Crossing the netherworld to summon thunder tribulation requires the use of forbidden techniques. Therefore, the moment the thunder tribulation came, Yingchen himself turned pale and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't care about himself, he let go of Ying Qingling the moment the thunderstorm split the Youluo tree, and then pulled out the vines from the little monster's back.
The moment the vine was pulled out, he saw the little monster grunting, but its eyes were still closed.
She had her cultivation level blocked by the Demon-Fighting Lock, but just now she had to endure the pressure of the Demon-Fighting Lock to hold up the barrier to save him. If she hadn't been in the netherworld, the Demon-Following Lock would have summoned the thunder whip.
Now, this kind of pain can't wake her up, which shows how bad her condition is.
The next moment, dense thunder and lightning broke through the netherworld and fell, and Mrs. Bai cried hysterically: "No!"
She never expected that an ordinary Immortal Sect disciple could actually summon the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.
"No, don't..."
She had clearly gotten rid of the Youluo tree, but at this moment, she threw herself towards the Youluo tree with all her strength.
"No, no, no, I still want to save my husband."
But then there was a crash, and the Youluo tree that had been growing beside the underworld for countless years fell apart in the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation.
Mrs. Bai stood there stiffly, her expression only filled with despair. At this moment, she heard a weak voice behind her.
"Hey..."
Mrs. Bai suddenly froze and turned back in a daze.
The moment the netherworld was broken by the thunder, the backyard of the Bai Mansion returned to normal. Mr. Bai stood there wearing a big cloak, staring blankly at the dark red mess on the ground, as well as the human skins of Mr. Bai and his wife.
"Father, mother..."
Mrs. Bai's expression was stagnant, as if she wanted to explain something, but she couldn't say anything. The next moment, she saw an expression of great regret on the thin cheek of Mr. Bai opposite her.
"Did you do it? Did you kill my parents?"
Mrs. Bai's lips trembled. She wanted to explain and tell him that she was all trying to save him... This was his last life, and when this life ended, he would completely disappear.
These people were nothing more than ants to her, and she would kill anyone to save him.
She devoured a person's flesh and soul, and twisted the branches of the Youluo tree into a lifeline to extend his life. The lifeline made of the flesh and blood of her closest relatives was extra long, so she would devour those people.
She just didn't want him to dissipate...
Mr. Bai spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was shaking. Youluo Shuhun stepped forward to help him, but he waved his sleeves to drive him away.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
Mr. Bai seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time: "If possible, I really wish I had not met you and rescued you back home."
For a moment, Youluoshu stood there stiffly.
She ignored the prohibition of heaven and traveled through yin and yang to find him... looking for the boy who would water her every time he passed by the underworld in reincarnation.
The young man didn't know her and didn't know that the Youluo tree had no branches and leaves. He thought she was a dead tree and felt pity for her. He didn't care about the ghosts in the underworld and tried every means to get water to water her.
At first, she just thought this soul was extremely stupid... But later, she would meet him every few decades. His appearance changed again and again, but what remained the same was that he had to water her every time he passed by the underworld.
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Later, she learned that he had reincarnated into his last life...
She came to him and tried every means to keep him alive, but now, he looked at her with such disgust and hatred.
You Luoshu suddenly remembered Pluto's warning before leaving: Those who violate the laws of heaven will be punished by heaven.
So, is this her divine punishment? It really... hurts so much.
It hurts more than when the main body was destroyed just now.
Opposite him, Mr. Bai fell to the ground with eyes full of sorrow, and his already weak breath finally returned to deathly silence.
At this time, You Luoshu suddenly raised her head and looked at the scattered light spots around him... She twitched the corner of her mouth, and then suddenly flew towards that side.
Yingchen held his sword and was about to strike at it. The Youluo tree was destroyed by lightning, and his wooden hand was restored to its original state.
But just as he was about to take action, Ying Qingling, who was covered in burnt skin and had a chicken coop on her head, held her arm down.
Then Yingchen saw that the Youluo tree soul suddenly dispersed when it rushed to Mr. Bai's side, and then, a force gathered the dissipated soul power of Mr. Bai little by little.
A piece of fluorescent light flows towards the Netherworld, and at the last moment, only the faint shadow of the Youluo Tree Soul remains, quietly looking at where the Netherworld is.
She was a dead tree without any intention... Now she has repaid the kindness of watering her for hundreds of years.
She doesn't understand love in this world, but once she does it, she won't regret it... She just reaps the consequences.
The next moment, the Youluo tree soul completely dissipated...
At the same time, a ghost condensed into substance and fell into the netherworld. It was Mr. Bai who had just passed away.
When the soul enters the underworld, it forgets all its past. He followed the wandering soul in front of him and crossed the bridge. When he crossed the Naihe Bridge, for no reason, he looked towards the waterside.
There was nothing there, but he always felt like something was missing there.
The confusion was only for a moment, and then he continued to move forward and never looked back...
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The Bai Mansion has completely become a dead house. In fact, to be precise, before Yingchen and the others arrived at the Bai Mansion, it was a dead house, with only Mr. Bai left alive.
In order to keep Mr. Bai alive, Youluoshu killed his father, mother and family members to save his life. The people they saw during the day were just puppets transformed from Youluo fruit.
Youluoshu let them in to devour them and create a lifeline to extend Mr. Bai's life, but he didn't expect to encounter a hard problem.
In the room, Sheng Nuan was lying on the couch, and Ying Qingling was treating her injuries.
The wound stabbed by the Youluo tree was unusual. The flesh and blood around the wound was soaked in death energy, making it difficult to heal and continuing to corrode the surrounding area.
Ying Qingling had returned to her original appearance from the lightning strike. She stretched out her hand to pull out the dead energy from Sheng Nuan. After a while, she turned back to Yingchen with some irritation: "Can you open that thing of yours first?"
Yingchen's expression froze slightly, he paused, and said stiffly: "I can't open it, I can only weaken the restriction."
All the Demon-Conquering Locks can only be taken away from the Demon-Conquering Tower when the captives are brought back to Qiyun Mountain and sent to the Demon-Conquering Tower. They cannot be removed before that.
It's hard to find someone right now.
Ying Qingling curled her lips: "Then weaken the restriction."
Yingchen hummed and stepped forward, but as soon as he got closer, he saw the little monster lying on the bed with half of its shoulder exposed. The bloody mouth on the shoulder was shocking and lifeless, making the shoulder even more white and thin.
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He quickly looked away and looked at the little monster's hand hanging on its side... On the white and slender wrist, the magic lock seemed very heavy.
Yingchen stretched out his hand to pinch it and recited the spell silently. In the next moment, the thick bracelet turned into a thin chain, and the restriction was weakened by half. In an instant, he felt the evil aura begin to flow around the little monster.
With his own self-healing ability and Ying Qingling's help, the dead energy corroding the wound was finally slowly removed.
Yingchen took a few steps back, and then heard the unconscious cry of pain from the little monster.
He paused and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
Ying Qingling was speechless: "What do you think?"
Yingchen stopped talking and looked away angrily...
