Chapter 32 Mistake into the Ghost Castle
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The two swords fought, and the blue beam of light was broken in an instant. Yunyang's most powerful and domineering spirit split the earth, splitting the earth in one fell swoop, shattering the ice of dozens of feet thick, and a bottomless Grand Canyon appeared on the ground.
In danger, the figure of the water dream mark turned into a strange bright ball of light. When the ice was broken, it moved a hundred feet away in an instant. Then the light ball was bright, and in a blink of an eye, it turned back to the body of the water dream mark, and looked at Yunyang in amazment.
At this time, Yunyang's heart was full of anger, and it gradually dissipated with the split of the sword.
Looking at the Grand Canyon on the ground in a daze, Yunyang's eyes swept, and finally fell on Shui Menghen. He smiled miserably and said, "You're happy, you're proud. Now it's all over, do you know? I came from the ice field, rushed all the way for several hours in a row, never stopped for a moment, and didn't eat anything in order to rush back to the Central Plains.
Now it's okay, Huier is dead, you are satisfied, haha---, I hate you, I Yunyang will always hate you in my life!" It's like a curse, deeply imprinted in the heart of the water dream.
At this moment, Shui Menghen asked apologetically, "Maybe I shouldn't stop you today, but since I've met you, it's doomed.
If you want to hate it, just hate it, but I will pay you back.
Buddha said that all cause and effect is fixed, and there is cause and effect. Since I planted the cause today, he will return a result to you one day.
With a crazy smile, Yunyang said unworthyly, "Cause and effect? Haha, that doesn't make sense to me anymore.
When a person's heart dies, there is nothing to save.
One day, when my hatred disappears, it will be the time when I will never be in the world! Wait for me, Huier, I will avenge you.
In the laughter, Yunyang flew to the Central Plains with endless desolation and sadness.
He didn't pay attention to the water dream mark, and didn't even look at her again. Yunyang roared all the way to the Central Plains.
Looking at Yunyang's distant figure with a complicated look, Shui Menghen sighed, "Maybe I've been out for too long, and I should go back to see the master."
The figure shook, and the water dream mark disappeared in mid-air.
At this moment, a figure flashed in the void, and a middle-aged man in yellow with a good appearance of about forty appeared not far away.
Looking at the direction of Yunyang's disappearance, the man said to himself, "This Yunyang is a little strange. The sword formula he began to use seems to have seen it there, but it's a pity that he can't remember it. It's really strange."
After saying that, the figure flashed and chased after Yunyang.
**** When the sunset fell, Yunyang was still rushing back crazily.
Although he had guessed something, he would rather feel wrong before he saw it with his own eyes. He would rather have a dream than accept such a fact.
When night came, Yunyang finally did not return to the Central Plains after five hours in a row.
Looking at the night sky, Yunyang roared, and his sad voice was heartbreaking.
In the evening wind, the sadness of Yunyang echoes in the mountains.
It seems that the ghost is calling, like the wandering soul singing at night, gently, faintly, but with endless sorrow.
Fly on a hill, Yunyang looked at the Central Plains, which was the direction of home, and a beautiful girl was waiting for him.
It's just that it seems too late now. He can't keep some things that have passed away.
Walking ignorantly in the mountains and forests, Yunyang is like a walking corpse that has lost its soul. His eyes are no longer bright, his expression is stiff and his mind is empty. He is like an old teenager, and he has no more vitality.
In the moonlight, in the dark woods, a black castle looms, like a beast hidden in the dark.
When Yunyang approached, a gloomy atmosphere suddenly hit in the evening wind, like a fierce ghost, surrounding him, but unfortunately he was unmoved.
Muran glanced at the stone castle a few feet away. Yunyang folded his body and went to the stone gate. Everything was so plain. It seemed that in his eyes, the gloomy black castle seemed to be a happy land, and there was nothing frightening at all.
Standing in front of the stone gate, Yunyang looked at the fierce ghost head on the door, his eyes moved slightly, and then recovered and pushed it away.
The stone door is neither light nor heavy. When it was opened, a gust of gloomy wind blew, but Yunyang seemed to have no feeling at all.
Walking into the stone castle, the stone door automatically closed, making a muffled sound, which seemed very sudden in the night, but unfortunately it had no impact on the Yunyang in front of him.
Along the gravel path, Yunyang's empty eyes slowly glowed, and his stiff face gradually showed a solemn color.
At this moment, out of the hunter's instinctive reaction, he also sensed the gloomy horror of this place. He couldn't help but emit a faint red light all over his body, and the fire spirit of the ground's heart turned into a body shield to protect his body.
Stopped in front of a stone gate, Yunyang's face changed slightly. He felt that after the stone gate, the evil spirit was extremely heavy, as if it contained some kind of evil thing, which made him a little frightened.
Looking back at the way, Yunyang's eyes suddenly changed, the previous gravel path had disappeared, and the whole rear was foggy, and he was completely in trouble.
Taking a deep breath, Yunyang concentrated his whole body, looked at the stone door indifferently, and slowly stepped into it.
As soon as he entered the door, the yin qi suddenly came, and the strong yin wind was like a palm, which made Yunyang's body shake, and he couldn't help exclaiming.
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