Chapter 122 Fate (please subscribe) "This is the bedroom. My master never retreats in the bedroom." The door **** responded. "Look at how the restriction on this door is unlocked. I suspect something happened to Xiao Zhuo." Qin Yao reached out and patted the wooden door. As a result, all the force was absorbed by the seal and the wooden door did not move at all. “That’s how you lied to me last time!” the door **** shouted. Qin Yao said calmly: "Last time, did Xiao Zhuo reprimand you afterwards?" The door **** was startled: "That's not true..." “Think about this logic. Doesn’t it mean you did the right thing if I didn’t reprimand you?” Doorkeeper: "Uh..." It seems like there's nothing wrong with it. “Speaking of which, if you don’t help me, I will have no choice but to violently break down the door. After all, violent breaking into the door has great hidden dangers. If it affects Xiaozhuo, can you bear the responsibility?”
Door God: “???” Isn’t it? Why do you suddenly ask me to take responsibility? “Don’t be in a daze, it’s important to save people.” Qin Yao urged. The door **** was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the wooden door. The ban that perfectly absorbed even Qin Yao's knock on the door could not block this stream of light. When it got into the wooden door, there was a click and the wooden door opened automatically. Qin Yao stepped into the door and looked around. He saw Xiaozhuo sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, his spiritual energy flowing around his body, as if he was practicing in seclusion. “Xiao Zhuo?” Stepping forward to her, Qin Yao called out twice, but the figure showed no reaction at all. “Door God, do you know what’s going on?” “I don’t know, I’ve never seen it.” The door **** replied. After a long silence, Qin Yao stretched out his hand to reach out to her body, but his palm passed through her body easily. "Fake?" Qin Yao and the door **** were stunned together. Where did Xiaozhuo (the owner) go? “By the way, you don’t know anything about it?” Qin Yao had countless thoughts in his mind and raised his head to ask the door god. “I really didn’t know anything. I even thought the master was in the house.” Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo... you are building the plank road openly and secretly visiting Chen Cang. What are you doing? Thinking about it, Qin Yao's eyes flashed and he walked out of the bedroom: "Return to your position, door god."
… Half an hour later. Qin Yao's legs were shining with golden talismans, and he ran quickly across the vast land of the underworld. “Help...Help!” Suddenly, almost heartbreaking shouts came along the fishy wind. Qin Yao looked around and saw among the billowing smoke in front of him, a dozens of feet long, dark ghost dragon with its teeth and claws dancing, chasing after a group of people at a high speed. A famous Taoist in black holding a magic sword. Qin Yao did not have the good quality to sacrifice his life to save others, so he avoided the road and just regarded himself as a passerby passing by. However, the reality was contrary to expectations. The Taoist who was desperately trying to escape saw him as if he had seen a savior. When he dodged his body and clearly did not want to meddle in his own business, he turned around and rushed towards him again, shouting loudly: "Friend Taoist, help me." ” Qin Yao frowned, stepped away again, and shouted coldly: "Don't come here again!" "Fellow Taoist, I am a disciple who has been trained in the underworld under the Heavenly Master's teachings..." As he said that, the Taoist turned around again and rushed towards Qin Yao with the ghost dragon. "Fuck you!" When he came closer, Qin Yao kicked the Taoist hard in the face, kicked him up hard, and slammed into the ghost dragon's arms with a bang. The Taoist was stunned. The ghost dragon was stunned for a moment. "You..." Not long after, the Taoist reacted first and pointed at Qin Yao in disbelief. ification. The ghost dragon pierced the Taoist's chest with one claw, clawed out his soul-filled heart, and threw it into his mouth. The Taoist breathed his last on the spot, and his body with blood was thrown to the ground like garbage. "I am the eighty-eighth generation descendant of Maoshan. I learned from Lin Fengjiao of Maoshan. The guide to the underworld is judge Zhang Deyang!" Seeing the ghost dragon looking at him with eyes filled with murderous intent, Qin Yao said in a deep voice without moving at all. Ghost Jiao paused for a moment, and the murderous intent in his eyes dissipated a little: "Is there any proof?" Qin Yao took out the jade bottle that Zhang Deyang lent him to contain earth fire, and shouted: "I came from the Judge's Palace and went to Fengming Mountain to collect earth fire. This is the jade bottle given to me by my ancestor Zhang Deyang. It has His seal and his breath." Ghost Jiao stared at the jade purification bottle for a long time, as if he was in deep thought. "I can't touch you, but you have to do me a favor!" After a long time, the ghost dragon stepped back a few feet and said coldly. Qin Yao did not hesitate for a moment and said decisively: "Your Excellency, please speak." "I will accompany you to Fengming Mountain. You will use this spiritual treasure to transport the earthly fire and share half of it with me, and pour it into the cave palace where I live." Ghost Dragon said quietly. “No problem.” Qin Yao said without thinking. "You... are very smart." Guijiao was silent for a moment and couldn't help but say. In his long life, he has met too many children from famous families, many of whom declared themselves a family after a fight. Under normal circumstances, such children from famous families died miserably. I have also met various people who have a strong sense of superiority by virtue of their famous status. When faced with his requests, they always ask why and why, which is so stupid that it makes people laugh. I think one thought determines your life or death. Are you qualified to ask why? Qin Yao pursed his lips: "I can just see the situation clearly." “Let’s go.” Ghost Jiao turned around and said.
Qin Yao activated the magical talisman on his leg and followed the opponent silently. However, even though he tried his best, the body of the ghost dragon in his field of vision was still getting smaller and smaller, getting further and further away, until it turned into a small black dot. , almost missing... While crawling quickly, the ghost dragon looked back and suddenly felt bitter. He cursed secretly and stopped silently to wait. "I'm sorry." After a long time, Qin Yao strode over and said apologetically. “It’s so annoying, it’s all my fault...” Gui Jiao said in a depressed mood. Qin Yao blinked and said hesitantly: "Isn't this bad?" "Why is it bad? Do you want me to slow down and deal with you?" Gui Jiao asked in return. Chin Yao: “…” I can't refute it! Probably because the ghost dragon refused to bow his head, Qin Yao had no choice but to use all his energy to circulate his inner energy. With the help of the magic talisman, his body rose up from the ground, like a golden meteor, streaking across the sky and landing steadily on the ghost dragon's head. “Sit tight!” The ghost dragon whispered something, and his huge body rolled up endless smoke and dust, and rushed forward with great momentum. Qin Yao sat firmly on the head of the ghost dragon, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: the wind shakes the tree when the tree is big, and the more arrogant and arrogant a person is, the more arrogant he is. Aren't the ghost dragons afraid of getting into trouble as a result of running so arrogantly? After all, there are perverts in the human world who will kill others "just because they took one more look at you in the crowd." The underworld, where good and evil are more pure and extreme, will inevitably have more bizarre and ruthless people. “Greetings to Lord Ghost Jiao!” Unconsciously, the ghost dragon took Qin Yao by the side of the black snow bridge. A young ghost with black eyes and skinny bones hurriedly walked out of the newly built wooden house and bowed down. Ghost Jiao paused and said in a cold voice: "Has there been anything unusual recently?" The young ghost shook his head: "Everything is business as usual." “Be careful, the bridge guard died inexplicably when you took office. The murderer has not been found yet. Don’t follow in his footsteps,” Gui Jiao warned. “Yes, sir.” The young ghost responded quickly. Qin Yao was slightly startled by the ghost dragon's head. This is really... Fate! (End of this chapter)