Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Just when he was about to lose the last trace of consciousness, Zhong Jiuli suddenly clenched his hand tightly, coughed out unbearably, and a few drops of warm blood splashed onto Song Ci's face.

Song Ci suddenly opened his eyes wide. He gritted his teeth against the strong wind and raised his head to look at Zhong Jiuli. Take his hand.

His eyes were hot, and the tears were blown away by the wind as soon as they fell. Zhong Jiuli's eyelashes trembled slightly. Then he opened his eyes, suppressed the surging blood, and said softly, "Don't cry."

As soon as the words fell, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood kept slipping from the corner of his mouth.

He held Song Ci's hand tightly, pulled him to his side desperately, kissed his eyelashes tenderly, and whispered in his ear, "Don't cry, senior brother is here."

Song Ci cried even harder, it was he who killed Zhong Jiuli.

Zhong Jiuli raised his other hand and touched Song Ci's face with nostalgia. At some point, his eyelashes got wet, and Song Ci felt something was wrong. He held Zhong Jiuli's hand tightly and kept shaking his head.

Zhong Jiuli smiled slightly, turned around with all his strength, and protected him into his arms. Behind him were waves of wind blades.

Song Ci's eyes were red, he watched the blood continuously flow from behind Zhong Jiuli, and then was blown away by the wind, he shouted angrily: "What are you! What are you!?"

——Why do you die for me?

Before he could say the last few words, he watched the distance between them getting farther and farther—Zhong Jiuli broke away from his hand and pushed him out with all his strength.

"what!"

Song Ci let out an extremely mournful roar. He stretched out his hand to reach Zhong Jiuli, but he could only watch helplessly as Zhong Jiuli was ruthlessly penetrated by the wind blade and covered in blood. This scene coincided with the scene he sealed deep in his memory.

——He stuck the sword in Zhong Jiuli's heart, and when the sword was pulled out, the blood stained his whole body red like now.

Suddenly, a strong breath erupted from Song Ci's body, as if someone had struck a sleeping ancient clock in his mind, and the sealed memory rushed into his mind, shaking him dizzily, and he lost consciousness in just a moment .

When he woke up, he had already left the Phoenix Cave.

He raised his head, looked around, and blinked calmly. His usually dark eyes turned into a blood-like color, like a thick blood amber that couldn't be melted. The injuries have also recovered.

There was an unusual aura exuding from him, and Song Ci looked dangerous and unfamiliar at the moment.

"Who?!"

A vigilant voice sounded from behind him.

Song Ci turned around calmly.

But in his heart was brewing a raging rage, a blazing rage that tore his internal organs apart, burned him so painfully that he was almost insane.

——He forbids Zhong Jiuli to die!

He raised his hand and caught the ghost, his tone was cold, "Where is the Palace of the King of Hades?"

The ghost looked at him in horror, pretending to be vicious: "Where did the evil ghost come from! How dare you trespass on the underworld, you—"

Before the words fell, the ghost turned into a wisp of smoke.

Song Ci's expression did not change, and he continued to walk forward looking for breath.

Soon, he saw a city gate, and there was a bridge in front of the city gate. The bridge was bustling with people who had just died, and they followed the crowd into the city in a daze.

The ghost at the end of the team drove them away with a chasing whip and shouted: "Hurry up, the next wave will come soon."

Song Ci walked over, the errand took a look at him, stretched out his hand to push him, "Follow quickly."

Song Ci didn't move at all, he asked, "Where is the Palace of the King of Hades?"

Only then did the errand noticed something was wrong, he took a closer look and immediately shouted: "There are evil spirits!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Ci passed through his body and walked straight towards the bridge. Those ghosts who had just died were still in the chaotic period, and they didn't know how to go without ghosts to drive them away, and they couldn't sense the danger.

What Song Ci went through was like a black hole, absorbing all the ghosts around him.

The errand at the bridge head hurried towards the city gate, sweating profusely and said to the guard: "Evil ghosts, there are evil ghosts!"

When the guards got the news, they immediately issued an order: "Close the city gate and notify the judge!"

However, after a while, Song Ci had already reached the gate of the city, and a dozen guards under the city were already waiting there in full force.

Song Ci was expressionless, and asked mechanically, "Where is the Palace of the King of Hades?"

The leading guard ignored him and rushed forward with a spear in hand.

Song Ci transformed into a long whip in his hand, and suddenly drew forward, and the dozen or so guards in front of him were all turned into a puff of light smoke.

The guards of the city wall looked at this scene in shock. It was hundreds of years ago that the evil spirits trespassed in Feng, and they did not expect to let him see it again today.

He glanced at the Yin soldiers behind him, and asked anxiously, "Is your lord judge here?"

The Yin soldier said: "I'm rushing here."

The guard heaved a sigh of relief, the evil spirit is an evil spirit after all, no matter how powerful it is, it can't make any waves.

The next second, the city tower trembled and buzzed, and he hurriedly probed to look under the city.

