After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

It was dark inside the barrier, but the light outside the barrier was much brighter. The figure that passed through the barrier and came in against the light seemed to have a natural aura, which could light up people's hearts.

Ye Qianluo called for backup, and planned to guard the entrance of the barrier, waiting for Mo Yuanbai to come out from inside.

However, in an instant, the situation changed suddenly, and the sky, which was still sunny just now, was suddenly covered with dark clouds, covering the sun, and it was about to rain.

It is still the seventh and eighth month of the lunar calendar, and it is not uncommon to have thunderstorms in summer.

Ye Qianluo looked up at the sky, and the sun looming among the dark clouds turned into a blood-colored round sun.

"Not good! It's a blood day!" Ye Qianluo's complexion changed drastically.

Once the bloody day appears, there will be disaster.

The person who plotted against the ghost king behind the scenes didn't even have ordinary compassion.

Infinite Flow World, it is also a world, every world has the law of existence, and the people here are all living beings.

When the blood day is sacrificed, countless lives will be destroyed, and countless wronged souls will be wiped out.

Not to mention, Mo Yuanbai was still trapped in the barrier.

If the ghost king is easy to deal with, then the people behind the scenes will definitely not sacrifice Zhouzhang to the bloody day.

Mo Yuanbai is in danger!

Thinking about it this way, Ye Qianluo changed the cowardice of the newcomer, and his face was no longer panicked.

His hands drooped, and he clenched his fists suddenly. The clothes on his body moved without any wind, and a black robe appeared on his body inch by inch. The dark air lingered around him, and soon a black shadow accumulated under his feet.

The surrounding area is covered with frost, which is the power from the thousand-year-old ghost. If there are living people here, they will immediately become ice sculptures.

"Break!" He muttered the mantra lightly, and the black energy turned into a spear, piercing the empty space.

"Bah——" The black spear completely sank into the invisible boundary of the enchantment, and the sound of something breaking inside was heard.

The barrier is broken.

The space seemed to be torn open, and a green tree that reached the sky appeared out of thin air.

What about people?

Regardless of the others, Ye Qianluo put away his long robe, but before he could put away the thousand-year-old chill, he hurriedly jumped into the torn hole.

As soon as he jumped into the enchantment, he saw Mo Yuanbai standing there with his hands on his chest, a smear of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth hurt his nerves.

"My lord!" Ye Qianluo hurried over.

The black pistol pierced quickly from outside the barrier, and penetrated into the wind chime of the skull. The ghost attached to the wind chime disappeared along with the pistol formed by the black mist before even finishing his sentence.

After the bone wind chime disappeared, the big tree disappeared immediately.

The surrounding scene is no longer a dusty old house, but a clean hut.

The surrounding walls are covered with oil paintings, and there is a drawing board in the center of the room. Next to the drawing board are several barrels of paint, which looks like a studio.

Mo Yuanbai's nose moved.

There is a familiar smell in the nose.

It tasted the same as that on Ye Qianluo's ID card.

He once asked about it, and Ye Qianluo said that it was the certificate changed by Qianmian Luosha, which left him with evil spirit.

Now, everything is clear.

Mo Yuanbai looked away from the wind chime, and looked at Ye Qianluo who was running towards him.

Risking his identity being discovered, this kid broke in regardless.

Obviously, Ye Qianluo knew that he was the ghost king, so he should know that he was immortal.

"My lord, how are you?" Seeing Mo Yuanbai standing there unable to move, Ye Qianluo thought that Mo Yuanbai had been hurt by someone behind the scenes, so he waved his hand again without hesitation to drive out a burst of black mist, covering Mo Yuanbai. Yuan Bai's body moved him from the original place to the wall, and then put away the black mist, and moved closer to look at him.

Ye Qianluo also hesitated, but shrinking his head is a knife, and stretching his head is also a knife, anyway, he will always be discovered.

Nothing can be hidden from Mr. Mingjuan.

He knew he had been caught as soon as he received his ID card.

But he knew that Mo Yuanbai had no evidence, secondly, there were not enough people under his command, and thirdly, Ye Qianluo didn't look like he was going to kill him, so he left him dubiously.

Ye Qianluo didn't want to keep Mo Yuanbai a secret forever, because he couldn't hide it either.

As the ghost king's seal was lifted bit by bit, sooner or later he would stand on the opposite side of Mo Yuanbai.

But even if he exposes himself, he still has to save him and make a small contribution to the unblocking of the ghost king.

Try to shorten the time Mo Yuanbai stays in the system as much as possible, so that he... can return to the original world as soon as possible.

I don't know, if his father knows that Ye Qianluo's son is so picky, he will die of anger!Ye Qianluo didn't care anymore, at most his father would beat him up and lock him up for hundreds of years, but his lover was different.

Lovers are gone, and the consequences are dire.

What's more, this lover doesn't know that he has become a "lover".

The road to chasing your lover is harder than becoming a fairy.

Husband... I have called him countless times, when will I be able to call him in front of him once?

Thinking of this, Ye Qianluo hesitated for a second.

Whether it's life or death, he waits for his husband to find out.

After moving Mo Yuanbai to a safe place, Ye Qianluo stood in front of him and only asked with concern, but he didn't dare to touch it.

"It's nothing." Mo Yuanbai stretched out his hand and pinched the Qingqing Jue, which relieved the tearing feeling in his chest.

His cold eyes stared at the person in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Qianluo summoned the power of the nether again, just to move him somewhere, how could he not understand the identity of the person in front of him?

"I..." Can't say anything, but I can show it with actions.

