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Chapter 169 It’s Not Easy to Be a Ghost Messenger in the Underworld (30)

The endless weeds on the ground swayed gently in the wind.

At first glance, under the white moonlight, there is a faint green light.

In the distance, the shadows of trees linger on branches, and the occasional bird calls add a touch of sadness.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the circular formation that glows in the open space.

Scattered golden light was everywhere, with a strange twisted symbol in the middle, faintly glowing red.

"Qiqi, this..." Meng Nianchan looked at the formation in front of her with some surprise, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Shi Qi paused, his eyes solemn: "Nianchan, I have never seen this formation before, don't get close."

The two men stepped back, and after a moment, a familiar voice sounded in the air.

"It's my first time meeting Lord Meng. It's really strange." The hoarse and sinister male voice sounded very harsh at this moment.

The evil ghost stood naturally inside the formation, unharmed.

The hollow eyes, accompanied by the formation, emitted a faint eerie light.

"Master Qi is a smart man, I had already expected this. So... why don't you... call a few friends to have some fun with you two?" The evil ghost said, raising his hands and head to face the full moon, uttering something from time to time.

In an instant, a gust of wind mixed with smoke and sand rushed towards the two of them.

Shi Qi's eyes trembled slightly, and he spun around, quickly pulling up Meng Nianchan, and the two of them quickly stepped back several steps.

Dark shadows moved, and everything was silent.

For a moment, the two seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Shi Qi held Meng Nianchan's hand tightly, not daring to relax for a moment.

Gradually, the surroundings became brighter and the wind stopped.

In a trance, there seemed to be a faint cry coming from not far away, low and suppressed, yet a little heart-wrenching.

This is a palace, magnificent and beautiful.

"Qiqi, this is..." Meng Nianchan looked at the scene in front of her, a little frightened.

I saw two people standing in the middle of the hall, surrounded by palace maids and guards.

Everyone was dressed in mourning and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Only the man in red in front looked otherworldly.

Enchantingly handsome, exquisitely elegant, with fiery eyes and white hair, and gloomy as frost.

The man's lips curled up slightly, as if he was smiling.

The man pursed his thin lips, as if he was saying something.

Just as Shi Qi was about to step forward, his vision suddenly went dark and the scene changed again.

This time...there were no guards or maids in the hall.

All that was left was bloodstains and a head with hair attached, rotten and lifeless.

The man carefully picked up the pale woman from the coffin, with a hint of coldness and hatred in his eyes.

Step by step, slowly, he walked out of the hall.

Even though he was wearing a red robe, there was no joy on the man's handsome face.

Shi Qi's heart trembled when she saw the horrifying scene in front of her. She was not stupid, if she guessed correctly... this was the Yanluan Palace that Mingnan built for Xuan Qi at that time.

"Qiqi, be careful." Meng Nianchan held Shi Qi's hand and said lightly.

Shi Qi turned sideways and the two exchanged glances.

The next second, in the quiet hall, the guards and palace maids who were beaten and shattered suddenly trembled and pieced themselves together.

The whole process was so fast, almost like a blink of an eye.

There were thousands of intact people in the hall.

Shi Qi frowned and said in a cold voice: "What do you mean? Why are you lying? Why don't you show up?"

There were bloody people everywhere, blocking Shi Qi and Meng Nianchan with no way to retreat.

From somewhere, a laugh came: "Master Qi Er is a wise man. It will be meaningless if he is discovered. Next... watch out!"

The sound stopped abruptly, and then people from all directions, like ferocious beasts, attacked the two with bared fangs and claws.

It is swift, has strong attack power, is ghostly and unstoppable.

Shi Qi glanced around, counted the number of people lightly, and estimated secretly in his mind.

One less guard means a thousand palace maids.

The missing one...is the evil ghost!

Shi Qi came to his senses and casually blocked the attack around him.

Meng Nianchan's eyes turned cold and she moved sideways to Shi Qi's side.

A white light flashed, and several figures in front of him were torn in half. The tearing sound lingered in the hall for a long time.

