On the other side, a distant treasure island. A huge ancestral hall and palace located in the mountains. The sky at night is so dead and so desolate.
The night sky was covered with dark clouds and there was lightning and thunder. The strong wind was raging in the forest, making a deafening and terrifying roar.
Fire, blazing fire, enveloped this huge ancestral hall and palace, making the sound of crackling flames burning and exploding.
In the palace shrouded in fire, a thin man in black robes was standing calmly.
His facial features were covered by a black mask, making it impossible to see clearly. Likewise, it is impossible to tell how old he is.
At this moment, his right hand was holding a terrifying and struggling ghost wearing a long red coat. This fierce ghost is a male. No matter how much he struggles or resists, he cannot escape from the shackles of this man's right hand.
With a crisp sound of bones cracking, the red-clothed devil's throat was strangled by the black-robed man's bare hands. In just a moment, his body turned into blood and was sucked into the man's right hand.
With the help of the firelight, the appearance of his right hand was also revealed. I saw that this was actually a charred and smelly ghost hand burning with green flames, as if it had been scorched by the flames.
In the palm of this ghost's hand, there is a bloody mouth like a monster. In the big mouth, there is a long red tongue, slowly moving.
This scene looks extremely scary and terrifying. At a certain moment, in the firelight, two men wearing loose down jackets strode out.
They are not scary ghosts, but real living people. They are, survivors.
"Master President! All the evil ghosts outside this ancestral hall have been wiped out by us!!" The two men knelt on one knee and reported to the man in black robe respectfully.
"Oh." The man in black robe said softly, and his reply was extremely calm, and he didn't show too much surprise.
"You've done a good job." The man in black robe stood with his hands behind his hands and looked into the depths of the palace in the distance, as if staring at something.
"The owner of this palace is quite capable. Before he died, he wanted to take me on the road with him, but unfortunately he still fell short..." The man in black robe said in a solemn voice, but when he said this, He couldn't help but cough, as if he had been injured during the confrontation with the palace owner.
"President, are you injured?" Hearing the cough of the black-robed man, the two men's faces were full of disbelief and they hurriedly asked with concern.
In their opinion, the president is a god-like existence. Any ghost or monster is nothing more than an ant in front of him, vulnerable to a single blow.
To be able to cause the president to be injured means that the power of the owner of this palace has reached an unprecedented level.
"It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter."
"This is what happened. One year later, our plan will also enter the final stage." The man in black robe withdrew his gaze, then raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
The sound of fingers echoed, and in the next moment, their figures disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, he was already outside the ancestral palace burning with fire.
Here, there are also several survivors standing, both men and women. Among them, Mulan, who had ambushed Zhang Fan in the first place, was actually among them.
"This trip has delayed us for too long. The power of this palace owner cannot be underestimated, but... everything is over." The man in black robe looked at the palace full of flames and whispered to The other men said.
"Mr. President, a red-clothed ghost just escaped, do we still want to chase it?" At this time, Mulan took a deep breath, stepped forward and whispered.
"One escaped?" The black-robed man frowned slightly, but soon relaxed and said with a smile: "It's just a red-clothed fierce ghost, it's not a big deal. If you can escape, just run away!"
"Oh..." Mulan let out a long sigh and nodded, but then she seemed to think of something and said: "The escaped red ghost met three of our top red ghosts. Even if you escape from the attack, you won’t survive for long.”
"Let's go, let's have a good meal when we get back. We have worked hard during this period." The man in black robe suddenly laughed, then stretched out, slowly took off the black mask on his face, revealing He had a handsome and handsome face.
He has white hair and a very childish face. He looks like he is only in his early twenties, like a student who is still in college. His eyes are squinting, giving people a gentle and easy-to-get-together feeling.
"President, you'd better put on the mask quickly. When I look at your face, I always feel like I'm looking at my younger brother. No matter how I look at it, I feel immature." Seeing this, Mulan sighed helplessly, reminded in a low voice.
As soon as these words came out, the survivors around them all suppressed smiles on their faces, but they did not dare to really laugh for fear of being beaten by the president.
President: "..."
"You're the only one who talks a lot. Please pay for this dinner." The president slowly opened his squinted eyes, looked at Mulan, and said with a headache.
