Little White House Collector [Quick Transmigration]

Kong Luan used the white bead on Qi Yao's wrist as a guide. After entering the ghost world, he followed the bead's lead and searched for the ghost king without spending too much time.

Walking all the way in the dark and gloomy ghost world, I came to a cliff.

There was a dark bottomless abyss under the cliff. When Qi Yao saw the abyss, he wanted to run over it. An arm was stretched in front of him. Feeling something strange, Qi Yao raised his eyes and looked forward.

Several Yin soldiers dressed in uniform uniforms appeared silently. All the Yin soldiers held weapons and watched the two uninvited guests with treacherous eyes.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and a Yin soldier in the middle came out, his eyes were full of astonishment, there was Qi Yao's appearance, and there was Kong Luan wearing a monk's robe. Living people, obviously don't just pass by.

Luan returned the white pearl to Qi Yao, and Qi Yao held it in his palm at this moment. He remembered that before Xing Ming left, he asked him to crush the beads if something unexpected happened, and Xing Ming would appear in front of him. Qi Yao Yao looked down at the slightly open palm, blinked his eyes for a moment, and clenched his fingers tightly. The beads seemed to be very fragile, and they broke into powder without much effort.

The powder fell from his fingers, Qi Yao looked into the abyss, the dead silence spread, and the person he was expecting did not appear.

Qi Yao lowered his eyes, while the Yin soldiers asked why Kong Luan came here.

Kong Luan glanced at Qi Yao, the latter's hair slanted down, covering the profile of his face, making Kong Luan unable to see his current expression clearly for a while.

Now that they have all come here, Kong Luan thought about the consequences. Suddenly, there was a faint blush in his eyes, and with a lift of his arm into the void, the body of the Yin soldier in front of him was instantly knocked away several meters away. Without further ado, Jian Kongluan raised his hands and besieged them one after another.

But how could they be Kong Luan's opponents, they only exchanged one move, and they were all beaten to the ground, unable to get up.

The weapon hit the ground and fell to the ground.

The guarding Yin soldiers were all dealt with in an instant, the red light in Kong Luan's eyes gradually became stronger, and the peaceful Buddhist aura around him was suddenly and slowly replaced by a vaguely crazy aura for some unknown reason. .

Kong Luan walked to the side of the abyss, and waved his hand to break the powerful barrier at the exit.

As soon as the barrier was opened, the smell of blood suddenly dissipated. Kong Luan stared deeply at the pitch-black abyss. From the corner of his vision, a red figure flew past. The speed of that figure was so fast that it could be said that he fell into the abyss in the blink of an eye. In the darkness, Kong Luan reached out to grab it, but only caught a piece of nothingness.

Qi Yao jumped into the abyss with his front foot, and Kong Luan followed him with his back foot. Before he even had time to think about it, he had already made a choice in his heart.

Darkness is everywhere, Qi Yao fell in the darkness for a while, the smell of blood became more pungent as he went down, and the wind whispered in his ears, suddenly, something cold jumped over and wrapped Qi Yao's waist , that thing entangled Qi Yao, grabbed his falling body, and dragged him deeper into the ground.

Boom, the body bumped into an object, and a drop of liquid dripped on the face. It was cold and had no temperature. Qi Yao groped to wipe off the liquid on his cheeks. His fingertips felt sticky. He put his fingers in front of his nose, and bowed his head at Sniffed in the dark.

It was blood, and the dripping liquid was blood.

Surprised, Qi Yao pressed his palm on an object that was a bit soft but not completely cold. The touch in his palm was like the fabric of clothes. His hands trembled slightly as he touched the object he bumped into in front of him. Soon he realized It was a person, and he touched the other person's face, touched the other person's chin, lips, nose, and eyes.

Withdrawing his hand abruptly, he bumped into something on the way. Controlling the shock in his heart, Qi Yao stretched out his hand slowly, and the thing he touched was the same as the one wrapped around his waist, cold and hard, like iron chains, Go forward with that iron chain, to the end, and the end stops in the shoulder blade of the man whose face can't be seen.

In other words, the chain runs through the man's body, locking him up.

His lips trembled uncontrollably, and it took Qi Yao a while to finally make a sound, his voice was hoarse and broken.

"Xing, Xing Ming?"

Not just the shoulder blades, during the subsequent groping, Qi Yao found iron chains running straight through Xing Ming's arms, palms, and legs.

Those iron chains were firmly worn on Xing Ming's body, imprisoning him at the bottom of this dark and sunless abyss.

Qi Yao tightly clasped the iron chain with his fingers, trying to pry the iron chain out of Xing Ming's body, his fingernails were almost split, the blood on his fingertips was stained on the iron chain, and was absorbed by the iron chain.

His strength was so weak that he didn't shake the iron chain at all, the iron chain around his waist suddenly retreated, Qi Yao took his hands away from the iron chain, he stood upright in the darkness, his eyes looked at the place where Xing Ming was in front of him, when After shaking his body slightly, Qi Yao squatted down, his bloody hands began to search everywhere on the ground, he was looking for something, and soon he found a sword.

When his fingers touched the sharp blade, a piercing pain came immediately. He stood up holding the sword, bit his lip and walked back to Xing Ming. He raised his hand and put the sword on his neck. This kind of thinking, this world is different from the previous world, the human soul can exist reasonably, but because he is a human body, he is often restricted in what he wants to do, it is too fragile, and it is not as suitable as the soul body .

The blade of the sword cut the skin of the neck, and Qi Yao smiled in pain, and he exerted force with both hands.

The wrist was being squeezed, Qi Yao was startled, the smile hadn't come out yet, from the warmth of the palm of the person holding his wrist, he understood that it was not Xing Ming who stopped him, but another person.

The thick darkness was dispelled by the sudden light in a strange noise.

With a warm body approaching from behind, Kong Luan grabbed Qi Yao's arm and forcibly moved the sharp blade away. Qi Yao turned his head with his neck stiff, and met a pair of strangely scarlet pupils.

Stared at by those sharp eyes, Qi Yao felt his throat ache slightly, he pursed his lower lip slightly, and tried to call out: "Mage?"

The face of the person in front of him was exactly the same as Kong Luan, but it gave people a completely different feeling, crazy and demonic, as if he had gone mad.

Kong Luan knew what he was doing, and he also knew what he wanted to do. He tried to suppress it, but what he brought was the opposite effect.

Very inexplicably, there was such a strong feeling that the person in front of him should belong to him, and he should not stay by Ghost King Kong Luan's side, but by his side.

"You want to commit suicide? Accompany the ghost king in the state of a soul?"

There was a smile in Kong Luan's eyes, a sinister smile.

The gentle tone is like ice scum: "But do you know that this is the abyss that devours the soul body. The ghost king is only bound by chains because the soul body is strong. Your soul body is weak. Once you become a ghost, It will only be torn immediately by the chains around it."

"The poor monk can help you, help you rescue the ghost king."

Under Qi Yao's suddenly surprised gaze, Kong Luan, who seemed to be a different person, leaned into his ear and whispered: "You know how to do it, right?"