My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 793 each with their own minds

When the aftermath fades away and the smoke clears away, the ghosts who fell on the ground will react instantly.

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

"Master Ghost General's magical power of flashing fingers, he actually avoided the deadly killing intent."

"Even so, he must be seriously injured if he endured 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 very far!"

In order to reward, all the ghost generals took action, only Zhang Heng, the ghost emperor floating in the air, watched all this indifferently.

At this time, he suddenly noticed something, and looked down at his right cuff, where a scorched black mark was quite eye-catching.

That was the imprint left by Qin Feng's Thunder Finger!
"It's interesting." Zhang Heng glanced at the direction of the ghost gate, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then disappeared in place with a flash of his body.

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

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

Among the five ghost generals, no one is Zhang Heng's opponent in a competition of speed, and even he has not caught the person who broke the boundary, which shows that the person who broke the boundary is not ordinary.

Zhou Qi stared at Duanjie, and asked without looking back: "Missed?"

Zhang Heng replied: "It's not considered a miss, that kid was seriously injured by me, and the rest should be able to catch him back."

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

"Give him a chance to make a move, and he didn't die, so I didn't bother to chase after him." Zhang Heng generously admitted that so many ghost generals at the gate of hell had seen it, and it was pointless for him to hide it.

"Why?" Zhou Qi asked lightly.

"That kid is the son of the Southern Ghost Emperor Zaijie. I came to this world alone to save his father. I appreciate that, that's all."

"This..." Zhao Wenhe was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mr. Zhou Qi: "If this is the case, he will definitely try to destroy the punishment of the underworld two days later, although the possibility of this is very slim."

The punishment of the underworld is famous in the ghost world, so how can it be so easy to destroy?
There have been people who tried to save the prisoners from the punishment of the underworld in vain, but the result was nothing more than the souls who were smashed together by the punishment of the underworld.

As for the other party wanting to save someone from the endless prison, that's even more idiotic.

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

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

I only heard Zhou Qi say calmly: "Although it's just an innocuous mouse, tossing around in the ghost world is also annoying.

Zhao Wenhe, go and capture him, no matter whether he lives or dies.

As for Zhang Heng, if you make your own opinion, you will be punished to stay at Naihe Bridge to guard the boundary, and you will not be allowed to leave a step. "

"Okay." Zhang Heng readily accepted.

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

In case of emergency, send me a message. "

"Understood." Zhao Wenhe responded with cupped fists.

When I looked up again, where was the figure of the old man?

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

Zhao Wenhe stamped his feet: "What do you mean?"

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

Shentu wanted to put the southern ghost emperor to death, and launched a war against the broken boundary. At this time, the ghost master was at a loss because of the broken barrier of the broken boundary.

Behind all this, there seems to be a pair of hands pushing. "

Hearing this, Zhao Wenhe frowned. As a ghost emperor with more experience in the ghost world, how could he fail to see these problems?

"What are you trying to say? Do you know who is behind the scenes?"

Zhang Heng sneered: "Among the several ghost emperors, except for the old man whom I can't see through, whose city is as deep as yours, you already know it well, but you still pretend to be confused."

After leaving these words, he turned and left.

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

Qin Feng, who was deeply in a coma, seemed to be in the darkness of chaos.

There is no light here, nor any sound.

Suddenly, sporadic pictures flashed before his eyes like a slideshow.

He saw the moment when his father lost his soul, and he saw the tragic scene of the Nether world collapsing and annihilating.

And in the cracks in the void, in the memory of Senior Xuan Yi, that weird giant reappeared, and with a wave of his hand, densely packed Taoist texts covered the sky and the sun.

It is also this article that is constantly eroding the ghost world and making it annihilated.

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

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

The magic voice kept ringing in Qin Feng's ears: "You are born with one qi, let me be one with me!"

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

A soft voice sounded: "Wake up!"

Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He looked around, it 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, obviously he had been unconscious for a long time.

Tubo, 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 in a coma?"

Uncle Tu thought for a moment and replied: "It should be three hours, the young master really escaped death this time."

Then Uncle Tu began to recall the process of saving Qin Feng, vividly describing the crisis of the situation at that time and his stalwart image of loyally protecting the Lord.

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

But what makes me curious is that you fled into the gate of hell without thinking at first, are you waiting for a chance to save me? "

Hearing this, Tu Bo 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 escape even faster than the ghost emperor Zhang Heng. You expect him to have this loyalty!" ?

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

Qin Feng searched for his reputation and saw Meng Shuang with an enchanting figure.

It's just that the latter at this moment has obviously experienced a battle, not to mention his complexion is sluggish, and there are still many wounds on his body that have not healed.

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

Not only was the soup cloudy, but it also exuded a pungent smell.

"I know you have a lot of questions, drink this first, recuperate, and then we can talk."

"Okay." Without further ado, Qin Feng took the decoction, and the pungent smell came out, mixed with the smell of wine?
He hesitated for a moment, and finally drank the soup, as the so-called good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease.
Click!

The soup bowl shattered, and Qin Feng fell into a coma again.

Tu Bo exclaimed in surprise, "What happened to him?"

Meng Shuang muttered to herself, "Tsk, did you fail again?"

(End of this chapter)