Chapter 792: Everyone has their own thoughts

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When the aftermath subsides and the smoke dissipates, the ghosts who fell to the ground will react instantly.

"What about that kid? Where did that kid go?"

"The ghost general's magical power of flashing his fingers actually allowed him to avoid a fatal murderous intention."

"Even so, he must have been seriously injured when he withstood that power at close range. If he can be captured, he will definitely be rewarded by Lord Shentu!"

"Why don't you hurry up and chase him? He's seriously injured and can't run far!"

For the reward, all the ghost generals took action. Only the ghost emperor Zhang Heng, who was floating in the sky, watched all this indifferently.

At this time, he suddenly discovered something. He lowered his head and glanced at his right cuff, where a scorched black mark was quite eye-catching.

That was the mark left by Qin Feng's thunder finger!

"It's interesting." Zhang Heng glanced in the direction of the Ghost Gate, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then disappeared in a flash.

When he appeared again, he had returned to Naihe Bridge.

When Zhao Wenhe saw Zhang Heng returning alone, he knew that the arrest had not been successful, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Among the five ghost generals, no one could be Zhang Heng's opponent in a speed competition. Even he had not caught the intruder, which showed that the intruder was extraordinary.

Zhou Qi stared at Duanjie and asked without looking back, "Did you miss it?"

Zhang Heng responded: "It's not a mistake. The kid was seriously injured by me. The others should be able to catch him."

Zhao Wenhe asked curiously: "You mean, you let him go?"

"I gave him a chance to make a move. He didn't die, so I didn't bother to chase him." Zhang Heng admitted generously that there were so many ghost generals at the gate of hell who saw it, so it was pointless for him to hide it.

"Why?" Zhou Qi asked calmly.

"That boy is the son of the Southern Ghost Emperor who broke the world. He came to this world alone to save his father. I admire him a lot, that's all."

"This" Zhao Wenhe was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mr. Zhou Qi: "If this is true, he will definitely find ways to destroy the punishment of Mingcha in two days, although this possibility is slim."

The punishment of Hades is notorious in the ghost world, so how can it be so easy to destroy?

There were also people who tried to save the prisoners who were punished by the Underworld, but the result was that they were all chopped up by the Underworld and their souls were scattered.

As for the other party's desire to save people from the Infinite Prison, that is even more idiotic.

After all, the only one who can open the Infinite Prison now is Zhou Qi.

Thinking of this, he looked up to the sky, waiting for how the old man would respond.

Just listen to Zhou Qi say calmly: "Although it is just an insignificant mouse, it is also annoying to toss in the ghost world.

Zhao Wenhe, go and capture him, whether he lives or lives.

As for Zhang Heng, if you take the initiative to make your own decisions, I will punish you by staying at Naihe Bridge to guard the boundary, and you will not be allowed to leave even one step. "

"Okay." Zhang Heng accepted happily.

After Zhou Qi finished his instructions, he spoke again: "The ghost master is in charge of breaking the boundary, and there is no one guarding the seal. I will stay there before the punishment of the underworld is carried out.

If there is an emergency, call me. "

"Understood." Zhao Wenhe responded with clasped fists.

When you look up again, where is the old man’s figure?

After the old man left, Zhao Wenhe was about to leave when Zhang Heng suddenly said: "Don't you think all these things happening recently are too coincidental?"

Zhao Wenhe paused: "What do you mean?"

“After the balance of life and death was broken, strange changes occurred frequently in the ghost world.

Shen Tu wanted to kill the Southern Ghost Emperor and launched a war against the broken boundary. At this time, the ghost leader was unable to do anything because the boundary barrier was damaged.

Behind all this, there seems to be a hand pushing. "

Zhao Wenhe frowned when he heard this. As a more senior ghost emperor in the ghost world, how could he not see these problems?

"What on earth do you want to say? Do you know who is behind this?"

Zhang Heng sneered: "Among the great ghost emperors, except for the old man who I can't see through, who has a deeper city than you? You already know it, but you still pretend to be confused."

After leaving these words, he turned and left.

Zhao Wenhe closed his eyes and pondered. After a long time, he made up his mind and headed towards Cuiyun Palace in the ghost world, which was the residence of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Qin Feng, who was deeply in a coma, seemed to be in chaotic darkness.

There is no light, nor any sound.

Suddenly, sporadic images flashed before his eyes like a slide.

He saw the moment when his father was in despair, and he saw the tragic scene of the ghost world being shattered and annihilated.

And in the cracks in the void, in the memory of Senior Xuan Yi, the strange giant appeared again. With a wave of his hand, dense Taoist texts covered the sky and blocked the sun.

It is this text that is constantly eroding the ghost world and annihilating it.

At this moment, the giant in the crack suddenly discovered something. On the body made of pieces of flesh, countless pupils looked towards Qin Feng.

That gaze seemed to have some kind of magic power, absorbing Qin Feng's mind and making him keep getting closer.

The demonic voice kept ringing in Qin Feng's ears: "Innate energy, let me be one with you!"

Just when Qin Feng was about to sink into it, at the critical moment, a bright moonlight penetrated the darkness and shone on the top of Qin Feng's head.

A soft voice sounded: "Wake up!"

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked around. This should be a stone cave.

At this moment, he was lying on the stone bed, looking out through the cracks in the stone. The sky was dark, and it was obvious that he had been unconscious for a long time.

Tu Bo, who had shrunk in size, heard the movement and hurried over: "Young Master, you finally woke up."

Qin Feng pinched his eyebrows and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"

The Tubo thought for a moment and replied: "It should take three hours to fully calculate. This time, young master, it can be said that he has escaped from death."

Then Tu Bo began to recall the process of rescuing Qin Feng, vividly describing the critical situation at that time and his majestic image of loyally protecting his master.

Qin Feng thanked him sincerely: "I misunderstood you before and thought you were a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. If it weren't for you this time, I would really be in danger.

But what makes me curious is that you escaped into the hell gate without thinking at first. Were you waiting for the opportunity to save me? "

When Tu Bo heard this, he looked a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to say something, a charming voice sounded at the entrance of the cave: "This guy can even run away as fast as the Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng. Do you expect him to have such loyalty?" ?

If I hadn't happened to meet it, how could it have risked its life and rushed back to rescue you. "

Qin Feng went out looking for fame and saw the voluptuous Meng Shuang.

It's just that at this moment, the latter has obviously experienced a big battle. Not only does he look sluggish, but there are still many wounds on his body that have not healed.

Before Qin Feng could ask, Meng Shuang took out a bowl of soup from the side.

Not only was the soup water turbid, it also exuded a pungent smell.

"I know you have many questions. Drink this first to recuperate, and then we can talk."

"Okay." Qin Feng took the decoction without saying a word. The pungent smell hit his nose, mixed with the aroma of wine?

He hesitated for a moment, and finally drank the decoction. As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease.

Click!

The soup bowl broke and Qin Feng fell into coma again.

Tu Bo exclaimed in shock: "What's wrong with him?"

Meng Shuang murmured to herself: "Tsk, failed again."

(End of chapter)