Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 71

Without even thinking about it, Ye Wu subconsciously rushed forward and grabbed Jin Wuyue's ankle.

Shuangqin also stepped forward to grab Ye Wu, and was about to help, when the wooden plank under their feet finally couldn't bear such a heavy load, and it shattered with a click.

The three fell down together.

It was too late for Wang Defu to catch them, because the distance between him and them was too far.

He stared dumbfounded at the three people who disappeared into the darkness, sitting on the rope bridge with a dazed expression.

This, this, this...does he also want to go down with him?

No, why did it fall?

son hit?

"Wow, this is really..."

Wang Defu had a vicissitudes of life on his face.

"You said that you are so idle, you go and save that woman!"

People want to kill you, okay?
Emmmm......

Wang Defu anxiously stood above and howled a few times, but there was no movement below.

"You came……"

A deep voice rang in his ears, and Wang Defu frowned and looked over.

There seemed to be a familiar tall figure standing over there.

A complicated look appeared in Wang Defu's eyes.

He will never forget that figure.

"I haven't seen you for many years, old man!" Wang Defu muttered.

The figure smiled at him and waved: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Waiting for your dad!" Wang Defu rolled his eyes.

Anything dares to put on a show there.

He looked down at the dark cliff below again, and then asked whether he wanted to go down or not.

At this time, a pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from below, grabbing towards him.

More and more weird hands stretched out from all directions, some were bones, and some seemed to have been peeled off. One after another, strange and frightening figures emerged, carrying a cold and sinister air.

"Come with us!"

These figures wailed sharply, and the entire space was filled with the sound of ghost cries, as if they had really entered the ghost world.

"I died so badly! Come with me!" A rotting figure almost stuck to Wang Defu's body.

"You died so miserable. Why should I stay with you?" Wang Defu kicked him away expressionlessly.

"I'm in so much pain! Help me!" A woman with no skin followed closely.

"Okay! I'll make you hurt even more!" Wang Defu kicked again.

There are more and more figures posted.

Wang Defu's face turned dark.

"Get out of the way!" He suddenly exploded, and these figures were bounced away.

There was indeed a moment of silence in these figures after they bounced off.

But soon, they rushed forward even more aggressively.

And more figures also appeared, overwhelming.

What's more, he directly grabbed Wang Defu's feet and was about to drag him down.

"Come down and accompany us!"

"Go die die die!"

Wang Defu first broke free from the one hanging on his feet, kicked him on the head, kicked him off, then jumped up, kicking these things away one by one.

But the number was too much, and he finally felt restless.

But at this time, the figures in front of him didn't know if they were aware of his thoughts, but they stopped.

Wang Defu frowned and looked at the ghosts.

The figures parted, and a man in pale gold armor walked over step by step.

He looked much more normal than the other ghosts, at least in appearance.

Wang Defu stared at that face and bared his teeth.

"Ah Fu, long time no see." The man smiled slightly.

Wang Defu pursed his lips, and said with a strange smile: "What kind of mess, is your name Ah Fu?"

The man wasn't angry either, he waved his hand, and the ghosts around him obediently obeyed and stood still.

"Look, I can still surprise Fengyun, but you have changed too much." There was a sigh in his eyes.

"Shocking?" Wang Defu spat.

"Just find a few miserable-looking guys to pretend to be a front, so that you can say that you are in awe? You are just taking advantage of the fact that there is no king in the mountains! I warn you, no matter how dare you use this face to say such things If you don’t, your grandfather, I’ll kill you!”

There was a trace of sadness in the man's eyes.

"Ah Fu, you are really different from before."

"Tsk!"

Wang Defu looked at it with some displeasure.

His body was arched, with a hint of murderous aura, and a faint imprint appeared between his brows, which disappeared in a flash, so fast that it was hard to catch.

And the gray hair on his body seemed to have turned silvery white in an instant, faintly emitting bursts of golden light, and even that stupid and silly face seemed to have become handsome, but the size of his body was not as big as before. The battle also changed, but behind him appeared a phantom exactly like him.

A powerful force was gradually released from him, and that force made those figures around him stiffen immediately.

There was even more panic on the face of the person in front of him.

Wang Defu's eyes were full of majesty and disgust.

"A group of remnants dare to be presumptuous?"

The figure trembled for a moment, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, but it was also mixed with monstrous resentment.

All the golden light on his body dissipated, and a black mist surged to envelop him, and a voice full of resentment sounded.

"It's actually you!"

"roll!"

Wang Defu snorted impatiently, what is it, it is an eyesore.

The figure was silent for a long time, and then laughed strangely.

"Hehehe, do you think you can always be like this?"

"I'll be waiting for you! Waiting for you to come..."

The black mist rolled more and more violently, and even the voice became strange, echoing in this world.

"I will wait for you!"

He finally left a stern voice, and then disappeared.

The other ghosts looked blankly at first, and then, under Wang Defu's gaze, they ran away screaming and panicking. Without a commander, some ghosts even bumped into each other.

Wang Defu stared at them disappearing without a trace, a trance appeared on his face.

"Alas! Invincible is so lonely." Wang Defu sighed deeply.

He shook his soft hair, restored his gray appearance, looked down the bridge with a sad and vicissitudes of life, and fell into a new round of entanglement.

"Son, my son, what do you ask your old father to do? Why do you think you can't bear it? What can you do? For a woman, you don't even want your father. Tell me, you How can you be so unfilial?"

"Do you want your father to burn paper money for you today next year? Huh? Your wings are hard! Disobedient!"

Wang Defu played with grief and anger.

After a while, he hesitated and muttered: "Then shall I go down or not?"

He glanced around, and began to count the annual rings on the wooden board under his feet, counting circles, and muttered: "Go down...don't go down..."

One lap is one, and he will be whatever the last lap is.

(End of this chapter)