Ye Qianluo was stared at by those beautiful peach blossom eyes, and then lowered his head, thinking about how to explain it more reasonably.

Even if Mo Yuanbai loses his memory again, he should know that the Nether Ten Palaces and the Ghost King Wuxiu are at odds with each other, and there are countless battles between the two sides, with you without him, with him without you.

"You are... Ye Qianluo." The pair of bright eyes in Mo Yuanbai's mind gradually coincided with those of the person in front of him.

The soul mana attached to the string of wind chimes is not small, I don't know how many strokes his seal has been subtracted.

There was a person standing in front of him, Mo Yuanbai was clear-headed at the moment, it was impossible to tear off his shirt in front of Ye Qianluo to look at it like last time.

Besides, there is no need to tear it apart for Ye Qianluo to see.

He already knows who he is.

Ye Qianluo raised his head suddenly, his eyes were panicked at first, and then there was a hint of jumping joy in his eyes.

"You... still remember me?" Ye Qianluo was more delighted than he expressed.

"I don't remember." Mo Yuanbai only had a pair of ignorant and clear eyes in his mind.

He has nothing to do with Ye Qianluo.

But the memory he had just recovered told him that Ye Qianluo was the prince of the Nether Palace, the main hall of the Ten Nether Palaces, and his father Ye Xiuchen was the master of the Ten Nether Palaces.

Although the memory has not been fully restored, and there are fragments of memory images in his mind, Mo Yuanbai can still remember who sealed him.

"The Nether Palace sealed me." Mo Yuanbai's mind was too chaotic, and most of the images that flashed were fighting scenes, but the enemy could still recall them.

"Yes..." Ye Qianluo could not deny it.

And he is the Prince of Nether.

"You...was still young then? Did you know this?" Mo Yuanbai raised his hand and looked at the three light pink scars on the back of his hand.

He wasn't sure, he just tested Ye Qianluo.

When he didn't know that he was the ghost king, he often guessed the origin of this scar.

Have since childhood.

His parents didn't know his origin either.

He is worn by the soul.

Every life knows that he is a judge.

Even though his physical body is still in the period of an infant or a child, his soul has always been the magistrate, and his work has never stopped.

When the physical body got old and passed away, he was reincarnated again, life after life, and this has been going on for nearly 300 years.

Until this life, he was reborn in the Mo family.

His parents in this life have been doing business all year round, and his physical body was brought up by the old nanny at home. The family affection he knows is a reprimand on the phone, and he rarely sees his parents.

"Yuanbai, I heard that you are reading criminal investigation books again? Are you really going to be a detective? Who will inherit the family property?"

"Yuan Bai, if you really join the detective team, then the Mo family will cut off all contact with you! The Mo family will treat you as if they don't have your descendant!"

Mo Yuanbai was sealed when he entered the system, sealing the ghost king's mana and also sealing his memory, but his memory in the system for 300 years has been preserved, and it has always existed with his reincarnation.

His physical body has always had no desires, no emotions, no emotions, no family, love, and friendship, and is lonely for life, and then he will reincarnate again, and the same is true.

"I don't know." Ye Qianluo's desire to survive suddenly rose, and he wanted to struggle desperately while Mo Yuanbai hadn't fully recovered his memory.

He shook his head firmly.

It was his masterpiece when he was a child, but now that he has grown up, the tooth marks don't match up anymore, so he refused to admit it.

Mo Yuanbai's gaze was fixed on Ye Qianluo, and the pupils of the person on the opposite side trembled when he saw this mark, and then he was relieved and completely relaxed.

deny?

Just find the creditor.

This account will be calculated slowly later.

Mo Yuanbai put down his hands, looked around the studio, and heard the phone in his pocket ringing.

The phone can come in, which means that the enchantment has been broken.

These people are smart.

Mo Yuanbai picked up the phone and connected, and the call was indeed from Sima Zhiyuan.

"Captain Mo, are you... all right?" Sima Zhiyuan's voice came out.

"It's okay. Where have you been?" When Mo Yuanbai answered the phone, his eyes were still on Ye Qianluo.

The man lowered his eyelids and couldn't see his expression, but he kept rolling the corners of his clothes with his hands, and he could tell that he was very nervous when he was facing him just now.

"There's still half an hour left, and we're almost there. We're all here. Team Mo, how's the situation?" Sima Zhiyuan's voice was obviously relieved, and he asked.

"This... may be the scene of the crime. Let's talk about it when you come." Mo Yuanbai's insight is really as sharp as Ye Qianluo said.

When he felt Ye Qianluo's ghostly aura just now, he also smelled a faint smell of blood at the same time, coupled with the skull wind chime in the enchantment just now, this must be the scene of the crime.

"Sima, take a look... the cigarette case. Is it still there?" Mo Yuanbai asked cryptically when the phone was about to hang up.

"Okay... Fortunately, Xiao Fei is not in my car." Sima Zhiyuan said.

The other end of the phone became quiet, and the sound of the brakes of the car could be heard, followed by Xi Suo's voice.

"My lord!" Soon, Sima Zhijiayuan's exclamation came from the phone.

Ye Qianluo, who was standing next to Mo Yuanbai, could hear the loud voice even if he was not connected to the speakerphone.

Sima Zhiyuan called "Master" instead of "Mo Team", which shows that the matter is very serious.

"The cigarette case is empty." Sima Zhiyuan said.

"Okay, I got it. Let's meet and talk." Mo Yuanbai raised his hand and hung up the phone.

Putting the phone into his pocket, he crossed his arms and asked the person in front of him, "There is still half an hour, why don't you say something?"