But after he finished saying this, he looked sideways slightly. Seeing this scene, Mulan also looked around, but she didn't see anything there, it was empty.
"You said, you have a way to make my power leap forward even further?" The president asked in surprise as he looked at the empty place.
After a few seconds of silence, the president said again: "That's good. Then I'll wait for him to finish the maze scene. This time... I will take action myself."
"President, who are you talking to?" Mulan tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"Nothing, let's go!!" For a moment, the president looked away, smiled gently, and then snapped his fingers. The figures of Mulan and others suddenly disappeared in the wind and left here.
Not long after he left, deep in the burning palace, a ferocious tiger portrait hung quietly in the center of the wall. It was covered with shocking cracks, obviously having experienced some kind of terrible attack before.
On the ground below the tiger portrait, there are scattered pieces of damaged spiritual tablets, and the names on them can no longer be read clearly.
One of the relatively intact spiritual tablets was burning with fire. With the light of the fire, the name on it could barely be seen clearly.
The name on it is Feng Lu. ...Treasure Island, in a muddy mountain forest.
"Lulu, I beg you, please don't sleep. I'm going to find someone to rescue you right now!!" Hou Taibao ran desperately through the forest with Feng Lu on his back.
He was panting from running, sweating profusely, his face was bloodless, and he begged bitterly. At this moment, Feng Lu was motionless on his back, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.
She showed pain on her face, and her originally beautiful face had become aging little by little with the passage of time.
"Xiaobao...I can't do it anymore, please leave me alone...run away by yourself..." Feng Lu was weak and looked extremely weak.
"What are you talking about? You are my girlfriend. How can a boyfriend leave his girlfriend and run away alone?"
"Lulu, you must hold on. I will definitely find someone who can save you. I will go find Brother Zhang Fan. He will definitely have a way..." Hou Taibao's eyes were red and swollen, and he was sobbing choked.
"Don't cry...that will look very childish..." Feng Lu no longer had the liveliness and cheerfulness of the past, and her whole body was already enveloped in a strong aura of death.
Moreover, starting from her feet, thick bloody smoke gradually and continuously emitted. This is a sign of destruction.
She is dying.
"Xiaobao...can you sing the sea to me again?" Feng Lu said with a choked voice, using her last bit of strength.
She doesn't want to die either. She hasn't married Hou Taibao yet, hasn't come to the end yet, and hasn't witnessed a better future yet.
I haven’t gone to eat delicious food from all over the world, nor have I gone to see the beautiful scenery I want to see. However, it was too late.
"Okay...I'll sing!! I'll sing!!" Hou Taibao burst into tears and began to sing "The Sea" for his beloved Feng Lu.
"You slowly disappeared from that distant seaside. Your originally blurry face gradually became clear. What did you want to say..."
"I don't know where to start... If the sea can bring back the love I once had, let me wait for my whole life..." Gradually, gradually.
In Hou Taibao's singing, Feng Lu's thoughts drifted farther and farther, higher and higher, flying to the nine heavens and the top of the sky.
In a hazy state, her long-dead mother and sister Feng Hui, who had long since left, seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
"If...there is still a chance, I really want to eat the bean paste buns made by my mother again..."
"Sister... I'm sorry. If I hadn't been so willful back then, I wouldn't have hurt you..." As a breeze came, Feng Lu closed her eyes bitterly, her hands still He hung down weakly.
Her body, under the vast darkness of night, turned into blood and disappeared completely.
"If the sea can bring back the love I once had, let me wait all my life..." In the silent forest, only Hou Taibao's desperate singing echoed continuously.
The wind was so cold and biting, it made Hou Taibao's heart feel cold, as if he was in an ice cave.
After running for an unknown amount of time, he stumbled, tripped over a stone under his feet and fell to the ground, falling heavily into a muddy puddle.
However, he ignored his own embarrassment and turned to look behind him, but Feng Lu was nowhere to be seen.
"Lulu!!——"
"No -" Hou Taibao seemed to realize something, and suddenly let out an extremely sad scream. [Ahem, Feng Lu is not dead. There will be an extra chapter about her later.
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