Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 23
The two voices were getting closer and closer, as if they were gradually enveloping him from opposite directions, and suddenly, the two voices disappeared at the same time.

Wuqing's back was tense, bean-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down her forehead, the hairs on her front and back were bundled up, and the endless coolness hit the bottom of her heart. After about half a stick of incense, the first A sound of sorrow and joy exploded like a thunderbolt in the silent night sky, followed by a sound of joy without showing any weakness. It was so real and clear, as if it happened right next to me.

Sure enough, in the moment of ruthless blinking, she saw the welcoming team running towards her at a very fast speed. The fiery red sedan chair was floating in mid-air, and beside it were hundreds of little ghosts playing and singing non-stop. Looking back, behind him, there were also many little ghosts carrying a large coffin and rushing towards him, blowing mourning and music. Could this be a hundred ghosts welcoming a marriage and a hundred ghosts mourning a funeral?

Are they the Hundred Ghosts of the Night that Zitan said?Actually let yourself meet here?

Ruthless wanted to use mana, but found that he couldn't condense his true energy at this moment, let alone use mana. Worse, he was actually trapped in this illusion.

Wu Qing pulled out the hairpin without any hesitation and slashed it fiercely towards his palm. Blood dripped onto the emerald green hairpin, and the hairpin suddenly glowed red. However, if you encounter an unbreakable barrier or magic circle, you can drip blood on this hairpin to help yourself escape.

Ruthlessly and forcefully brushing the hairpin across her eyes, suddenly, a small gap appeared in the darkness surrounding her.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ruthless turned down the tree without hesitation and ran towards the gap.

Jumping down from the gap, Wuqing regretted it. He seemed to have fallen into a pool of water, but the water here was extremely cold, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, not far away seemed to be mixed with the flowing water of a waterfall. the sound of.

It seems that using a drowned chicken is the best way to describe her image, but her chicken is from Lengjiao, curled up into a ball.

The ruthless and cold little face was purple and blue, and his hands and feet were gradually unable to use his strength. He simply swam aimlessly in the middle of the Tan, looking for a place where he could go ashore, but found that there was water within the visual range, even in this place. There is not even a place in the water to rest yourself.

Thinking in his heart, Wuqing became more and more sad. He finally escaped from the entanglement of those little devils, but fell into the miserable situation of being drowned. Who did he provoke, who did he provoke, and was it easy for him?

Just as he was swimming ruthlessly and lamenting his tragic experience, he suddenly heard the sound of water being stirred not far away, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed. If someone takes a bath here, then I can also ask him for help, that's great .

But everything still has to be careful, if you encounter those dirty things again, you don't have enough lives to spend, so you swam ruthlessly in the direction of the source of the sound.

Under the silvery moonlight, the surface of the water was like a dreamy fairyland. The man's jet-black long hair was casually scattered, and his figure from the back had a sense of peerless beauty. His fair and translucent skin reflected the moonlight into his ruthless eyes. The ruthless spring heart is rippling, and he is deeply concerned about why he was born in such a peerless world. The perfect back is lingering in his mind, and his eyes are fixed on that person, like a hungry wolf staring at him. Fat big white rabbit.

(End of this chapter)