Superman's Journey

Chapter 269

Although the world system is different, using the flames of hell has a sense of déjà vu that the sword of the previous dynasty beheaded the officials of the current dynasty, but there is no doubt that the sword can kill the officials.

The flames from hell rose from Lincoln's body, burning all the way to the ghost baby's body.

It let out a miserable cry, and its figure was constantly switching between a ferocious ghost and a pitiful baby, trying to make Lincoln let go of it.

Looking at the changes in the ghost baby in his hand, Lincoln's face was calm, and the magic palm shaped by the flames held it tightly tightly, watching it being burned into nothingness by the flames little by little.

After that, Lincoln looked up again under the shade of the trees across the street.

The ghost child under the shade of the tree was completely dumbfounded, and at some point, the balloon he was holding in his hand exploded with a bang.

Looking at the balloon that exploded, and thinking of the baby ghost that he killed just now, Lincoln suddenly had a reliable guess in his mind.

He dissipated the flames on his body, smiled slightly at the ghost boy across the street, and then burst out with superhuman speed in an instant.

A terrifying howling sound erupted around him, and in just a millionth of a second, he turned his head back tens of thousands of times under the dumbfounded eyes of that ghost child.

With a whoosh, a huge amount of Yin Qi was extracted from the ghost mansion, and the heavy weight was placed on Lincoln's shoulders. Under the shade of the tree opposite, 1 balloons suddenly appeared and even wanted to blow the ghost boy to death. The figure is drowned.

The red balloon should not have any lift, but since Lincoln has become a spiritual superman, the bright things with him cannot be simply deduced by common sense.

He ignored the heavy weight on his body, but a crimson ray burst out from his eyes and swept across the street.

Oh!

Facing this ray of attack, the big tree that had been in the sky for an unknown number of years was cut off by the lazy waist, and it collapsed with a roar.

Without the restraint of the invisible canopy, the ghost boy with tens of thousands of balloons attached to his hands showed a fright that was visible to the naked eye.

He took a step forward and tried to grab the branches of the collapsed trees not far away, but the lift provided by the tens of thousands of red balloons had already driven his body to float into the sky.

Looking up at the ghost boy who was at a loss in the air, Lincoln showed a satisfied smile on his face: "That's right! Children play with balloons every day, look at how dangerous it is now. If you accidentally fly into the sky and The sun is shoulder to shoulder."

Turning back once means a red balloon appears, which also means that a ghost baby is pressing on him, so Lincoln simply turned back [-] times.

The weight of 1 ghost babies may be unbearable for any person in the world, but it is so-so for Lincoln.

On the contrary, the ghost boy on the opposite side, with 1 balloons added together, let him directly ascend to the sky on the spot.

Judging from the posture of this ghost child, he can summon red balloons and ghost babies, but he can't take the initiative to disperse them. He can only be pulled into the sky passively, disappearing from sight little by little.

As for Lincoln, he decided not to burn those little devils on him with the flames of hell.

There are only 1 ghost babies, and once the biological force field is activated, they are even more insignificant to Lincoln. The real unlucky one is the ghost child who has gone to heaven.

Without that ghost boy staring at him, the distance that was so close to him returned to normal. Unless it wanted more balloons, it would never dare to stare at Lincoln again.

Stepping across the street, he came to the fallen tree.

Looking at the tall trees and the surrounding grassland, Lincoln suddenly felt that his environment of destroying green plants was very immoral. After pondering for a moment, he took out his lighter.

A moment later, the raging flames completely engulfed the towering tree, and even the fire on the surrounding grass began to spread rapidly.

The flames behind him completely cut one side from the other like a wall of fire, and Lincoln, who was carrying 1 ghost babies, really embarked on the road to the ghost mansion.

As the saying goes, set fire to the mountain and sit on the bottom of the prison.

But the grass in front of him knew something was wrong at a glance. If it was left unburned, Lincoln would feel sorry for his low-quality and moral character.

Lincoln was very happy to burn the fire, but the ghost boy in the sky was very unhappy.

The bigger the fire, the more thermals it creates, the more lift it provides, and the faster it goes into the sky.

It didn't take long before his figure was gone, only the 1 red balloons were as eye-catching as the red sun.

It's okay if it's just going to the sky, anyway, it's a ghost, and it doesn't need to breathe or anything, but the problem is that it's daytime!

The red balloons are not afraid of the sun, and there are enough of them to shade them from the sun, but this situation cannot last forever.

Even if the balloon doesn't blow up, the height of him is higher, and the sun may shine from his feet in the end; let alone related to Lincoln, God knows whether the originally idealistic balloon will blow up.

Walking through the burning grassland, Lincoln finally saw a mansion with a sense of age in an empty lot.

Unlike modern villas, the mansion in front of me looks like a combination of a castle and a mansion of the Republic of China. It is huge enough to accommodate a lot of people or other things, but it also looks gloomy enough.

Even the raging firelight failed to bring any warmth to the mansion. Perhaps only the combination of gasoline and torches could warm it up again.

Lincoln personally proved that arson and explosions are really addictive. Look at him, he was a simple child not long ago, but since the ghost school and the burning grassland, the innocent and kind he has gone forever.

So much so that now his first reaction when he saw the ghost mansion was to set it on fire, which is very bad!
Silently stuffing the gasoline and torches he took out back into the space, Lincoln quickly walked to the gate of the mansion, and then stood still.

Behind the door of the mansion, a pair of sinister eyes stared at Lincoln's figure through the door: "Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!"

The voice was inhuman, but it was impenetrably blocked by the door. Outside, he looked at the doorbell next to the door, and then at the door in front of him. After being silent for a while, Lincoln took out a piece of metal from his pocket and pondered. .

After a while, he squeezed out a key and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a click, in the dull, confused, puzzled, and shocked eyes of the evil ghost behind the door, Lincoln opened the door of the ghost mansion with the key he provided.

With a bang, Lincoln walked into the mansion and closed the door, leaving the gatekeeper suspicious of Guisheng: "Why didn't he knock? Didn't he even ring the bell? How could he have a key?"

(End of this chapter)