However, what is even more strange is that the attacked figures pieced themselves together again and attacked even more fiercely.

Shi Qi and Meng Nianchan stood back to back, and a large area of ​​purple and white light was emitted, accompanied by a tearing sound, as if it would never end.

Shi Qi frowned, feeling the dark power in his body constantly draining away, and pondered for a moment.

How come it can’t be killed?

Besides, these half-human, half-ghost creatures seemed to have no ill will towards them...

Shi Qi calmed himself down, launched an attack with one hand, and scanned the surroundings with his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a crack hidden above the hall, and his eyes trembled slightly.

It’s been...long time no see.

The illusion of space actually appears here.

When she was in the demon world, she was also trapped by this thing. Even though she was powerful, she really couldn't find any flaws. The long battle almost cost her life.

Later a voice told her to find a crack in the illusion.

Every illusion...can't be perfect.

For every martial art... there is always a way to break it.

It has been so long that she almost forgot the voice. She only knew that... the voice was very nice and gentle.

Shi Qi calmed himself down, slightly turned sideways, and barely blocked the attack: "Nianchan, stop. Now listen to me, close your eyes, hold my hand, and pass your dark power to me!"

Meng Nianchan was stunned, then reacted quickly.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, their figures spinning rapidly.

In the center of the hall, purple-white light lingered, spinning rapidly and merging into one.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light rushed straight up to the barely visible crack in the sky.

In an instant, a deafening sound of collapse was heard.

The surrounding palaces slowly collapsed, and the entire white jade building gradually cracked.

Meng Nianchan was delighted: "Qiqi, you still have a solution. What's going on? Why is it so weird..."

Before she finished her words, Meng Nianchan froze again when she saw the scene in front of her.

Shi Qi adjusted his breathing, raised his head and followed Meng Nianchan's gaze.

I saw a miniature version of Mingnan, covered in blood, lying on the ground, dying, while the little fire fox closed its eyes, huddled on the boy, looking determined and helpless.

Seeing this...Shi Qi wasn't particularly surprised.

Because she guessed that the evil spirit's target was not her.

Even...it has always been Mingnan.

He just used her to lure Mingnan out.

Meng Nianchan looked at the woman who was safe and sound beside her and said anxiously, "Qiqi, no matter what, at least for now... the underworld cannot be without him! Well, I will go and save him, and that will be like paying back his life."

The woman was about to step forward, but was pulled back by Shi Qi.

"It's dangerous, don't go over there." The faint voice was mixed with concern, but it was not for the seriously injured person.

"Can..."

Shi Qi shook his head: "He can't die."

Because she felt it, her heart was beating wildly and her soul was twitching strongly, that woman... was about to appear.

"Ahaha, Mingnan, you never expected it! The lives you owe... you have to pay back in person! But you are still the same as always. No matter where she goes... you know it? But so what? She will never appear again. Xuan Qi... disappeared long ago! No one can save you tonight! Haha~" The evil ghost's laughter was weird and terrifying. The blood on his hands was sucked into his body, and his dark power increased greatly.

With the help of the formation, it would be easy to take Mingnan's life at this moment.

As the evil ghost spoke, he suddenly swung his hand, and a powerful, deadly wind blew straight towards the person on the ground.

Mingnan raised his eyes with some effort, and his vision was blurry and bloody.

But he smiled, his eyes a little dull, and murmured: "It's been so long, maybe I really... lost you."

Looking at the little guy in his arms, Mingnan curled the corners of his mouth slightly and used all his strength to protect Huo Huo under him.

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, soaking the grass.

Feeling the sharp wind beside his ears, Mingnan slowly closed his eyes.

At the critical moment, a soft yet powerful voice sounded, adding a touch of tenderness in the dark night.

"If you lose it, you can find it again. It's not difficult."

The imagined attack vanished in an instant, Mingnan trembled, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

A pair of fiery eyes, faintly filled with tears, reflected the person in front of her, with burning admiration.

The moonlight is still the same moonlight.

But at this time, it was not bleak white, but bright and clear.

It’s like you are standing in front of me, not ethereal, but...real and beautiful.