After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 585 The Tragic Dao Wuxuan
The Azure Cloud Sword hovered beside Mo Lin.

Mo Lin didn't believe that these people were just coincidentally here.

There must be a reason why these strange people suddenly appeared.

Mo Lin even felt that this group of people were coming for him.

You can clearly hear the dripping sound of blood falling to the ground outside.

The man in white looked at Mo Lin and then smiled, revealing his sharp teeth.

"My name is Fu Qi," the man in white slowly introduced himself to Mo Lin.

"Mo Lin." Mo Lin also slowly and deliberately said his name.

Fu Qi raised his right hand, and the blood rain outside instantly gathered from the ground, coalescing into a blood-soaked figure.

The remaining blood then gathered together and coalesced into a blood-soaked figure.

Fuqi squinted, his eyes barely opening to reveal a slit.

"I hope we can be friends, not enemies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Qi turned and left.

As Fu Qi left, the blood rain outside the door stopped.

The body parts scattered on the ground are still there.

The lingering smell of blood in the air had not yet dissipated.

Mo Lin wasn't stupid. Whether it was Consort Ji before or Fu Qi just now, they were clearly there to get to know Mo Lin.

It's like inspecting goods for inspection.

I came here to see Mo Lin.

"Ding-dong... Ding-dong"

A copper bell rang out from outside.

The sound is crisp and clear.

Then a strong wind blew.

The strong wind made the entire gate tremble.

Even sitting inside the house, Mo Lin could hear the howling wind outside.

A little girl, about 1.5 meters tall, appeared in the darkness.

The little girl is playing with a paper figure in her right hand and a pair of scissors in her left hand, as if she is cutting paper to make a paper figure.

The little girl wore bells on her feet and hands, which made a jingling sound when she walked.

The little girl had a ponytail, an oval face, and big, dark eyes; her appearance was quite ordinary.

He was wearing very ordinary clothes.

He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes.

The woman went outside, leaned against the doorframe, and then poked her head out, her gaze fixed on Mo Lin.

It gives people a feeling of spying.

With strange people appearing one after another, Mo Lin couldn't help but become more wary.

A question popped into Mo Lin's mind: what were these people here for?

"Are you Mo Lin?" the little girl asked Mo Lin clearly.

"Who are you?" Mo Lin asked in return.

"My name is Qingxi Jian," the little girl said.

Then, the girl, looking timid, slowly walked into the house.

Mo Lin was not careless at all. The moment the girl stepped into the house, Mo Lin's hair stood on end.

This woman is even more terrifying than Consort Ji and Fu Qi.

It seems that since Mo Lin disappeared for over a year, many powerful people have emerged in the East District.

"Why have you come to see me?" Mo Lin asked Qing Xijian.

"Of course, it's to inspect the goods."

Qingxi Jian said to Mo Lin very seriously, "You are now a very sought-after commodity, very valuable."

I didn't want to waste money, so I came to inspect the goods early.

"What do you mean?" Mo Lin asked again, his brows furrowed.

“Literally, I’ll buy you,” Qingxi Jian added again. “I just came to see if you’re worth a copper coin.”

Mo Lin's guess was right.

Mo Lin had a feeling before that this group of people were there to inspect the goods, and it turned out to be true.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Lin had many questions in his mind.

But Mo Lin didn't rush to ask.

"Are the two people in front of you here to inspect the goods, just like you?" Mo Lin asked Qing Xijian.

"Two people?"

Qingxi Jian asked doubtfully, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? There were five people who arrived before me."

This sentence seems simple, but to Mo Lin it sounds like a horror story.

The pressure Mo Lin felt was no less than if he hadn't watched horror movies.

In other words, several other people had already met with Mo Lin without his knowledge.

“You’re worth a copper coin,” Qingxi Jian gave her assessment.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qingxi turned to leave. "Excuse me, could you tell me who sold me?" Mo Lin was puzzled; he was free.

And no one could control him.

Who can sell him?

The Molin Temple ceremony is different from the Wanfo Ceremony.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Ceremony may have been controlled by someone, but Mo Lin's ceremony was not.

Qingxi stopped moving, her dark eyes suddenly turning crimson, and she turned to look at Molin.

A sense of oppression welled up from the depths of his eyes, and his tone turned icy.

"You ask too many questions."

As Qingxi Cocoon's voice fell, the paper figure in her hand seemed to come alive, standing up and staring intently at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin said no more and watched Qingxi Jian leave.

With strange people appearing one after another, Mo Lin was under a lot of pressure.

Mo Lin turned to Feng Ge and asked, "Do you know anything about this?"

"do not know."

Feng Ge shook his head; his doubts were no less than Bu Molin's.

Moreover, the people who appeared before were all incredibly capable.

After a long time, nothing strange happened outside.

No one seemed out of the ordinary, so Mo Lin and Feng Ge took a break.

The following day, Mo Lin and Feng Ge set off for Xuyan City to rescue Yun Xuexue.

Everything on the street was normal, as if those strange people from yesterday had never appeared.

To get to Xuyan City, you'll pass through Hongzhou on the way.

Hongzhou is in a state of disrepair now. When the evil spirits invaded, many people in Hongzhou died, and almost everyone fled.

Only the Gen family remains here today.

Due to the time constraints, Mo Lin did not go to Genjia to find Genjiaye, but instead left directly through Hongzhou.

It's faster to travel through Hongju.

Mo Lin passed by a street.

There is a utility pole on the street.

A person was tied to a telephone pole.

This person's body was hanging down in the very center of the road.

Anyone who passes by can see him.

The man was covered in blood, his skin peeled off.

The flesh and blood were exposed, and the appearance was very tragic.

Mo Lin recognized the man's body outline at a glance.

Daowu Xuan.

He was once hailed as the number one Taoist in Hongzhou and possessed a very powerful thunder magic.

He is the apprentice of the comedy duo, Shuanglong.

They still have the ability, but I don't know what they went through to end up in such a miserable state.

I don't know what he went through, being skinned alive and hung here.

Dao Wuxuan is not dead, but he cannot possibly be alive.

Dao Wuxuan probably saw Mo Lin, and slightly opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Mo Lin set off to rescue Dao Wuxuan.

His muscles were almost dried out.

It's a miracle he didn't die.

Dao Wuxuan opened his mouth as if he wanted to drink water, so Mo Lin poured some water into his mouth.

"Molin East District has been sold."

Dao Wuxuan's voice was hoarse and very weak.

"Everyone in the East District will be turned into merchandise. I want to stop them, but I am too weak to do it alone."

The East District is rotten to the core.

At this point, Dao Wuxuan suddenly became excited, his eyes bulging outwards.

He grabbed Mo Lin's collar with his right hand.

"The Red Phoenix Mausoleum still exists."

Dao Wuxuan seemed to have a lot to say, but he felt he was about to die, so he only said the most important things: "You have to find a way to survive."

Dao Wuxuan gripped Mo Lin's collar tightly with his right hand, then stopped breathing.

He didn't even finish the last sentence.

Seeing Dao Wuxuan die, Mo Lin still felt quite emotional.

In his memory, Dao Wuxuan was a selfless person who did things with the common people in mind.

It's truly lamentable that such a person met such an end.

(End of this chapter)