Taoist Quick Wear

"Hold on for a while." Si Qingyan turned her head and took a look, speeding up the pace of setting the fire.

"Roar!"

Luo Junchen looked at Si Qingyan, who was calm and composed and could move freely among the ghosts, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Master..."

Luo Junchen blinked his round eyes and tried to be cute, like a purple frog.

"It's so hot!" Jiang Yao looked at Luo Junchen with disdain. Such a big boy actually urinated and defecated anywhere, and showed such a servile expression! Too much!

Luo Junchen didn't hear Jiang Yao's voice, which was not important. The critical thing was that the ghosts around him stretched out their claws--

"Master! Burn more paper money on my grave! At least 300 million!"

Luo Junchen's voice was normal when he spoke, with a clear and clean boyish voice. When he roared loudly, it was suddenly rough, like a 300-jin strong man.

300 million? How many sacks would that take?

Si Qingyan didn't have time to think too much. She flicked her finger lightly, and a blood flame turned into a lotus. The petals suddenly separated, and each petal locked onto a ghost. These ghosts had lost their independent consciousness under the control of the King of the Underworld, leaving only a few instincts. The withered petals burned away their connection with the King of the Underworld, and soon these ghosts dispersed into pure soul power, feeding back to this world. If they don't enter the underworld, ordinary ghosts can't survive for too long. Once they are out of the control of the King of the Underworld, they immediately turn into the most primitive energy.

Only Si Qingyan, Jiang Yao and Luo Junchen were left in the long passage.

The laughter at the end disappeared.

Occasionally, a few scattered howls were heard.

"It's so dark..." Luo Junchen was walking around with a flashlight.

The walls of the passage were dark red, and some white bones were faintly revealed. You could smell the blood when you got close.

"The road is paved with corpses, what a grand show." Si Qingyan took a small piece of white bone from the wall, crushed it and smelled it.

"It should be a soldier on the battlefield a hundred years ago."

"You can smell this?"

Luo Junchen looked surprised.

"I pinched it." Si Qingyan smiled.

The cold wind suddenly blew, and the stench became stronger, and Luo Junchen felt like vomiting.

At first, the road under his feet was as hard as iron and stone. As the wind got stronger, the road became soft and collapsed, like mud, and it was a bit prickly.

"It's going to melt, let's go faster."

"Okay~" Luo Junchen quickened his pace and followed Si Qingyan closely. Jiang Yao's eyes were red, and he was a little out of control. Past memories rolled in his mind, and murderous intent rose in his heart.

"There's something wrong with this wind, master, I'll take shelter first."

He changed into another form and was put in Si Qingyan's pocket.

Luo Junchen's foot was tripped, and he fell to the ground with a bang and rolled twice.

The flashlight rolled far away, and a dry claw covered the flashlight, and the last light source in the passage disappeared.

"Master... Master..." Luo Junchen was about to get up, but many hands and feet stretched out from the ground and the wall, dragging him underground fiercely.

"Help..."

Luo Junchen struggled frantically, and the scratched parts began to bleed. All the ghost hands that were stained by his blood shrank.

Si Qingyan grabbed Luo Junchen's neck and dragged him up.

"Master..." Luo Junchen was about to express his loyalty with tears of gratitude, but suddenly found that Si Qingyan's eyes were glowing red, and he was choked with fear.

Is this a normal person's eyes? This... is clearly a fiery eye! Master must be a big shot!

"What's wrong? Are you injured?" Si Qingyan kicked down the ghost hands and feet that kept scratching on the ground, and stepped on them until they were concave into the ground.

"It's not a big deal." Luo Junchen still remembered the hard and cold feel of those hands and feet. Under the master's feet, they were like eggshells, and they were stepped on and crackled.

"My mother Gan Lin, the king of the underworld!!!" A familiar voice suddenly came from the end of the passage.

Si Qingyan carried Luo Junchen, and the blood flames opened the way, burning a wide road directly, even solving the problem of not being able to see clearly.

"Master, are you the legendary... Red Boy..."

"What is that?" Si Qingyan didn't quite understand.

"It means that the master is very powerful."

"Then I can barely be considered a Red Boy." Si Qingyan smiled modestly.

Luo Junchen didn't expect that the master he admired so much would actually agree to his words. It's really... really humorous hahaha...

"Ahhh! Damn, you dare to offend this demon king!" The familiar voice roared again.

This tone... reminded Si Qingyan of the unlucky guy who had a leg torn off.

But this place is still some distance away from the source of the sound.

At the end of the passage, there was a huge fat man blocking the way.

One of his legs was as tall as Luo Junchen's whole body, and the diameter of his legs was much thicker than Luo Junchen's waist. He was covered in blood and had no skin. It was more appropriate to say that he was a ball of blood and flesh, blocking the middle of the road.

"Hehehe..." The fat man had no skin on his face, and his round eyes were turning around in his empty eye sockets, threatening to pop out at any moment. He had no nose, a big mouth, uneven teeth, and grinned at Si Qingyan.

"Master, why are we here today..." Luo Junchen was a little scared.

"Looking for opportunities." By the way, see if there are any similarities or differences between the structure of the King of the Underworld and the monsters in the underworld.

"That fat man is so scary." Luo Junchen shivered.

Boom——

The meatball stomped heavily.

A tooth-grinding sound of bone separation came from the passage, and countless bone claws emerged from the walls, trying to tear the offender into pieces.

Luo Junchen imitated Si Qingyan's previous behavior and kicked the bone claws, but his feet were caught by the bone claws with slender knuckles and were played with.

Sexy bone claws for foot massage online.

A service that most people cannot enjoy.

“Too strong…”

Luo Junchen felt a little itchy on the soles of his feet. It was a bit embarrassing to be scratched by a strange ghost in front of his master…

“No, not there… um… ah… no more…” Luo Junchen’s soles were tickled several times.

He had a special physique and his blood seemed to be extraordinary. The ghosts only tried to touch him and did not dare to hurt him.

Si Qingyan felt out of tune with his companions again.

Fearing that Luo Junchen would make more strange noises, Si Qingyan pulled him out and threw him aside, then kicked off the outer bone claws.

Looking at the increasingly irritable fat man, Si Qingyan felt a little reluctant, and finally summoned a large ball of fire to wrap the fat man.

This man was turned into a zombie, and there was no other way except to help him get rid of it.

Sizzle--

Fat came out of the fat man, and he began to howl wildly.

"Master, what is this..." Luo Junchen felt a little scared as he looked at the fat man who was shrinking in size.

"The lone Four Joy Meatball."

The fat man was eroded very thoroughly by the evil spirit, and he hardly retained any characteristics of a living person. He instinctively relied on his fat body to resist the blood flame.

The fat man who had been invincible in the past tasted the pain for the first time. But he was unconscious, and even if the pain reached the extreme, he didn't know how to deal with it. In the end, his body became smaller and smaller, shrinking to the appearance of an ordinary person. The more pain in his eyes, the clearer the spiritual light.

"Bushi... Meatball... I am... Tang Chun..."