Lan Ke Qi Yuan: Extra: The Unbroken Past 35

After a while, Sun Yiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and asked the ferryman.

"Boatman, what was that just now?"

"Who knows."

The ferryman seemed to have no interest and continued to punt and row. But after the boat moved for a while, Sun Yiqiu suddenly felt his chest burning, and then a force emerged from his body, giving him a sense of forward movement. momentum.

"Hey, hey, hey-"

Sun Yiqiu rushed to the side of the boat. Several ghosts on the side wanted to pull him, but before they could reach him, Sun Yiqiu fell into the water with a "plop".

It was only then that the ferryman's long pole swung over to block it, but it was too late.

"Boatman, save me, save me——"

Sun Yiqiu shouted, and countless hands appeared in the water around him, all grabbing at Sun Yiqiu who fell into the water. Laughter, crying, and screaming were noisy, and Sun Yiqiu was dragged away all of a sudden. I had to get away from the ferry and be dragged bit by bit into deep water.

"Save me..."

The ferryman on the ferry just sighed and made no further movements. The ghosts on the boat all huddled together and looked at the water in horror. Sun Yiqiu's entire struggle process only lasted a few breaths, and he was dragged in by countless ghost hands. There was no movement soon after in the water.

"Okay, everyone, pay attention."

The ferry left.

On Sun Yiqiu's side, countless ghost hands grabbed him and dragged him into the unfathomable underworld, but there was a faint silvery light on his body, like a film, and countless hands, either pale or ferocious, wanted to Even though he tore Sun Yiqiu apart, he could not break through this film. Countless pairs of shrill and terrifying faces flashed before Sun Yiqiu's eyes, but they could not really catch him.

Sun Yiqiu was so frightened that he huddled in the water and did not dare to move. He did not need to breathe and did not dare to make any big movements. He let the current carry him forward. In the water, he was like a person who was constantly being slapped by the current and ghosts. Ball.

"Sun Yiqiu...Sun Yiqiu..."

That sound actually appeared again. It didn’t sound very close but definitely not far away either.

Sun Yiqiu was actually not stupid, and he still had a trace of calmness at this moment of fear. He realized that no matter who the owner of the voice was, he had obviously come back to find him again.

Sun Yiqiu hid under the water and kept moving forward, and the sound became farther and farther away, but he could not escape from the Yellow Spring water, or even surface, because there were ghosts and monsters trying to catch him all the time, and he could not escape from here at all.

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Bitter-cold, endless, unjust ghosts, ghosts, demons, monsters... as well as strong resentment and all kinds of negativity, as if because of Sun Yiqiu, this obviously special ghost, the monster under the underworld They all want to keep him and replace him with greed...

Although he was protected by the talisman, he didn't know how long it would last. This situation made Sun Yiqiu's already unstable heart even more filled with fear.

Who is coming, who is coming to save me?

I don’t know how long time passed. When Sun Yiqiu felt that his soul had become cold and stiff, a slightly anxious voice seemed to come from a very far away place.

"Master Sun, Master Sun..."

Sun Yiqiu's consciousness was a little blurry, and he shook his head reluctantly. The voice was so familiar, am I dreaming? It must be a dream, everything will be fine when you wake up!

Sheji searched along the long Huangquan. Compared with Mihuang, she was less clear about Sun Yiqiu's specific location, but she was searching based on a feeling in her heart. The longer time passed, the more anxious she became, because Sun Yiqiu will become more and more dangerous because her power consumption is increasing.

She Ji did not call out loudly, but relied on the bond she and Sun Yiqiu had cultivated from their dreams to seek a telepathic response, but it always gave her a feeling of futility.

She Ji was forced to fall down at the intersection of a wide Huangquan and multiple river basins. She could not directly cross the Huangquan to where she wanted to go.

The moment she landed, Sheji staggered slightly, exhaling the Yin Qi of the underworld. After calming down for a moment, she looked at the deathly flowing water of the underworld, endless ghosts and monsters struggling and shouting, which also disturbed Sheji's response method. Broken in the Huangquan River Basin.

A little anxious, a little sad, and a little confused.

Standing still for a moment, Sheji couldn't help but cheer up, raised her hands in front of her, and shouted towards the rolling yellow spring water.

"Sun Yiqiu——"

Under the distant Huangquan water, Sun Yiqiu suddenly woke up. His originally stiff and cold soul body began to struggle violently again. He didn't care whether the other party could hear him or not, he just kept shouting.

"I'm here! I'm here!"

As Sun Yiqiu struggled fiercely, the Yunshan Temple Talisman on his body began to emit a faint light.

She Ji on one side of the bank immediately felt this response, and then saw a faint light on the distant Huangquan water that was different from other places.

There!

She Ji immediately jumped out, and while she was in mid-air, she had already thrown her shawl towards the water surface of Huangquan. The long streamer shot straight and tenaciously into the water, and went straight into the water to reach Sun Yiqiu. Around him, it wrapped around his waist.

