Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

Running all the way to the depths of the tunnel, under the cover of the glazed will-o'-the-wisp, I don't know how many things were burned to death.

Zishou is very fortunate now, he subdued the Liuli Will-o-Wisdom by mistake, otherwise he would have been disgusted a thousand times when he encountered this kind of thing today.

Walking through the dark passage with no light at all, Zi Shou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the voice of the long-waisted monster behind him disappear.

It was better to let him fight with the quasi-sage than to be besieged by these monsters. Thinking of the scene just now, when the dense and overwhelming insects attacked, he felt shuddering.

"The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit?" Zishou used his spiritual thoughts to look for the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit as he walked, but unfortunately, he didn't know what happened to the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, and he couldn't find her even though he walked all the way down.

"The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit disappeared without a sound. Either someone with a higher cultivation level shot at her, stopped her in an instant and took her away, or she left by herself."

Zishou shook his head, and within a short distance, he heard a babbling sound, like a child talking.

In this kind of place, Zi Shou didn't dare to be careless, he took out the Xuanyuan Control Water Flag and was ready to deploy it at any time.

Although he once nailed Zhunti with a single shot, it was only with the help of Luohu that he succeeded, which does not mean that he is better than a saint.

In the world of Conferred Gods, cultivation doesn't mean anything. In the battle between two sides, the one who wins is often not the one with the higher cultivation, but the one with the most powerful Lingbao formation.

If one is not careful, he may capsize in the gutter and die in this ghost place.

It's better to be careful than careless.

Holding the Qinglian Sword in his right hand, his whole body still covered by the glazed ghost fire, Zi Shou walked forward slowly.

The tunnel in front leads to the ground, and it gets hotter as you go. There are still many earth chambers on both sides of the tunnel, but Zi Shou dare not go in rashly, for fear of provoking something.

As the voice became clearer, Zishou became more and more nervous. What kind of children could there be in this ghostly place?Maybe some weird creature is making a seductive sound.

The front turned a corner, and the sound came from the basement at the corner.

The basement is so dark that you can't see your fingers.

However, after being swept away by his spiritual thoughts, he still found something.

"Wait... people?"

Zishou narrowed his eyes and stared into the depths of the basement.

There are three or four sarcophagi in the basement, all of which are open, and it seems that the things inside have gone, and the direction of the sound is next to the sarcophagus.

"Get out to the lonely king!" Zi Shou sternly shouted, directly exerting the coercion of the quasi-sage.

A five or six-year-old girl crawled out from the side of the sarcophagus, wearing a pure white skirt, which was covered with mud and dirt.

She grasped the sarcophagus with her small hands like a cat's scratch, poked out half of her small head, and stared at Zishou innocently and timidly with her big watery eyes, as if she was about to cry.

Zishou: ...

Little...loli?

Three years of blood earning, and shooting is not a loss?

"Who are you?" Zishou didn't let down his vigilance just because she was a little girl, but walked into the earthen room slowly with his sword, while paying attention to whether there were other things around the earthen room.

The little girl opened her big eyes, biting her lower lip lightly, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, like a kitten abandoned in the wild.

"Are you human?" Zishou softened his tone and walked towards the little girl slowly.

The little girl shrank back slightly, looking at the Qinglian sword in Zishou's hand with some fear.

"Should it be a human?" There was no cold aura on the little girl. Zishou put away the Qinglian sword, and the glazed ghost fire also withdrew his heart, but he was still on guard against the little girl in his heart. If there is a problem with the little girl, he will immediately activate the intermediate Jade Immortal Sword Formation to kill her.

The little girl raised her head, she was not big, she just reached Zishou's waist, and looked at Zishou with big black and white eyes.

"Can you speak?" Zishou tried to communicate.

The little girl didn't speak, just looked at Zishou.

Zishou reached out to touch the girl's head, and the girl backed away to dodge, but her back touched the cave wall. She opened her beautiful big eyes, as if she was afraid that Zishou would hurt her.

Zishou reached out and rubbed her little head. Her hair was so soft, it was like petting a kitten.

Zishou originally just wanted to test whether she was a human or a ghost, but this rubbing became a bit addictive.

The little girl showed a disgusted expression, which made Zishou laugh.

"It's a living person, it's strange, how can there be a living person here?"

"Could it be Hanba's daughter?"

"Then the question is, with whom did Hanba live?"

Zi Shou was full of random thoughts, but at this moment, the little girl suddenly ran over and bumped into his arms, and said in a childish voice, "Father."

The smile on Zishou's face froze, and a mess of thoughts floated through his mind.

"Happy to be a father? Take over the pan?"

"Could it be that this was born between me and Hanba?"

"What a fart! I haven't seen Hanba yet! Stimulating semen out of thin air?"

"It can't be the daughter of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit, right? The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit hid herself to give birth to a daughter? Could it be the child of the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit and Yuan Hong? Do you recognize me as a father? Let me be an honest person?"

"What are you thinking about riding a horse! I didn't grow so fast after taking hormones!"

"Or my child born seven or eight years ago? Seven or eight years ago, I didn't time travel, right?"

Shaking his head vigorously, throwing away all the messy and unrealistic thoughts, Zishou pulled the little girl away, frowned and said, "Why did you call me father?"

The little girl hugged Zishou's thigh and seemed to only call her father.

The son was questioned several times but to no avail: "Gu is gone, you stay here to fend for yourself!"

The little girl let go of Zishou's thighs, raised her head, her eyes were filled with mist, she bit her lip, as if she wanted to cry, she looked as pitiful as she could be.

The corner of Zishou's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't think he was a kind person, but he couldn't bear to see the little girl's big watery eyes and timid expression.

He picked up the little girl and tucked it under his arm, like holding a kitten, and sighed: "Forget it, for the sake of being human, the lonely king will take you back to Chaoge. If you dare to make small moves, I kill..."

Before the words were finished, the little girl was about to cry again.

The corner of Zishou's mouth twitched fiercely, and he took back the cruel words.

Walking out of the earth room with the little girl in his arms, Zishou had a thought in his mind: "Could this be Hanba's daughter? Otherwise, why would she appear here? Maybe holding her can avoid zombies."

"Yeah..." The little girl suddenly bit Zishou's finger lightly, and looked at the side of the tunnel with her big watery eyes.

Zishou looked down at the little girl, and then followed the little girl's gaze, his face changed slightly.

Two men who were completely hidden in black robes were coming, one left and one right, wearing ghost masks on their faces, their aura was suppressed, and their cultivation was not weak.

"Who is he?!"

"I don't know, is it here..."

"Verun Xu said to kill all the living people who enter!"

The two men in black robes communicated in a low voice, their eyes glowed like wolves, and then slowly walked towards Zishou.