The sky seemed to be torn apart, and the wind blowing out was filled with a terrifying breath.

That is the natural fear of the natural enemy of the medium creatures is causing trouble in their souls. That thing is so terrible that all the living people are crawling on the ground.

Badou trembled all over and tried hard to restrain the fear in his heart, but that fear seemed to be everywhere and could not be suppressed at all.

Duanmu Yunduan seemed to feel that fear, but he didn't seem to care much. He just felt that the gap in strength was too big and he felt a sense of depression.

From a certain perspective, Duanmu Cloud has started the road to the Yin people, and it can no longer be said to be a living person.

More than a hundred ghost generals stood there in one after another, their breaths entangled with each other to resist the pressure from the air.

The sky thunder gathers and is about to fall.

Duanmu Yunduan held Badou's hand and whispered in his ear: "Brother Badou, don't be afraid! I will protect you."

Badou smiled. It might have been implicated because he had been involved in the wound and seemed very unnatural. He wanted to reach out to touch the girl's hair, but his arms couldn't be raised. It was too embarrassing. A big man was actually lying in a woman's arms. I hope Brother Liu would not see such a scene, otherwise he would be ridiculed by him for decades.

As if seeing through Badou’s heart, Duanmu Yunduan comforted: “I don’t know where Brother Liu is?”

"He felt that in a desperate place, many conspiracies were entangled around him." Badou said intermittently, feeling his head getting heavier and he had a sign of wanting to fall into a coma.

Perhaps this is the inexplicable sense between brothers, or perhaps Badou really sensed it, and genius knew it.

Badou felt that he was quite embarrassed in his life. He met a girl because he was in a coma. When he woke up, he was taken care of by such a stupid little guy who looked stupid but actually shrewd.

Then, when I fell in love, I was beaten by that shit messenger and almost died outside Yangbian Village. After waking up, I found that I saw this girl again. At that time, I just asked with courage, "We are destined to be together." Then I became my girlfriend."

I felt that I was in love very quickly, but I left a few days later. Because of my inferiority and weak strength, I wanted to become stronger. I didn’t want to be a burden, and I didn’t want to become a bad person. He was Badou, Cai Gaobadou, and I must find a skill that can control the evil power in my body.

A voice told him, go to hell, go to hell, that is the starting point of success.

After going through a lot of hardships, Ba Dou crawled back from the sea of ​​blood and saw his brother, but he still didn't have the courage to tell the brother he respected the most that he was already very strong and powerful, and could only silently bear the brother's arrangements, which seemed to have become a habit.

He knew that this habit was not good and the feeling of being protected was really bad.

So, he regretted it halfway through, and ran back alone to prove something. But he didn't want to encounter something even more strange, and Brother Liu was no longer here.

Just when he decided to continue looking for Brother Liu, a miasma broke out, and the entire county town was in chaos and death. The simple sense of justice made Badou unable to bear to walk away, so he found the highest leader of the city, hoping to get out of the dilemma together.

But, he seemed to have failed...

The enemies here are unexpectedly powerful, even if they try their best.

The girl came back and thought she was weak, but in the end she discovered that this girl had brought miracles that he could not bring and saved her life.

This is secondary. Now I am scarred again. I am lying in the girl's arms, my head is getting heavier and a dazed sound comes from my ears, as if I should not sleep, but... I can't do it anymore, my eyes have seen things clearly, and my eyelids are so heavy that no matter how hard I try, I can only tear a small gap.

The sound became farther and farther away, and then it disappeared completely.

It’s better if you’re gone, just let yourself fall asleep, so you can save yourself embarrassment.

"Brother Liu, I'm embarrassing you again." This was Badou's last thought, and then only his slightly undulating chest and weak breathing existed.

"Brother Badou!!" Duanmu Yunduan called Badou hard and even slapped him twice.

But Badou just doesn't mean to wake up at all.

The little girl bit her lips and her eyes were filled with tears. Why did she look like this every time she saw Brother Badou?

"Brother Badou, I won't let you die, you won't die! No one can hurt you!" Duanmu Yunduan gently put down Badou, letting him lie flat, rolling his hands in front of his chest, and a low voice slowly came out of her voice, as if asking someone to moan and sing...

The ghost next to him heard this sound, showing a shock.

It is inherited from ancient syllables. It is the oldest language type in the underworld. It should not exist in the human voice. But now it actually appears in a human. Although they thought Duanmu Yunduan was a ghost like them, they later learned that the Yin-Taoyan people are another form of life and an ancient inheritance physique.

In the human world, she is a human being, and in the underworld, she is the soul of the dead.

When using power, she can soften the two powers of the Yang world and the Yin.

But no one has ever told them that the people who walk in the Yin also have this ancient language. This language only exists in the deepest part of the dead soul and can only be exposed to an ancient heritage that must reach the level of the ghost general.

The language that Duanmu Yunduan is a taboo that only exists in legends.

The sound goes from melodious to low, and the tone between the ups and downs is so strong that it is definitely not something that human throats can bear.

Therefore, whenever there is such a tone, Duanmu Yunduan's body will become very "empty", turning from a human to a dead soul, and the body seems to not exist, and it seems to provide infinite power to the dead soul.

Badou was lying there, covered in wounds, and a red light the size of a fist on his chest, flashing through his skin and bones. It was the origin of sin and emerged from the deepest part of his soul.

All the ghost generals were attracted by that force, primitive, huge, and noble, just like natural kings. Compared with this force, the sin aura they absorbed in the underworld ghost world was like the gap between a beggar and a prince.

The aura emitted by the origin of sin attracted not only more than a hundred ghost generals, but also the spirit beast that was passing through tribulation on Pearl Lake.

Its lantern-like eyes swept towards this side, making a terrifying cry: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

The red light flashed like a heartbeat, but there was no sound.

Every time he jumps, a red aperture appears on Badou's waist, with nine ancient "Fen" characters on it, which makes Badou's original aura released in a small amount of pity, deeply imprisoned in Badou's body.

The ghosts around them clearly felt that the original power of sin seemed to have lost control and began to become manic in Badou's body, as if they could vent their catharsis in the next second.

The catastrophe clouds in the sky locked the manic spirit beast and prevented it from moving half a step.

It looked at Badou greedily, and occasionally the lightning from the sky passed by, and its hideous expression and red eyes exposed the strong desire to possess.

More than a hundred ghost generals also had desires, but none of them stepped out. It was true that that kind of power attracted them, but instinctively felt a terrible threat, as if they had encountered natural enemies. There was a kind of person who could just reach out to grab them, and they might even put themselves in and become a tonic for the red light.

The feeling was so strong, filled with the most sensitive senses of the ghost generals.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was about to drop the tranquility that had broken through before the thunder.

Duanmu Yunduan's voice seemed to be getting louder and louder, but her wriggling lips told the creatures beside her that she had not spent any effort at all, but the voice seemed to imply a certain force, which was a very mysterious force, and was working hard to communicate with this sound as a medium.
Chapter completed!