: "Okay."

Looking at him, Xing Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No matter what request he made, even if it was unreasonable, he would agree without hesitation, and he was so kind to her that he was at a loss.

Between Huatu Peak and Luophos Peak, there is a ruin with a history of tens of thousands of years. It is an open space with a size of several hundred square meters. Thousands of years have not been able to smooth the edges and corners of these rocks, and the soaring evil spirit has made it impossible for any grass to grow here, and the sky is covered with dust and sand for several miles.

Rocks several meters high stand tall, some of which are engraved with ancient totems, like a square array, dusty and dusty, the end of the ruins cannot be seen at a glance, the rocks are low, and many skeletons can be seen everywhere, many of which have turned yellow Others are rotting.

It is said that this is a battlefield left over from ancient times, where the souls of tens of thousands of heroes are buried. Their grievances have bound their souls here, and they cannot be freed or reincarnated. differential attack.

Some people regard this place as an excellent training place. If they can get out alive, their strength will be multiplied. If they can't, their souls will stay here forever like these undead, and they will never be reborn.

The blowing cold wind made Xing Yue tremble all over, staring at the ancient battlefield ahead, she scolded the system: "Can't you find a more romantic place?"

It's overcast and windy here, it's not like a place to talk about love.

[Master host, you are here to tear, not to talk about love]

"I'll tear you apart, you big-headed devil, shut up."

Xing Yue no longer wanted to hear any sounds from the system.

Looking at the scene ahead, Zong Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Cough, do you think the scenery here is pretty good?" Xing Yue said sincerely, but no matter how you look at it, it seems that there is no silver 300 taels here.

This is the most sinister place in the Canghai Continent, and it has nothing to do with good scenery.

Xing Yue opened his eyes and said nonsense, but Zong Heng was very cooperative, he nodded and responded with a smile: "Well, it's pretty good."

Xing Yue took Zong Heng's hand and walked into the ancient battlefield. The cold yin energy immediately entangled them, but dissipated in the next second. Those resentful spirits who were about to move seemed to meet their lifelong enemies. He hid in a corner in panic and shivered.

"Yue Yue, what are we doing here?" Zong Heng didn't ask Xing Yue's purpose until now.

Xing Yue turned around abruptly, wrapped his hands around Zong Heng's neck, and a lingering kiss was formed. Zong Heng subconsciously hugged her slender waist, changing from passive to active, making this kiss full of aggressiveness.

When he let go of all his restraint, he became overbearing and wild, making it completely difficult for Xing Yue to resist.

After the kiss ended, it felt like a century had passed. Xing Yue's head was dizzy, which was caused by lack of oxygen. His body was so weak that he was only supported by one of Zong Heng's hands.

She buried her face in his arms, and Zong Heng gently stroked her back to help her relax.

Xing Yue tightly grasped the clothes on his chest, as if she had made great determination, she gritted her teeth and said, "Zong Heng, I'm sorry, I lied to you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed Zong Heng away abruptly. At the same time, the light in the ruins was brightened, and a light array with countless complex patterns suddenly lit up from under their feet, changing rapidly. Before Zong Heng could react in time, , The light array turned into a cage with an enclosure.

(End of this chapter)