Kill me and don't fly

Mu Chen and the others hastily withdrew from the depths of the government office.

On the ruins, a man in black with a shocking appearance dropped his hood and held on to a sword expressionlessly. The sword body lay horizontally. Obviously, it was this sword that caused the riot just now.

Mu Chen was terrified and grabbed Qin Fengzhu who wanted to go over to see what happened, and quickly backed away.

There was still a demonic energy lingering around the lord because it was too strong and would not be able to dissipate for a while. His original expression of staring at the tip of the sword suddenly changed, and he muttered to himself: "Senior Brother...Senior Brother...you...come back... Come back, okay?"

"..." It's over, Bai Jue is not here, this big guy is probably going crazy.

Mu Chen clutched his forehead in pain, countless countermeasures flashed through his mind in an instant.However, none of them worked!

"Don't move!" Leng Huan was the first person to react. He walked to the front without drawing his sword. Under tremendous pressure, he cupped his hands and said, "May I ask why the Lord of the Demon Realm is here?"

The lord raised his sword and waved it lightly, the nanmu beams and pillars less than an inch away from Young Master Leng's side turned into dust in the blink of an eye, and the flying dust fell on the heads and faces of the four people on the side.

"Huh..." Mu Chen actually breathed a sigh of relief!

Qin Fengzhu and Xu Xiaoxiao looked at each other in surprise, Lord of the Demon Realm? !

Didn't it mean that the crime of being sealed in the half-step Nantian of Izumo Temple by Tianjun sank to the bottom of the lake? !

"I'm giving you a chance." The lord seemed to have finally calmed down, and thrust the sword straight into the ground with his backhand. The demon energy condensed, and all things took shape. The blue-purple lines hovered on the ground, turning into strange vines and growing.

The dense fog was forcibly dispersed under this level of magic energy.

He smiled uglier than crying, and said, "Go find him and bring him back."

"If something happens to him, none of you will be able to live well!"

Mu Chen nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay... I will definitely return the original to you!"

As soon as the words fell, he took a few juniors and ran away without a trace.

The lord's empty eyes looked straight up at the sky, his complexion was pale, the blood flowed down like pearls with broken strings, his trembling lips seemed to be questioning the vast world - why?

"I gouged out my eyes, abolished my cultivation, forbade me to be commanded by the southern sky, and exiled myself to the world of mortals... But why? Why did I take him away?!"

"...Is it the way of heaven?"

"Ah……"

Ling Tianmen catastrophe.

[Sword repair?Tsk tsk, look at the obliterated name on the Zhengxin tablet!What kind of heart is right?Heretics! 】

[Ling Tian?Hahaha... It's really against you, this heaven is supreme, how dare you ignorant children call such names? 】

[We are here today to do justice for the heavens!Don't worry—if we stop you, we will take care of your "Lonely Life" senior brother... Hey, what kind of brotherly love are you playing at this moment?Haha, wasn't it you who beat people out of the house with a sword?Tsk tsk... I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you actually have such thoughts for your senior brother... You really deserve to be--School of Yunmo hahaha...I don't know if he knows such dirty things...don't look too good nah! 】

Yun Shenliu, who was still a boy, was dragged like a dog with a rope because his cultivation base was abolished. The words of these people were extremely insulting. The bad breath suppressed by three large characters.

In immortality, there is first and no second.

The lord smiled abruptly, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

Brother, I have let go.

On a very ordinary day in the year 53 of the Eastern Continent, Yun Shenliu, the last disciple of the Yun family of the Lingtian Sect, took advantage of everyone's unawares and touched the 72-year-old who had been guarding the Shuofang Plain for thousands of years by the small space restraining envoy. The sea of ​​clouds in the sky of Qinglong Cave shattered and escaped into the strange zero realm of void.

The taste of letting go, tasted once, is enough.

……

Ghosts and ghosts wandered outside the window, and the three immortal friends were nestled in an ordinary house, feeling incredible to the little prince Muchen.

"Little prince...how did you recognize that...Honorable Lord?"

Mu Chen looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and gave all the credit to the storyteller in the palace.

"Since that's the case, why don't we discuss it—how to get back that fellow Daoist Bai?" Palace Master Leng lost his color rarely, but he still quickly regained his sanity.

Mu Chen smiled slightly, and said, "Look at me."

After he finished speaking, he made a seal of looking at the sky with his hand, and the expression on his little face suddenly became serious: "Qimen...that's not right."

Although Leng Yan knew that this kind of sky-peeping seal was a unique technique of Qingxia Temple, which was mainly used to predict the weather, time and place, and predict good and bad fortune, but he didn't know it.

He involuntarily took another look.

Mu Chen ran back to the courtyard to have a look, and tremblingly said: "Fellow Taoists, let me tell you something unfortunate. The time, place and people are harmonious, and in another three quarters of an hour, the sky here will be bright. Once the sky is bright, As far as you and I have spiritual power, it may be very difficult to survive until tomorrow night in this ghost town."

Qin Fengzhu frowned and said, "What's the meaning of this, my lord?"