Sun Yiqiu felt a faint warmth from the silk cloth that was different from the yellow spring water, and the amulet on his body did not reject it.

She Ji grabbed the shawl on the shore, but when she pulled it back, she found that it didn't move at all, and even made a squeaking sound like a rope twisting. She Ji used her demonic power to exert force suddenly.

"Come up——"

The cries of countless ghosts and ghosts rang out, and Sun Yiqiu was pulled in silk, but Sun Yiqiu's body and silk were covered with ghosts and deformed monsters from the underworld...

"Don't go..." "Take me..."

"Why should he leave!" "Stay!"

"Take me with you!" "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""Hahahahaha"

......

Ghosts are connected to ghosts, monsters are grabbing monsters, and they are densely connected. Even a demon cultivator like She Ji, who has been practicing for hundreds of years, feels a little numb, but when she sees one end of the silk cloth being "wrapped" in When Sun Yiqiu was among the ghosts, he couldn't care less.

‘I will save you! ’

"Sun Yiqiu!"

"Yeah——"

She Ji suddenly exerted her strength, and the demonic energy on her body gathered, forming a stream of colorful air in the sky.

"Drink——"

Hisssssssssssssss...

The shawl made bursts of tearing sounds and various fingernail scratching sounds. No matter how much Sheji shook the shawl, she could not shake off the other ghosts. The ghosts were desperate to hold on even if they were shattered. Phi silk.

Before Sun Yiqiu could drag him up, She Ji could no longer drag him up, and the ghosts began to struggle to climb up.

There was already a lot of movement here, and dangers surrounded the time. Sheji didn’t care about it anymore. With a wave of her hand, she fixed one end of her shawl on a huge stone from the underworld on the shore. Then she jumped up and jumped onto the bed. Wearing a silk cloth, she used her hands and feet along the way to knock down all the ghosts that approached her. When Sun Yiqiu got close, her fists and palms turned into afterimages.

For a while, many ghosts and monsters were beaten away or even dispersed by She Ji. Then she grabbed the pale Sun Yiqiu, then turned back on the silk cloth and landed on the shore.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

She Ji gasped, while Sun Yiqiu beside him kept shivering, and white gas kept coming out of his body.

"Master Sun!"

"Girl, girl, it's really you!"

Although Sun Yiqiu's mouth was trembling a little, he still felt multiple emotions when looking at She Ji.

She Ji nodded, and then suddenly shot several rays of light in the direction of the silk fabric. The silk fabric could no longer be taken back.

"Bang bang bang..."

"No——""Don't——"

"Assistant!" "Give me a hand..."

The yellow spring water nearby seemed to be boiling. Countless ghosts and ghosts climbed up desperately. There were even big ghosts that had climbed halfway to tear at the ghosts around them, using their bodies and even their own bodies to resist Sheji's attack.

She Ji fired more than a dozen auras. She was already a little weak and had to stop temporarily, but the silk cloth was already full of ghosts.

"Girl, this..."

Sun Yiqiu, who had just calmed down, was about to speak when the amulet on his body suddenly glowed faintly again.

"No, I can't care about this anymore, let's leave quickly!"

Sheji's expression changed, she grabbed Sun Yiqiu and jumped up. At the moment of taking off, she slapped her chest fiercely, spat out a stream of blood and flew towards the silk. The blood did not even touch the silk itself, but If it comes into contact with ghosts, it will turn into blazing fire, causing the ghosts to scream endlessly.

Then a colorful light flashed behind She Ji, and the phantom turned into a palm, hitting the **** stone hard with a "bang" and smashing several ghosts and monsters that came up.

"Let's go!"

Besides that, She Ji didn’t dare to stay for a long time and flew away with Sun Yiqiu.

On the shore of Huangquan, endless ghosts and monsters looked at the burning silk stretched into the water and let out shrill roars.

But a few ghosts and ghosts had already landed on the beach before, but before they could escape, they were caught by the ghosts in the water. Countless ghosts grabbed one by one, and the ghosts that came ashore struggled hard not to be dragged back, and there were sources in the water. The ghosts are constantly tearing and climbing.

Here on the bank of the Yellow Spring, like a chain reaction, the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com gradually evolved into a bridge of ghosts and monsters that kept crawling. The ghosts and ghosts of the dead were densely packed and moving. It was extremely ghastly and terrifying. More and more ghosts are escaping along this "bridge"...

This movement is so big, how could it not be reported!

In several magnificent halls deep in the underworld, the figures on the high seats roared angrily.

"How brave!"

"Evil!"

"Asshole——"

Above the deep hall of the recent reincarnation, a huge black-robed emperor also looked slightly sideways. The strings on the crown on his head trembled slightly. He raised his hand and slapped a palm on the armrest.

In an instant, the underworld thundered, and it seemed as if the entire underworld was shaking slightly.

Deep in the underworld, in a small Buddhist hall, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and an old monk opens his eyes from concentration.

"What a hardship, what a blessing!"