Urban Cultivation Evil

Chapter 1708
Mo Ziyuan had heard of the name of the Haunting Hall, and knew that these people were evil and ghostly, dealing with the dead all the year round.

Even people in the clan don't have a good impression of the Haunting Hall.

However, when he saw Zhao Tieyi, Mo Ziyuan felt his soul was taken away.

He suddenly felt that he was willing to do anything for Zhao Tieyi, even if he died, it didn't matter.

"Miss Zhao, what are you doing? Mo Ziyuan leaned forward and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Tieyi said: "Open the door."

"Open what door?"

"Open the gate of the netherworld."

Mo Ziyuan gave a jolt: "The Gate of Netherworld? Miss Zhao, this..."

While speaking, the dozen or so women took out red talismans in their hands.

Everyone chanted a spell, and all of them were pasted on the trunk of the giant tree.

Before Mo Ziyuan understood what was going on, those red talismans suddenly burst into bright red light, and a black door appeared from the tree trunk around them.

"This..." Even though Mo Ziyuan was familiar with organ techniques, he had never seen this strange scene before.

"Mr. Mo, do you want to come together?" Zhao Tieyi invited with a smile.

"Ah?" Mo Ziyuan came back to his senses and nodded blankly.

For some reason, he was reluctant to leave Zhao Tieyi's side, so it was good to just follow Zhao Tieyi's side.

The smile on Zhao Tieyi's face became wider. He waved his hand, and the dozen or so women suddenly raised their hands.

Suddenly, a sedan chair made of paper appeared in front of the tree trunk.

One of the women started a fire and quickly burned the sedan chair to the ground.

Then, a dozen women quickly entered the tree trunk.

Zhao Tieyi followed closely, and Mo Ziyuan also followed dumbly.

As soon as Mo Ziyuan stepped into the door on the tree trunk, a cloud of cloudy energy came over him, and he couldn't help being surprised when he looked up.

He unexpectedly discovered that the sedan chair that had been burned just now was already hanging in mid-air, being carried by eight women around it, and Zhao Tieyi sat gracefully in the sedan chair, beckoning to himself.

Mo Ziyuan had never seen such a ghostly scene before, he was dumbfounded and said, "Miss Zhao, what's going on here?"

"Mr. Mo, the gate of the nether world is very fragile now. Don't you know that the holy fire of the white lotus is the key to suppress the gate of the nether world? Hehe, as long as the holy fire of the white lotus is taken out, the gate of the nether world will open wide. At that time, the ghost world will reappear." , for our Soul-hunting Palace, it has a lot of benefits."

While talking, Zhao Tieyi closed the car curtain: "Let's go."

The sedan chair went forward.

Mo Ziyuan hurriedly followed, and the ghost said: "Miss Zhao, if you need my help, I, Mo Ziyuan, am obliged."

No one responded.

The entire space is gloomy and forested, only dim lights flicker, and ghost cries can be heard from time to time.

The sedan chair made a creaking sound, which was a little creepy.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and Mo Ziyuan actually sneezed.

Rubbing his nose vigorously, Mo Ziyuan felt very strange.

With my own cultivation, it is impossible to catch a cold, but how can I still sneeze?

Shaking his head and looking at the sedan chair, Mo Ziyuan's eyes suddenly became a little dazed again.

"Wow!" Suddenly, a dog barked.

Ahead, a huge black dog more than ten meters high suddenly appeared.

The black dog had three heads, and it bit the sedan chair.

The women in the Hall of Haunted Souls were not in a hurry, instead, they stepped forward one after another, and each of them flicked their sleeves, turning them into iron chains.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The sound of iron chains colliding, fought with the three black dogs.

Mo Ziyuan frowned: "Miss Zhao, I'll help you."

Zhao Tieyi didn't say a word, and he didn't even open the car curtain.

Mo Ziyuan wanted to show off in front of Zhao Tieyi, so with a flick of his hand, more than a dozen organ beasts rushed out and rushed towards the three black dogs.

The three black dogs growled without fear.

After finally beheading the three black dogs, more than half of the organ beasts had been lost.

Zhao Tieyi in the sedan chair frowned.

"Damn it, how can there be the ghost of the hell three-headed dog guarding here? If this continues, my Hooking Hall will inevitably be damaged." Zhao Tieyi secretly opened the sedan chair curtain, glanced at Mo Ziyuan, saw Mo Ziyuan Ziyuan was looking at him, but he smiled charmingly.

Mo Ziyuan suddenly felt his blood surge up: "Miss Zhao..."

"Mr. Mo, seeing how talented you are, I didn't expect the beast to be so powerful." Zhao Tieyi said quietly, "This sedan chair is a bit empty. If Mr. Mo doesn't dislike it, why don't you come in and sit together?"

When Mo Ziyuan heard the words, his spirits were greatly lifted: "Miss Zhao, is it appropriate for a man and a woman to give or take each other?"

"Hehe, although I am the saintess of the Haunting Palace, I am still unmarried. You are a genius of the organ family and you are also unmarried. What's wrong?"

Mo Ziyuan rubbed his hands and nodded dully: "That, that's good."

Sitting tremblingly in the sedan chair, Mo Ziyuan was a little excited and didn't even dare to look at Zhao Tieyi directly.

A trace of viciousness flashed in Zhao Tieyi's eyes: "Why did Mr. Mo come to Xuanyuan Mountain?"

"I, I heard that there is a holy flame of white lotus here."

"Oh." Zhao Tieyi showed a meaningful smile: "If Mr. Mo gets the White Lotus Sacred Flame, will you give it to me?"

Mo Ziyuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning hot: "Miss Zhao, if Miss Zhao is willing, of course I will give it to you."

"Hehe." Satisfied, Zhao Tieyi raised his hand and gently stroked Mo Ziyuan's cheek.

Mo Ziyuan's spiritual consciousness was even more intoxicated.

At this moment, Mo Ziyuan felt that he was willing to die for Zhao Tieyi.

Sometimes love seems to be a really confusing thing.

Zhao Tieyi's beautiful eyes flashed, and he said quietly: "If I let you be my ghost slave, would you be willing?"

Mo Ziyuan was startled, and a look of struggle appeared on his face.

But after a while, Mo Ziyuan nodded emphatically: "As long as I see you happy, I will do anything."

Zhao Tieyi smiled, very happily.

Mo Ziyuan also smiled, very brightly.

He suddenly discovered that meeting Zhao Tieyi in this life was the happiest moment for him, even if he died now, he would be satisfied.

The smile on Zhao Tieyi's face suddenly froze.

Then, her delicate right hand became extremely sharp.

Suddenly, a claw pierced into Mo Ziyuan's chest.

The smile on Mo Ziyuan's face froze: "Zhao, Miss Zhao, you, what are you doing?"

"You said it, you are willing." Zhao Tieyi smiled, slowly pulled out Mo Ziyuan's heart, put it in his mouth, and chewed it twice.

Just like that, in front of Mo Ziyuan, he ate half of that heart.

Mo Ziyuan's pupils began to slack, and his vitality began to drain rapidly.

He didn't understand why the happiness he had just felt was about to disappear.

"Mr. Mo, I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. Of course I won't let you die." Zhao Tieyi slowly stuffed the remaining half of his heart back into Mo Ziyuan's chest.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he took out a talisman and slapped it on the wound on Mo Ziyuan's chest.

The talisman burned quickly, and the wound healed extremely quickly under the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)