Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 962 Ghost City (2)
"Let's go here." Tuantuan pointed to somewhere on the map.

Tiantian and Mr. Baihu around, as well as Mr. Guobao above their heads all looked over.

Mr. Baihu howled first: "Isn't this a dangerous place on the map mark? Why did you choose this place?"

Tuantuan's serious expression made one person, one beast and one monster think that he would say something irrefutable, but when he heard him say, "It's just based on feeling."

One person, one beast, and one demon all showed petrified expressions, with almost the same thoughts in their hearts: You said you have been reliable for so long, so don't suddenly become unreliable!The contrast is so great, it's really... cute!

Seeing their expressions, Tuantuan blinked innocently after speaking, and said quite innocently, "Is there something wrong?"

Mr. Guobao turned over and rolled into a ball, continuing to make his plush hat.

Tiantian shook his head sincerely to Tuantuan, expressing his support no matter what he said.

As for Mr. Baihu: "Ha, haha, there is nothing wrong with it, the feeling of being mighty and powerful must not be wrong."

Hearing this, Tuantuan really nodded.

Seeing that Mr. Bai Hu began to cry in his heart, there are obviously other small forces, why did he choose the place that symbolizes great evil?But everyone has no opinion. If he has an opinion, will it make Tuantuan unhappy?
Tuantuan didn't know about Mr. Bai Hu's entanglement. In fact, there was something he didn't say in his heart: He really had a feeling for that place, a kind of vague traction, even if he knew it was dangerous, he wanted to go and see it. There is infinite vitality in it.

Wangchuan Gate, Wangchuan River.

Inside the Gate of Wangchuan, the Wangchuan River that is feared by everyone, no one knows what is going on in this seemingly peaceful Wangchuan River, and no one knows what is hidden in it.

A cocoon wrapped in layers of black gravel, sinks and flows along the flow of the Wangchuan River. I don't know how much time has passed. There is no day and night here, and there is no human habitation.

Suddenly, there was a ray of light, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark.

The heavy and dark cocoon also seemed to be attracted by this ray of light, and floated in this direction.

The light looks close, but it is far away.The cocoon of black gravel floated for a long time before being illuminated by the light.

The seemingly soft light just shone into the black gravel cocoon, and the cocoon's gravel seemed to be like ice and snow shining in the sun and melting quickly.

The figure of the package inside also gradually revealed.

At first glance, it is full of snow-white hair, soft, gently floating, and the golden tail at the end is holy and beautiful.

When the black gravel completely melted, the white ball of hair also floated into the light.

When the spirit dove returned to its cage consciously, it immediately felt very warm, as warm as if it was in its mother's arms when it was born.

Such a comfortable feeling made her wish to continue to sleep, and she didn't want to wake up with her eyes open.It's just that this kind of thought was only for a moment. When she fully recovered, she knew what she really should do now and opened her eyes.

The nine white tails stretched out.

Lingjiu's eyes widened and his expression was dull.

There are very few things in this world that can make her change color after seeing it, especially when she has experienced a lot now.

But the scene in front of her now shocked her.

The overwhelming blue flower fields that look like water lilies and snow crystals grow at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, with no end in sight.

There are so many beautiful flowers in the world, but none of them can shake people's soul as much as the flowers in front of them.

It is so beautiful, ghostly, holy, cold and transparent. When you see them, you will tremble from your soul, as if your soul will be confused by them, and you will get out of your heavy and dirty body, hoping to get the relaxation of your soul. , into their arms.

A layer of holy power enveloped Lingjiu's body, making Lingjiu's eyes clear again.

This Wang Chuanhua really has the special ability to bewitch the soul, it is not her illusion.

If someone else came here unintentionally, even a monk in the Three Core Realm would be hooked out of his soul just by looking at it.

At this time, many translucent creatures that looked like water bubbles and jellyfish floated towards her.

Lingjiu glanced at them, and a spell appeared on his fingertips, and the surrounding blister jellyfish were burned as soon as they touched it.

This scene did not make more and more water bubbles, jellyfish and other creatures emerge from the Wangchuan flower to avoid, but continued to approach her like moths to a flame.

Lingjiu looked at them, a touch appeared in his eyes, the talisman surrounded his body, he did not take the initiative to attack, but if these ghosts insisted on getting close, they would die.

That's right, these things that look like water bubbles and jellyfish are all ghosts.It is the product of the dead creatures in the world.

Before falling into the Wangchuan River, Lingjiu never imagined that there is no hell in the world, let alone reincarnation.

Therefore, the dead creatures in the world are really dead, and he will never appear in the world again, even the emperor.

Without reincarnation, is immortality still immortality?At best, it can only be regarded as a long life. The longer you live, the more you fear death. What is the difference between this and ordinary people?
Lingjiu remembered that he hadn't seen ghosts a few times in the world of monks, so they all came here.

If you survived the baptism of the Wangchuan River before and did not die, you will be able to get the protection of the Wangchuan Flower.But even so, most of the ghosts will eventually become like this. Blisters are as insane as jellyfish, only instinctive wandering spirits.

Lingjiu raised her head to look, and she didn't know when she was already within the protection range of Wangchuan Flower——within the range of Wangchuan Flower Sea, an invisible force cut off the water of Wangchuan River, so when she looked up, she would see The sky was clear, but there was no end in sight.

In the middle of her thoughts, there are no less than a hundred ghosts who died on her spell.

"Go back!" The coercion spread, causing the group of ghosts who still wanted to approach to pause.

But the doves still felt their simple consciousness—the body, wanting, this is the flesh and blood they desire most.

Even if they really invaded Lingjiu's body, they couldn't occupy it, but this obsession had already taken root.

The spirit dove once again felt that they were pitiful, and human beings were pitiful.

Not looking at them anymore, Lingjiu stepped into the air towards the depths of Wangchuanhua.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I also encountered many low-level ghost groups on the road. I can't see them now, but I saw an even more miraculous scene.

an abyss.

An abyss covered with green frost.

There was a strong ghostly smell coming from inside.

(End of this chapter)