Xing Tie, I am a scattered soldier, starting from the underworld

He just asked with his head tilted.

"If I'm in danger in there, will you come to save me?"

Sanbing smiled and rubbed Huo Huo's head.

"Maybe!"

The tail uncle couldn't stand it anymore and popped his head out.

"You son of a bitch, if you want to die, don't drag my Huo Huo into this. I will risk my life today rather than let you and Huo Huo go in and die."

Tail Master roared and turned into a green wolf, with green flames surrounding his body, like a giant beast.

But at this moment, Huo Huo stood between the two of them, opened his arms and shouted.

"No tail, this is my own choice!"

The old man with the tail was stunned and pointed at Huo Huo, unable to speak.

At this time, the soldier came to Huo Huo with a smile, and untied the rope with a gentle pull.

"How could I really let you in? I can't let someone as clumsy as you do this kind of thing. If you really die in there, I'll be very sad!"

"Brother Sanbing~"

Huo Huo looked into Sanbing's purple eyes and turned away with a red face.

"I knew that Brother Sanbing wouldn't let me take risks, but Huo Huo wanted you to know that I'm willing to do anything for you!"

Sanbing rubbed Huo Huo's head and spoke softly.

"Don't say such stupid things. If you die, you will lose everything. I don't want to hear such words again!"

The scattered soldier turned around with a hint of anger between his brows.

He hated betrayal and death, and the idea of ​​easily giving up his life for others made him feel a little disgusted with himself.

Not to mention the lovey-dovey relationship between Sanbing and Huohuo, Uncle Weiba was in a state of seclusion.

[Something is wrong. It is 20% wrong! ]

[Did I use the wrong method? I was clearly imitating her exactly, getting angry for Huo Huo and then "pretending" that she was very important.]

[Shouldn't Huo Huo be overwhelmed with emotion towards him at this moment? ]

[What kind of magic did this damned scattered soldier use on Huo Huo? 】

At this time, Huo Huo looked at Uncle Tail and said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Mr. Tail. I didn't expect you to be so worried about me!"

After being stunned for a moment, the tail uncle immediately stood up.

Turning his back slightly, he said proudly.

"Humph... I'm not doing this for you. I'm just afraid that if a little coward like you goes in, I'll get in trouble with you!"

Of course, Uncle Tail is not afraid of Sui Yang in the fog at all. He is a very powerful piece of debris. How could he be afraid of the garbage gathered inside? At most, he is just relying on the big ones!

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Hearing Huo Huo's thanks at this moment, he felt very happy.

It is completely different from the usual thanks; one is passive, the other is active.

[Although it did not achieve the expected results, it seems to have some effect. Good, keep up the hard work! ]

The soldier tied the ropes and asked Huo Huo to take out a few talismans to prevent Sui Yang from possessing him and stick them on his body. Only then did he feel that everything was safe.

This soul-binding rope can suppress Sui Yang, preventing them from destroying the rope.

Because it has never been used, its length of about 100 meters is barely enough.

After getting everything ready, Sanbing turned around and looked at Huo Huo.

"First, disperse the paper figures inside, but they must hold hands together. Once I detect something abnormal in that direction, I will go in that direction!"

Huo Huo nodded to show that he understood, then took out a stack of paper figures and placed them next to the fog.

Huo Huo raised his finger, and suddenly a paper man seemed to come alive and slowly stood up.

It looked around, then came to the fog and waited.

Then, another paper man stood up, walked to the first paper man and stretched out his hand to it.

The paper people connected together and began to speed up. The first paper person had entered the fog, and the other paper people hurried to follow.

Just keep connecting like this.

If the distance is too far, Huo Huo will not be able to sense the paper man. Letting them hold hands is equivalent to having a medium for information transmission between them.

Now we just have to wait until the paper man in that place loses his sensitivity, and then we will be able to discover the abnormality.

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Sending some Guangzi to my brothers. Chinese New Year is next month and I also want to have a good year.

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Chapter 91 Illusion

The soldier stood beside the fog and reached his hand into it, but did not feel anything unusual. All he touched was air, nothing in it.

Going in was the result of careful consideration. First of all, he was a puppet and there was not much for him to be afraid of.

There are also defensive talismans pasted on the body to prevent the evil spirit of Sui Yang from possessing the body.

With the soul-binding rope around his waist, he wouldn't get lost in there. With a 70% chance of success, he could definitely go in and try.

"A paper man disappeared!"

As Huo Huo's voice just sounded, the scattered soldiers had already arrived in front of her.

"Where?"

"there!"

Huo Huo pointed in a direction and then stuffed a compass into the hands of the soldier.

"There's interference outside and we can't find Sui Yang. It might be better inside. Be careful, brother!"

The soldier nodded silently, and then went in the direction indicated by the paper man.

When you first enter the fog, you will see a pale scene before your eyes.

I couldn't see anything, I couldn't hear anything, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The rope around his waist gave him some sense of security.

Suddenly, he felt something pulling at his trouser leg.

The soldier bent down and looked over, but it was all white and he could not see anything.

Suddenly, a green light swept away the fog in front of him, forming a small space below.

He saw it, it was a paper man.

The paper man's body is burning, and it is showing him the way through self-immolation.

Soon, the paper man burned out, and the other paper man connected to it began to burn.

The paper figures were constantly being consumed, and the scattered soldiers knew they had to catch up quickly.

A green road illuminates the way ahead.

The skirmishers rushed in and saw a blank line of defense in front of them, so they rushed in quickly.

It was as if he had passed through a barrier. The strong light made him unable to open his eyes. The talisman paper stuck on his body suddenly burned and quickly turned into ashes and dissipated.

The bright light faded and the stragglers opened their eyes.

It was a loft decorated with purple lightning patterns, with green wooden boards underneath and two tatami mats. A mature woman with purple braids was looking at him.

"Baalzeb..."

The scattered soldier said calmly, observing his surroundings casually.

This place turned out to be Inazuma's castle tower, and the woman in front of him was Baalzebub, the Inazuma god who created him and then abandoned him.

Baalzebub opened his purple eyes and looked at him coldly.

"So it's you, Guo Beng..."

She slowly stood up from the tatami with a cold look on her face.

"You created a general, a waste, and you escaped and caused countless troubles. Now you come to me, do you want me to recognize you?"

"But I'm sorry to disappoint you. I will never recognize you, just like the eternity I protect forever!"

The scattered soldier gritted his teeth, unable to conceal his anger.

Suddenly, he let out a breath as if he had let go of something.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Haha...you don't really think I'll be angry!"

The scattered soldier curled his lips: "Such a low-quality illusion, childish!"

With his head lowered, the soldier touched his waist. Although there was no object there, he could feel a rope tied there.

Baalzebub showed a puzzled look: "What are you talking about? If you want my approval, come and defeat me!"

The skirmisher stared at Baalzebub's face and said coldly.

"I really hate this face. I want to destroy it when I see it, but it should appear in front of the real her, not a fake like you!"

The soldier's purple eyes swept around. The surrounding environment was very real, almost exactly the same as the castle tower.

However, the physical form of these things is terrible and cannot fully simulate the sense of touch.