Rebirth of the Ghost Elevator

"It's beautiful."

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked down at the white chasm. A scent entered the tip of his nose, like a light lily or a chrysanthemum, which made people feel melancholy and think of the past.

Po Meng's red lips curved, and her peach-blossom eyes looked at Lin Fan deeply, wanting to draw him in, and she spoke like a orchid, "Then can you kiss me?"

Lin Fan was petrified on the spot, his eyes a little dull, why the legendary Po Meng was different from what he imagined.

"Sister Meng." They both looked at Po Meng angrily, like a jealous little daughter-in-law.

Po Meng looked at Lin Fan with watery eyes and said pitifully: "They both bully me, Lin Fan, please help me bully him back."

"I..." Lin Fan still felt a little nervous looking at Granny Meng. He opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Po Meng suddenly approached Lin Fan, their eyes facing each other. The distance between them was only centimeters. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, and her white tiger teeth were exposed. "What? You want to kiss me?"

Lin Fan couldn't help but blush as he smelled the faint fragrance, and quickly backed away, "No, it's not."

He has never seen such a beautiful and charming beauty, and the fire in his heart can no longer be suppressed. It is really torturous.

"Then what do you want to do?" Po Meng looked at Lin Fan with her dazzling peach blossom eyes. She put her right hand on Lin Fan's shoulder and spoke seductively.

"I'm here to save people." Lin Fan bit the tip of his tongue, suppressing the desire in his heart, and looked at Po Meng firmly, as time waited for no one.

If people are not rescued in time, more people may die in Yun Nian's hands.

Mrs. Meng hooked her fingers at Lin Fan and walked toward the dark room with her twisted waist. "If you want to save someone, come with me." She winked.

"Let's go, Sister Meng is like this." They both pulled the stiff Lin Fan towards the room.

Entering inside, a cold aura enveloped the whole body, and a green light suddenly lit up in the middle, reflecting the ghosts carved on the wall, as ferocious as green flames that were constantly being blown by the wind.

"The "Netherworld Divine Art" is here. If you want to get it, it depends on your chance. No mortal has ever obtained it in history." Po Meng's whole body became cold, and her green pupils looked down at Lin Fan, like ice and snow the queen of.

Lin Fan curiously looked at the green pillar in front of him. It was engraved with strange runes and emitted a bright green light, and he touched it curiously.

The pillar instantly emitted a dazzling light, and a pair of pink hands appeared out of thin air.

Snapped!

The pink hand came into close contact with Lin Fan's face.

Lin Fan was slapped and flew away. He got up from the ground and looked at the pillar angrily, "If you don't give me, you won't give me anything. Why are you beating someone?"

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen Zhuzi give someone a big mouthful." Po Meng covered her stomach and laughed, tears streaming down her face.

Both pairs of beautiful eyes glared at the pillars, their pink fists clenched tightly, and they said angrily: "Why do you want to hit Lin Fan?"

Po Meng suddenly approached Lin Fan, bumped her shoulders, and blinked her charming peach blossom eyes, "How about you try again?"

"Yeah." Lin Fan swallowed, covered his face and walked towards the pillar. He worked hard to save people.

The pillar glowed again.

Lin Fan stared at the pillar, but no pink hand appeared. A fist as big as a sandbag appeared in the center of his crotch.

"bump!"

"Ugh, oh, oh!"

Lin Fan felt a spicy and sour feeling in his crotch. He trudged outside with his legs crossed and looked at the pillar as if he was constipated.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. Lin Fan, maybe Zhuzi really likes you." Meng Po laughed and lay on the ground, her body trembling.

Both of them immediately covered their eyes, unable to bear to watch any more.

"Broken pillar, I still don't believe that I can't conquer you today." Lin Fan endured the pain and walked towards the pillar, holding it tightly with both hands.

There was silence in the air!

There was no attack on Lin Fan. A green ancient book appeared in the air and suddenly entered his forehead.

Lin Fan suddenly felt empty in his heart. He always felt unhappy. He was very unhappy. He pointed at the pillar and said, "You want to hit me?"

"Puch." Both of them couldn't help but burst out laughing, their pink cheeks turning red from holding back.

Mrs. Meng came to Lin Fan, patted her shoulder, and said earnestly: "Okay, young man, endure the calm for a while, and endure the anger in your heart for a lifetime."

Lin Fan turned to look at Granny Meng, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and said in a deep voice, "Are you trying to comfort me?"

"Humph."

"I'm trying to comfort you, don't take it for granted." Po Meng blinked her peach blossom eyes and groaned.

Lin Fan took a deep breath to calm down and looked at Po Meng calmly, "Thank you."

After speaking, he walked outside.

Zhuzi clenched his hands at this moment, raised his index finger, and gave Lin Fan a thousand-year kill on his butt.

"Ah, oh!"

Lin Fan flew outside, his face pressed closely against the snow, and he roared with a piece of snow in his mouth, "I will definitely come back."

He had never been insulted like this since he was a child. When he came back after completing his cultivation, he smashed the pillar.

They both walked out of the house, but Po Meng did not follow them, but heard a voice.

"Be the messenger of justice, be the incarnation of lightning, be the cutest Pikachu, go ahead, my baby."

Lin Fan's forehead was covered with dense black lines, and his heart felt like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping around. "Who did you learn from if you are such a good second grader?"

Cross the Naihe Bridge and return to reality.

Numerous runes and an old voice suddenly appeared in Lin Fan's mind.

"Netherworld Magic"

There are nine levels in total. The flames on each level will change to another color, and the strength will be greatly improved.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and gray.

The so-called master leads the door, and the practice lies with the individual.

Specifically how to practice, I hope self-enlightenment will be successful.

As the voice fell, Lin Fan walked out of the room with a dark face, looked at the sky that was gradually closing, and cursed: "Broken pillar, what did you give me?"

self-awareness?

If he could realize himself, why would he need ancient books?

Both of them had never seen Lin Fan so angry, and his pink cheeks showed concern, "What's wrong?"

Lin Fan told Shuangshuang the matter with a grimace. He never expected that the ancient books could lead to self-enlightenment. This was a great test of his talent.

"Come on! I believe you will succeed." Both raised their pink fists and smiled sweetly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan suddenly looked at the figure on the overpass not far away, frowning slightly, "If you don't tell me this in advance, come with me first."

He didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but he always felt that something was wrong with the girl on the overpass.

Wearing a colorful plaid JK suit, revealing her slender pink legs and a white short-sleeved upper body, her eyes stared blankly at the passing vehicles under the overpass, her pupils like silent stagnant water, without luster.

Both eyes stared at the girl carefully, and their expressions became serious, "No, she seems to be controlled by something."