Lord Pluto: Ghost messengers catch ghosts in the human world every day

Several people continued to move forward, Song Ting continued to ask Qingzhu, hoping to get some useful news from him.

They walked outside the Drunken Night Forest, and there was an open space outside when they came, but the strange thing was that the driver and the carriage that brought them were gone.

Song Ting frowned slowly watching this scene, what's going on?

Seeing the strange expressions of several people, Qingzhu couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"The carriage when we came is gone." Song Ting's eyes were serious, and they stopped in place.

After a moment of hesitation, the group of people walked forward slowly, until they reached the place where the carriage and driver were.

They lowered their heads and carefully observed the traces under their feet. Song Ting found that the wheel traces of the carriage on the ground seemed to be only from when they came, and the wheel impressions seemed to stop here.

He was still surprised when a formation suddenly lit up under his feet.

The formation surrounded everyone, and the light from the formation under his feet became brighter and brighter, so bright that it was dazzling, Song Ting covered his eyes with his hands, but still couldn't stand the light, he closed his eyes in pain.

The light in front of him gradually disappeared. He put down his hand and found that the scenery around him had changed.

Song Ting looked around, the place he came to seemed to be a forest, the trees covered the sky and the sun, and the shadows of the trees were whirling and shadowy.

Is this another illusion?Song Ting's brows gradually furrowed.

He raised his hand and touched the tree closest to him. The trunk was rough and felt real.

It seems that it should be the same as the illusion created by Qingzhu.

The person who made these... should be the person behind the scenes. He is good at formations and well-informed. He knew they would come here so he made preparations in advance. If they were killed by Qingzhu, it would save them time. If they buy green bamboo, they will set up a trap outside the forest and wait for them...

The mind behind this scene is really meticulous...

Song Ting clenched the sword in his hand, and walked forward in a random direction. Since this is an illusion, it seems to be the same wherever he goes.

Maybe it's because there are too many trees here, the branches are entangled, and there is little sunshine, but there is a shade of shade.

Song Ting continued to walk forward with his sword in hand. The fallen leaves here were thickly piled up, like a carpet, and when he stepped on it, there would be a slight crisp sound.

He moved slowly and breathed lightly, the illusion created by this formation must be more powerful than the illusion created by green bamboo, otherwise the people behind the scenes would not use this to deal with them.

Feet slowly sank into the thick leaves on the ground. After walking for a while, Song Ting was no longer as cautious as he was at the beginning. Anyway, he couldn't stop what should come.

He had been walking here for a long time, and he didn't know where he had gone. This forest looked very big, and it was easy to get lost in it.

Footsteps came from the front, Song Ting stopped in place, and saw a figure slowly walking out from the front, the man was staggering, obviously seriously injured.

Song Ting clenched the sword in his hand, the man approached, Song Ting saw that it was Xue Yao, recalled that he was almost cheated several times in the illusion before, Song Ting did not step forward, but secretly observed Xue Yao in front of him.

Xue Yao also saw Song Ting clearly at this time, his amber eyes lit up, walked up to Song Ting and whispered: "Are you okay?"

Song Ting carefully observed his every move, pursed his lips, and didn't speak. Now he doesn't know whether the person in front of him is real or not.

The behavior of Xue Yao in front of him seems to be fine...

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xue Yao's hand covering his arm, Song Ting moved his fingers hanging by his side, Xue Yao seemed injured...

"What's the matter with you?" Xue Yao couldn't help feeling strange seeing Song Ting looking at him without speaking. He touched his leg and simply sat down on the ground.

After sitting down, he reached out and took off his shoes. Song Ting saw that his ankle seemed to be twisted, and his ankle was swollen and bruised, looking very hideous and embarrassed.

Xue Yao tried to move his ankle by himself, and a heart-rending pain came over him, but he didn't move his eyebrows, he gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, his body broke out in cold sweat, and he directly connected his twisted ankle .

Song Ting's eyes trembled, and his intuition told him that Xue Yao in front of him was real.

So Song Ting stepped forward, squatted down, and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

Xue Yao shook his head, rubbed his ankle, felt that it was almost done, and wanted to put on the shoes.

Song Ting hurriedly said: "Wait a minute! I have medicine here, which is very effective in treating bruises. Do you want to try it?"

Xue Yao froze for a moment, he reached out his hand to take the bottle of medicine in Song Ting's hand.

Song Ting directly held his ankle, and helped him to apply the medicine. Xue Yao looked at Song Ting's serious side face, and couldn't help softening his heart.

How could Song Ting be so cute...

Song Ting seriously helped Xue Yao apply the medicine, tore up his underwear, tied it up for Xue Yao, took the boots he put aside, and carefully helped him put them on.

After doing all this, Song Ting looked up at Xue Yao with condensed eyes: "How did you get hurt?"

Seeing that his eyes were full of concern, Xue Yao felt warm in his heart, and he said:

"This illusion formation is very evil. When I first entered, I was chased by a group of shadows. The shadows were very difficult. I managed to get rid of them, but accidentally sprained my foot."

Song Ting nodded to show that he knew. He glanced at Xue Yao's injured foot: "Can I still go?"

Xue Yao nodded, he tried to stand up slowly, the moment he stood up, a piercing pain came over him, his body swayed, his face was pale, but he forced himself to be calm and persisted.

Song Ting saw that he was already sweating profusely on his forehead, so he squatted down, with his back on his back, and said, "Stop being brave, come up quickly."

Xue Yao still refused: "No...no need..."

Song Ting stood up directly, walked to Xue Yao's side, turned his back on his back, and forcibly picked him up.

Xue Yao was stunned, and then heard Song Ting's low voice: "It's too slow for you to walk by yourself, why don't I just carry you on my back..."

Xue Yao looked at Song Ting's red-hot earlobes, and suddenly became in a good mood. A happy smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he echoed softly: "Mmm..."

Song Ting felt Xue Yao's scorching breath on his neck, his goosebumps were aroused, and the redness on his earlobe spread all the way to his face.

Neither of them spoke again, they just walked quietly like this.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Song Ting began to find topics to chat with Xue Yao. They talked a few words from time to time, and finally Xue Yao gradually became silent.

Song Ting continued to walk forward, gradually he realized that his body was getting hotter and hotter, Song Ting frowned strangely, what happened to him?

He didn't think of any strange thoughts, why did he suddenly become hot?

Song Ting suddenly realized that maybe it wasn't his body that was hot, but the body behind him!

Thinking of this, Song Ting quickly found a place to put Xue Yao down gently, and let him lean against the tree trunk. Song Ting raised his hand and touched his forehead, and found that it was really hot.

He shook Xue Yao lightly, and called out in a low voice: "Xue Yao... Xue Yao..."

Xue Yao opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "What's wrong..."

He seemed to realize his unusualness, and he murmured, "Why do I seem to be sick..."