Mu Chen pointed to the sky, where there was a gray mist, he smiled, and said: "I have only seen this kind of formation in one place that can't even drive away the demonic energy of the Lord of the Demon Realm in the West - Ten Thousand Corpse Ghost Sect Some of them go and never return to Huaxu Netherworld."

"What formation?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked, she didn't notice the problem in Mu Chen's words.

Mu Chen smiled: "Steal the sky for the day."

He walked to the center of the lobby and drew a circle out of thin air.A sudden flash of inspiration revealed the appearance of Fengdu City. Pointing to the Youming Well, he continued: "This is the eye of the formation. The whole city is a large formation. However, the people who set up this formation are not Guizong orthodox."

Qin Fengzhu couldn't help but said: "Why?"

Mu Chen's little tail couldn't stop rising, and he said: "The real stealing, from the moment you touch the formation, you are already a ghost. That is to say, you are completely dead."

Palace Master Leng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he suddenly said, "I have a question."

Mu Chen proudly said: "Please tell me."

"How does the prince know the core formation of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ghost Sect?"

Mu Chen: "..."

If you don't check for a while, it's gone.

"Actually——my mother is the great-granddaughter of the only son of the junior brother's younger brother Xie Bingxin, the master of Qingxia Guan, and the only son of the third younger sister of his grandma's seventh uncle. Our family has been friends with Qingxia Guan for generations. , This kind of thing is naturally known.”

Xu Xiaoxiao pointed her fingers, looked at her senior brother blankly, and said, "What kind of relative is this?"

Qin Fengzhu said for Leng Han very seriously: "The relationship between relatives in the common world is very complicated. They have nine clans, and there are distinctions between internal and external relatives. Weddings and funerals all have etiquette. Miss Xu, don't get entangled in this kind of problem. "

"We're not ghosts yet."

"But if we can't break the formation before tomorrow night, then we will all turn into ghosts. It's rare for the Lord to kindly prop up a demon-killing formation for us. If we can't find Fellow Daoist Bai, he will definitely save us with a better heart." Leave us, let us know what it means to live without seeking death."

……

There was no one in the lobby, as if no one had ever set foot there.Don't talk about people, even if there are two walking corpses at this time, the suzerain of the ghost sect probably only feels kind.However, the silence everywhere is terrible, that kind of dead silence without people.

Just when Mu Chen frowned and was about to take some measures, there was suddenly a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the back hall.

Mu Chen's eyes changed three times, but he finally regained his peace.

He lightly followed a killing stick, and silently touched the back hall.

Speaking of fear, there are as many people in the world who are afraid of ghosts, blood and corpses.However, as the former suzerain of the Ten Thousand Corpse Ghost Sect, Mu Chen naturally cannot be afraid.Not only can he not be afraid, but he also has to like it, so much that he can hug a white bone skeleton all day long and babble to kiss each other, saying that this good bone is as white as jade, and the other one is a hunchbacked bone... Brother, I will give it to you next time Introduce a better beauty bone.

These things that are extremely vicious and evil in the eyes of the world are actually no different from living people in his heart.

What's more, the skeleton ghost is more important to him than human life.

The back hall, the second of the four courtyards, is usually where the official master's study, bedroom and wing room are located.

Mu Chen leaned on the killing stick with no waist hanging on his bones, and carefully looked at the empty coffin placed in the master bedroom. The coffin lid was lifted and thrown aside, presumably it was the sound of it falling to the ground that alarmed Mu Chen.

He raised his leg and kicked it twice, but he didn't realize the mystery of this coffin.

If this is normal, he will naturally not doubt his own judgment.

Head high and feet low, varnish, no grain, catalpa.

This is an ordinary coffin!

Mu Chen then turned his attention to the only place where people can hide in the dark room - a nine-foot-high copper lock wardrobe, and the four corners are carved with longevity cloud patterns for decoration.

In terms of lockpicking ability, Mu Chen dared to call himself the number one under Qingxiaguan, and no one dared to compete for second.

However, he is also a cultivator.No matter how bad it is, using spiritual power can also solve the problem.He raised his hand and flicked the butterfly copper lock, and then breathed out slowly.

With a bang, the copper lock fell to the ground.

The door of the wooden cabinet squeaked open, Mu Chen immediately took three steps back, and without saying a word, the killing power stick was blocked.

A half-dry walking corpse sprang out, and the ashen was not enough to describe its haggardness. Seeing that it was wearing an official uniform with a protruding belly, it seemed that it was an official of one of its parents before it was alive.

As for whether it is clean or not, it is really hard to see.

Mu Chen smirked at the corner of his mouth, and said, "How dare you scare your grandpa? I have to see if my life is big enough, haha——"

He hadn't finished laughing when he heard the three fairy friends who had been sent out by him come back again, and there was a commotion in the hall.

"Ah - so many walking corpses! Brother Leng! I can't kill them!"

"Ahhhh - you can't kill, can't you run?" It was the scream of the little junior sister, "It's so ugly!!!"