I saw Song Ci standing in front of the city gate, waving a long whip and trying to split the city gate.

The guard turned pale with shock, but couldn't help shaking his head. The city gate is a black stone that has been deposited for thousands of years at the bottom of the Wangchuan River. Let alone an evil spirit, even the Immortal Da Luo may not be able to open it.

Song Ci seemed to be aware of the unusualness of this city gate. He stepped back a few steps, looked up at the tower, and finally locked his eyes on the eaves. He waved a long whip, hung it on the eaves, and then climbed up The city wall—they wanted to forcibly climb over the tower.

The guard was fearless in the face of danger and ordered: "Attack!"

At the same time, dozens of spears fell, and Song Ci dodged the spears flexibly sideways.With one foot on the city wall, he climbed up the tower with his strength.

He withdrew his long whip, and took advantage of the situation to pull the headed guard to his side, without raising his eyes, he asked in a cold voice, "Where is the Palace of the King of Hades?"

The guard was sweating coldly, he suppressed the fear in his heart, "Bold devil, what is your intention?"

Song Ci frowned, the blood in his eyes became even more bloody, he had no patience.

The long whip on the guard's neck tightened immediately, and in the next second, a white light flashed across, cutting off the long whip in Song Ci's hand.

Song Ci looked up indifferently.

Standing not far away was a ferocious man in a red robe. He was holding the Life and Death Book in his left hand and the Soul Haunting Pen in his right hand. He had a fierce look in his eyes. Why did Yangshou not end appear here?"

The guard exclaimed, "Judge Cui!"

Song Ci showed a cold smile on his expressionless face. He raised his hand and pointed at Judge Cui with a half-broken long whip, and said, "Do you know the entrance to the third realm?"

Judge Cui showed a look of astonishment, his eyes widened with anger, he looked at Song Ci intently, and said in surprise, "It's you!"

A trace of impatience appeared in Song Ci's eyes. He swung his long whip and took the head of Judge Cui.

Judge Cui avoided carefully, and said, "Tell me why you want to go to the third realm."

Song Ci's face was fierce, his eyes were red, he looked like he was going to eat people, and he waved the whip even more fiercely, "Stop talking nonsense, take me to the third realm!"

Judge Cui knew that he was not easy to deal with, so he hurriedly backed away and said loudly, "I'll take you there."

The long whip that was about to fall was retracted, Song Ci looked at him, and said coldly: "Lead the way."

A drop of cold sweat fell from Judge Cui's forehead. He observed Song Ci's face, and then slowly said: "The third realm is opened once a year, and even the King of Hades can't open it on weekdays."

A trace of impatience flashed in Song Ci's eyes, "There is a passage in the underworld that connects to the third realm. Tell me, where is the entrance to this passage?"

Judge Cui was speechless for a moment, he shook his head with an expression of disbelief, "Where did you come from?"

Song Ci nodded.

"Impossible!" Judge Cui said fiercely, "It's impossible for anyone to escape from there!"

Song Ci's last bit of patience was exhausted, and a terrifying yin energy surged up all over his body. He seemed to have fallen into madness, and several guards who were closer to him were sucked into the yin energy by him.

He quickly appeared in front of Judge Cui, pressed his head and slammed it into the wall viciously, "If you talk nonsense, I'll kill you."

His tone was extremely irritable, Judge Cui's heart skipped a beat, he swallowed, and nodded several times.

Only then did Song Ci let go of him, kicked away the stones under his feet, and let him lead the way.

Judge Cui didn't dare to say any more, he led the way silently, but was very shocked in his heart.That tunnel is used to discharge the yin energy that has accumulated in the underworld for thousands of years. Not to mention humans, even ghosts will not stay there for long, not to mention that there is an extremely terrifying wind blade in it.For thousands of years, there have been no ghosts who missed the time and failed to leave the third realm. They fumbled to find this passage, but no ghost could escape completely, let alone a living person.

Thinking of this, Judge Cui glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, but he believed it in his heart. If it was him, it was still possible. After all, he was not very human.

Judge Cui led him to the Ksitigarbha Hall, and he said to the guards in front of the hall, "Please inform me, Judge Cui has something to ask to see the Ksitigarbha."

The guard in front of the hall nodded, turned and entered the hall.

Judge Cui was afraid that Song Ci would be impatient, so he explained in a low voice: "This passage is controlled by Ksitigarbha, and you need to get his permission to enter."

Song Ci didn't speak, and looked down at the ground.

After a while, the guard in front of the hall ran out and said to the two, "Please."

Judge Cui breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in with Song Ci.

The two of them passed through the inner courtyard and walked into the back room. A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was sitting on the futon.Judge Cui was extremely respectful towards him, and made a big salute, "Master Dizang."

The young man smiled slightly, like a breeze blowing, the Yin Qi on Song Ci's body was also suppressed, and the ghosts and guards who had been swallowed by him flew out of his body. that boy.