Chapter 879: Panic

In the Netherworld Mansion, in front of the ghost gate, after the endless years, the first person came, Ning Chen stopped, looking at the front, and the waves in his heart were violently surging.
The familiar scene is exactly the same as in the memory. The long-buried memories are flooding at this moment, impacting the destiny of the destiny.
In the most tragic and painful time of the past, the beautiful shadow of the red dress has always been silently accompanied, unforgettable and unforgettable.
The trembling hand was pushed on the stone door. Even if the heart is like steel, at this moment, it can't keep calm.
A rumbling vibration sounded, burying tens of thousands of years of history to reproduce the world. After the ghost gate was closed, a huge space appeared, and the familiar altar, but the dust-covered demon sword sword could no longer be seen.
"why?"
Despite the unparalleled wisdom and the crown of civility, however, in the face of this unexplainable scene, Ning Chen's eyes could no longer be clear, puzzled, puzzled, shocked, and all kinds of complex emotions caught their eyes and hearts.
Step by step, Ning Chen looked at the altar in front. On the altar, the traces left by the sword were faintly visible. Obviously, before the endless years, this is indeed the place of Chen Bing.
"Ningchen"
Suddenly, a gentle voice behind him sounded, so familiar, so memorable and unforgettable.
Ning Chen shivered fiercely, turned back incredulously, and looked into her eyes. A woman in a red wedding dress stood quietly. The red hijab on her head had been removed, and her gorgeous face made people unable to look away. .
"Ghost Girl"
Feeling out of control, the body shivered, Ning Chen raised his hand, and after a moment he couldn't help but withdraw again. Inexplicable fear rose in his heart. Fear that this was only his dream, and it would break at the touch of it.
"I am back"
With a soft whisper, the gentle smile appeared on the face of the ghost girl in front, so bright, as if comforting the young man Lang who was panicking in front of his eyes, the young boy who was not famous for nine days.
Hearing this familiar voice again, Ning Chen's right hand was trembling and stretched forward, palms touching his face, and a slight cool came, so clear, as if flowing into the heart of the heart, warming the rocky heart full of holes.
"Ghost girl!"
I couldn't help it any longer, and took the woman in front of me into my arms. Ning Chen's trembling body was still unable to calm down. She embraced the warmth in her arms tightly and refused to let go for a moment.
"I am back"
Soft comfort, the gentleness on the face of the ghost girl became more intense, and the white and slender hands embraced the man in his arms, without struggling or speaking many words, waiting for her calm state of mind.
I do n’t know how long it passed. The waves in Ning Chen ’s heart gradually calmed down. She stepped back and looked at the woman in her arms. He said softly,
Are you all right? I heard from Lime Sister, when you were walking with the fairy corpse Something is wrong, it seems that I have not regained consciousness "
"I'm all right"
The ghost girl smiled softly and whispered softly.
"Can you tell me what is going on?"
Ning Chen said.
"It's hard to say a word, and it's not too late to talk about it in the future. Why are you here, Sister Lime and them?" Ghost Girl said softly.
"Sister Liming and Li have temporarily returned to the realm. I'm here to find the sick king stone and exchange it for Luo Xingchen." Ning Chen answered truthfully.
"Sick King Stone?"
The ghost girl heard words and flashed a little bit of color in her eyes, making it difficult to understand.
"What's wrong, do you know where this sick king stone is?" Ning Chen puzzled.
"I don't know"
The ghost girl shook her head gently and said, "I just heard about this thing, but I haven't really seen it."
Ning Chen had heard it, nodded slightly, and didn't think much about it. This thing was really hard to find. The Soul Abyss was almost turned over by him, and only a thumb-sized piece was found. The degree of cherishment can be imagined.
"I have been in a coma for too long. I don't know many things. Can you tell me?" The ghost girl whispered.
"it is good"
Ning Chen ordered a light response, and his eyes were extremely gentle.
"When you were in trouble, it was in the chaotic world of the four poles, the master of the four poles ..."
As the two told about the past, the falling stars descended rapidly in the underground abyss, inexplicably uneasy, and getting stronger and stronger.
"Fate"
The strong anxiety lingered, and the falling stars tried their best to repair the way. The arrow opened the way, and the figure flew away in a blink of an eye.
Ten miles, one hundred miles ... I don't know how long I traveled. A black pillar appeared in front of me, hundreds of feet high, majestic, and shocking.
The remaining fire element was vaguely sensible, and the falling stars let go of their consciousness, and noticed the breath of the phoenix fire remaining in the void, and looked down at the huge crack below, without stopping, and went down again.
One hundred miles, two hundred miles, three hundred miles ... farther and farther away from the ground, the power of the law between heaven and earth is more and more powerful, the arrow of the sky is bright and dazzling, forcibly separating the quiet light, and opening up a road of life and death.
For thousands of miles, Luo Xingchen had begun to crack, blood spilled, and his clothes were dyed red.
However, the heart cares about the best friend, if the falling stars do not realize it, ignore the body that can no longer bear the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and continue to rush down.
For another hundred miles, the quiet light suddenly flourished, and like a tide, the arrow light shattered, making it difficult to cross the sky.
"Star marks, help me!"
I feel that my friend's breath is not far away. The falling stars whispered, the hands overflowed with blood, stained with red fierce bows, the next moment, the star marks were full of bows, the arrows glorified the sky, and the arrow broke the sky.
With a loud bang, a gap appeared in the translucent glare, and the falling star's figure rushed past and sank into it.
Underground world, Mori Ghost Hell, Luo Xingchen's figure swept over, looking at this self-contained underground world, the expression flashed in shock.
What is this place?
The scenes I had never seen before, the gloomy people made me tremble, and the falling stars could not think too much. I took a step and followed the breath left by my destiny and continued to move forward.
On the weak river bank, the bottomless wooden boat, the purple brilliance flashed across, and then traveled for a hundred miles, and the huge stone door appeared in front of us ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The years are breathtaking.
Feeling the breath of his best friend inside, Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, came to Shifu, looked at it, and suddenly, his eyes shrank violently.
In the Guimenguan, Ning Chen accompanied the ghost girl and whispered the past, from calming the four-pole chaos, to suppressing the Yongye religion, to the war of sending the gods, the drastic change of Zhongzhou, the battle of the ancient battlefield ... Earth-shattering things filled a long century.
Aside, the ghost girl listened quietly, with a gentle smile on her gorgeous face.
To the end of the story, Ning Chen's eyes looked at the woman next to her, and he said gently, "This is what happened during the hundred years of your coma, and there are some other small things. I will slowly tell you later."
"it is good!"
The ghost girl nodded with a smile, and looked softly at the people around her, and said softly, "So many things have happened in the past 100 years, I really want to listen to you for a while, but unfortunately, I have no chance!"
The words fell flat, and the ghost girl's eyes burst into blood, and a purple gold sword appeared in his hand, with no signs, and the sword penetrated into the hearts of the people in front of him.