Netherworld, before the ghost gate was closed, after endless years, ushered in the first person to come, Ning Chen stopped, looked ahead, and the waves in his heart surged violently. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The familiar scene is exactly the same as in the memory, and the long-buried memories are flooding in this moment, impacting the mind of knowing fate.

In the most depressed and painful time in the past, the shadow in red has always been silently accompanied, incomprehensible, and unforgettable.

The trembling hand pushed on the stone door, even if the heart was like steel, at this moment, it could no longer remain calm.

The rumbling sound sounded, and the history buried for tens of thousands of years reappeared in the world, and after the ghost gate was closed, a huge space appeared, and the familiar altar was in sight, but the dusty demon sword could no longer be seen.

"Why?"

Even though his wisdom is unparalleled, even if he is a civil and military crown, however, in the face of this inexplicable scene, Ning Chen's eyes can no longer be clear, puzzled, confused, shocked, and all kinds of complex emotions linger in his eyes and heart.

Step by step, Ning Chen looked at the altar in front of him, on the altar, the traces left by the sword were faintly visible, obviously, endless years ago, this was indeed the place of Chen Bing.

"Ningchen"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded behind him, so familiar, familiar and unforgettable, unforgettable to death.

Ning Chen's body trembled violently, and he turned his head in disbelief, and when he saw a woman in a big red wedding dress, standing there quietly, the red hijab on her head had been removed, and her gorgeous and dazzling face made people unable to take their eyes off it at a glance.

"Ghost Girl"

His mind was out of control, his body trembled, Ning Chen raised his hand, and after a moment, he couldn't help but retract it again, and an inexplicable fear rose in his heart, fear that this was just his own dream, and it would be shattered at the touch of a touch.

"I'm back"

Whispering, ahead, a gentle smile appeared on the ghost girl's face, so bright, as if comforting the panicked young man in front of him, that immature young man who was not yet famous for nine days.

Hearing this familiar voice again, Ning Chen's right hand trembled and stretched forward, his palm touched his face, and a slight coolness came, so clear, like a thin stream flowing into his heart, warming the heart of a rock full of holes.

"Ghost girl!"

couldn't hold back any longer, and took the woman in front of him into his arms, Ning Chen's trembling body still couldn't calm down, hugged the warmth in his arms tightly, and refused to let go for a moment.

"I'm back"

Softly comforted, the gentleness on the ghost girl's face became more and more intense, and the overly white and slender hand hugged the man in her arms, without struggling or speaking, waiting for him to calm down.

I don't know how long it took, the turmoil in Ning Chen's heart gradually calmed down a little, he took half a step back, looked at the woman in his arms, and said softly, "Are you okay?" I heard Sister Lime say that when you followed the immortal corpse parade, there was something wrong with your state, and it seemed that you hadn't regained consciousness yet."

"I'm fine"

The ghost girl smiled softly and whispered softly.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Ning Chen spoke.

"It's hard to say, it's not too late to say it in the future, why are you here, Sister Lime?" said the ghost girl softly.

"Sister Lime, they have temporarily returned to the realm, and I am here to find the Sick King Stone and exchange it for the stars of the Fall. Ning Chen replied truthfully.

"Sick King Stone?"

When the ghost girl heard this, her eyes flashed with a little brilliance, which was difficult to understand.

"What's the matter, do you know the whereabouts of this Sick King Stone?" Ning Chen said puzzled.

"I don't know"

The ghost girl shook her head lightly and said, "I've only heard of this thing, but I haven't really seen it. ”

Ning Chen heard this, bowed his head slightly, and didn't think much about it, this thing is indeed difficult to find, this Falling Soul Abyss has almost been turned over by him, and he has only found a piece the size of his thumb, and the degree of its cherishment can be imagined.

"I've been in a coma for too long, and I don't know a lot of things, can you tell me about it?" the ghost girl said softly.

"Good"

Ning Chen nodded lightly, and his eyes were extremely gentle.

"When you had an accident, it was in the troubled times of the Four Extremes Realm, and the Lord of the Four Extremes Realm ......"

Just as the two of them were talking about the past, in the underground abyss, the falling stars were rapidly descending, and their hearts were inexplicably uneasy, and they became more and more intense.

"Knowing Fate"

A strong uneasiness lingered, the falling stars were fully relieved, the divine arrow opened the way, and the figure disappeared in a flash, sweeping downward.

Ten miles, a hundred miles...... I don't know how long to go, a black pillar of heaven appeared in front of me, hundreds of feet high, majestic and majestic, shocking.

The residual fire element, vaguely palpable, Luo Xingchen let go of his divine sense, noticed the residual phoenix fire breath in the void, looked at the huge crack below, did not stop, and went down again.

100 miles, 200 miles, 300 miles...... Farther and farther away from the ground, the power of the laws between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, and the sky-breaking divine arrow was dazzling, forcibly separating the ghostly light and opening up a road of life and death.

After thousands of miles of travel, the falling stars had begun to crack around their bodies, and blood overflowed, staining their clothes red.

However, with his best friend in his heart, Luo Xingchen ignored his body, which could no longer withstand the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and continued to rush downward.

After a hundred miles, the ghostly light suddenly flourished, gushing like a tide, and the arrow light shattered in response, and it was difficult to cross the sky.

"Starmark, help me!"

Sensing the breath of his friend, Luo Xingchen whispered, blood overflowed from his hands, dyed the bow red, and the next moment, the star marks were full of bows, and the blood-colored divine arrow was shining into the sky, and an arrow broke through the sky.

With a bang, in the steaming glow, a gap appeared, and the figure of the falling star swept by quickly, submerging into it.

The underground world, the hell of the ghosts, the figure of the falling stars swept in, looking at this self-contained underground world, his expression flashed with shock.

What is this place?

The scene that I had never seen before, it was eerie and terrifying, and the falling stars didn't have time to think about it, so they stepped on it, and continued to rush forward with the breath left behind by their fate.

On the bank of the weak water river, the bottomless wooden boat, the purple brilliance flashed, and then a hundred miles forward, the huge stone gate appeared in front of you, and the breath of the years was pressing.

Feeling the breath of his best friend inside, Luo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, came to the front of the stone mansion, looked at it, and suddenly, his eyes shrank fiercely.

In the Ghost Gate, Ning Chen accompanied the ghost girl and whispered about the past, from quelling the rebellion of the four extremes, to suppressing the Eternal Night God Cult, to sending the gods to the war, the upheaval in Zhongzhou, and the battle of the ancient battlefield...... One earth-shattering thing after another, filling the long hundred years.

On the side, the ghost girl listened quietly, and there was always a gentle smile on her gorgeous face.

At the end of the story, Ning Chen's eyes looked at the woman beside him, and he said with a gentle expression, "This is what happened during the hundred years that you were in a coma, and there are some other small things, I will tell you slowly in the future." ”

"Good!"

The ghost girl smiled and nodded, looked at the people around her gently, and said softly, "It turns out that so many things have happened in the past hundred years, I really want to listen to you for a while, but unfortunately, there is no chance!"

As soon as the words fell, blood suddenly appeared in the ghost girl's eyes, and a purple gold long sword appeared in her hand, without warning, and a sword pierced into the heart of the person in front of her.