Chapter 67 Hell in the Mountain
Putting away his complicated emotions at the moment, Bai Lian carried Lin Guiyuan's body behind him and headed towards the downstream of the blood river to find it.
Running all the way, my eyes were like lightning, not missing every place in the river, searching quickly.
Finally, five miles away downstream, he successfully found Lin Guiyuan's head.
Fortunately, Balian is lucky. This blood lake is connected to the Endless Sea. If the flesh and blood body or head in the lake flows into the sea, he is afraid that he will be killed by the fish wife in the sea in an instant. The demon was torn into pieces.
When Bai Lian found Lin Guiyuan's head, there were countless golden fish swimming around his head, holding his head to slow down the passage.
But in the rotten blood river, the golden scales on the swimming fish were corroded and peeled off.
The fish body seemed to have been tortured like a knife and refused to leave, still guarding Lin Guiyuan's head.
In the river, there are still many ferocious fish with scales, trying to get close and bite Lin Guiyuan's head.
The few remaining golden fish stubbornly used their bodies to resolutely guard Lin Guiyuan's head, and they never left.
Even though their little bodies were bitten to pieces, they still had some breath left and were still trying their best to stop the flow of water.
It wasn’t until those pairs of fish eyes saw Bailian’s approaching figure that they slowly showed a humanized look of peace of mind.
Bailian was shocked and infected by the scene in front of him.
The golden swimming fish is obviously a creature in the mountain. On weekdays, Lin Guiyuan is the son of the mountain god, guarding all the spirits in the mountain.
Today, Lin Guiyuan’s head was in a different place and he died without a burial place. They repaid their kindness and protected his remains with their own blood and body.
The Qiu Shui Sword slashed out several water blades, strangling all the ferocious fish in the river with incomparable accuracy.
He reached into the river to pick up Lin Guiyuan's head. The golden fish whose bodies were bitten so much that even the bones of the fish were exposed took the initiative to get out of the way. Li An picked up Lin Guiyuan's head.
And they... seemed to have completed their final mission. The struggling fish body floated slowly and feebly, and the closed fish eyes lost their energy.
Bailian sighed softly, fished up all the remaining fish, found an old tree, dug a hole and buried them.
Lin Guiyuan's golden robe had already been soaked in blood and turned bright red, making it difficult to see the original color.
He closed his eyes peacefully, and his long black hair lost its golden hairpin and spread out messy and wet on the ground.
Bailian dug a larger pit next to the fish burial pit. He lowered his head and glanced at the black thread wrapped around his fingertips, and silently took out the black thread.
The spiritual power was concentrated on the tip of the thread, and Lin Guiyuan's head and body were re-sewed together.
This is not considered a death without a complete body...
After burying Lin Guiyuan, Bai Lian did not dare to delay any longer.
He couldn't imagine what kind of crisis the mountain environment was in at this moment.
How could that scattered group of decent disciples force Lin Guiyuan to this point?
Bailian's eyes were as cold as a sharp wind in autumn, as cold as a knife.
Wen Yu!
Wen Zhendong!
No matter what, he knew...these two people were determined not to stay anymore.
The head is in a different place?
Very good!
Those two people succeeded in doing this beautifully!
When Bai Lian successfully rushed to the high ridge line outside the mountainous area, half of the towering mountain ridge that penetrated into the clouds was cut off at some point.
The wind was blowing all around, and the roars of evil spirits and demons were endless.
The barrier has long since collapsed and been destroyed. The demons and ghosts in the mountain seemed to smell the smell of blood, and the darkness was like a ghost prison.
The tide of corpses wrapped in the tide of beasts came from all directions, surrounding the mountain. What's more, they rushed toward the long and narrow passage like crazy. go.
The evil ghost's sharp teeth were biting the rocks crazily, tearing the gorge mountain road wider and wider.
Balian was hiding deep in the jungle, squinting his cold eyes to see this scene clearly.
The eyes are cloudy and uncertain.
In the end, he managed to capture an unconscious low-level zombie demon from a weak spot in the mountain forest zombie tide.
The corpse demon companions around it also lacked consciousness and wisdom. They only walked step by step towards the corpse tide and slowly squeezed into the mountain road.
Bailian dragged it to a jungle area, pierced its heart with the Qiushui Sword, and turned it into ashes. Then he picked up the old and worn clothes on it and shook the ashes. Just put it on.
Wrapping his face with a torn piece of clothing, his eyes were under his control, full of demonic intent, and turned scarlet.
The corpse demon's aura billowing all over his body did not hide it at all, and then he also squeezed into the team step by step and entered the mountain along the mountain road.
It is completely different from the first time I entered the mountains.
At that time, he was riding the golden crow, looking down at this beautiful natural forest, full of silence and beauty.
There are dense forests and lush green plants.
But now, he is following the large team of corpse tide and monster tide into it.
The ancient trees, vines, and green grass in front were all completely burned by the fire.
Along the way, there are remains of flesh and blood along the way.
There are the corpses of white apes, birds, tigers and leopards, and... the corpses of sharks who were dragged ashore and humiliated to death.
They are no longer in the fish-tailed state, and I don’t know who used what method to biochemically remove their fish-tails and turn them into bloody legs.
Their delicate bodies were twisted out of shape, and all of them had their eyes wide open.
The tears of blood dripping from the corners of the eyes fell into blood-colored pearls. The miserable appearance of the naked body was filled with the cruelty of the perpetrator!
Bailian's blood, which was cold and no longer flowing, suddenly burned like fire and boiled like boiling molten iron!
Burn yourself!
Heart-burning!
These mermaid women also have familiar faces to Bailian.
They laughed happily that day and took the deer to play in the lake. Their innocent and beautiful appearance is still vivid in their minds.
But now, there are cold corpses all over the place.
Suppress the anger in your chest, otherwise the anger will rush to the top of your head and lose your mind.
Amidst the sound of wind chimes coming from nowhere, he endured the murderous intention and followed the team with scarlet eyes, step by step towards the depths of the mountain.
"Master, master... look at this Golden Crow Vine. In the hands of that kid Lin Guiyuan, it can turn into both a bow and a spear. How come it got into someone else's hands? No matter how much spiritual power is used, it doesn't change at all. What? And I lost control of my spiritual power several times, causing my palms to hurt~"
A soft and charming female voice passed through the rustling leaves in the mountains and reached Balian's ears.
Bailian's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Who is the owner of that voice if it’s not Lin Guiyuan’s sweetheart Wen Zhendong?
Although I was already 100% sure that it was the master and apprentice pair who killed that silly boy Lin Guiyuan.
Now, coupled with the fact that what she was holding in her hand was the Golden Crow Vine that Lin Guiyuan kept close to her body, the evidence was really conclusive!
(End of this chapter)