MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1370 Into the night

Wang Baole didn't agree to the sound servant's proposal, but he didn't refuse either. After all, he has not yet joined the chord school. It is not too late for him to weigh the gains and losses after he enters.

As the housekeeper was sent away, the sky gradually darkened outside. Wang Baole sat cross-legged in the room, waiting silently while thinking in his heart.

"The three sects that only exist in the dark night..." Wang Baole squinted and looked up at the sky outside the window. At this moment, the evening was about to pass, and the night seemed unwilling to be late. He was walking quickly, and quiet became Wang Baole. The main melody of the room.

In this way, as time goes by, as the room becomes quieter and quieter, as there are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the city outside the window, when the light is completely swallowed by the black that obscures the sky and the sun... the night has come. .

Just like yesterday, the house was quiet everywhere inside and outside.

In this silence, Wang Baole raised his head, opened his eyes closed for a long time, got up and walked to the door.

Did not open the window to go out because it was unnecessary.

The dark night of Tingyu City may be a huge danger for many people, but for Wang Baole, who walked all the way from the wilderness and hunted for the weird existence in the space of Tingyu’s law, there is nothing like walking into his back garden. Big difference.

Of course, the premise is that he doesn't encounter that kind of extremely high level existence. Fortunately,... such existences are not many and rarely appear in the world that can only be perceived by the law of hearing desire.

Therefore, Wang Baole, who opened the door, heard bursts of laughter at the moment the door opened, but his expression did not change at all. He just raised his right hand at random and grabbed it to the right.

Suddenly the laughter stopped abruptly.

"I don't like this kind of laughter, can I not laugh in the future?" Wang Baole looked at the empty right side and looked at his hand. There was nothing in his hand, but the vibration passed to his right hand seemed to exist. , Is nodding frantically.

Wang Baole let go of his hand with satisfaction. He felt that he was not a bloodthirsty person. At the same time, he let it go because the opponent was too small to cram his teeth.

"I'm a reasonable person." Wang Baole told himself from the bottom of his heart, and then walked forward, in this quiet restaurant, he walked out the door all the way.

Passing by many rooms on the way, he can feel that there are monks in every room, but without exception, no one dares to open the door, as if this restaurant has become a taboo, and Wang Baole is walking in this taboo. He looked at the open space around him and felt the silence from the dark night when he stood on the street until he got out of the gate, and whimpered wind in his ears.

The wind was cold and bitter, as if there were countless cold hands stroking Wang Baole's whole body. This should have been a charming scene, but at this moment, in this dark and silent background, it looked strange and gloomy.

Wang Baole didn't care, and even strengthened the seal of the law of appetite that was agitated in his own body, as if he wanted to burst out to swallow everything.

After calming down for a while, Wang Baole stepped forward, walking in the city in the dark, and gradually many strange sounds came from his ears, as if more and more eyes were converging on him in the dark night. Came from all directions.

As they approached, Wang Baole squinted his eyes, raised his right hand and flipped it, and suddenly a note appeared in his hand. This note radiated a faint light, and there was a faint voice echoing.

Under this light and sound, the strange existences that gathered around seemed to be afraid of them. They didn't immediately rush up, but hovered around, with malice, waiting for opportunities.

Wang Baole looked as usual, but he sneered in his heart. If he didn't want to enter the Chord Sect and would not expose himself, all the existence around him at this moment would become his food.

Ignoring the more and more voices coming from his ears, Wang Baole looked down at the notes in his hands. After the divine consciousness was integrated, he felt a trace of induction, as if there was a call in a distant place in front of him. Is pulling oneself.

"Chord Sect..." Wang Baole thoughtfully, swayed towards the place where the summons came, and moved quickly, but the strange existences that gathered around him, like ghosts, always follow, and count more and more.

It seems that Wang Baole is here, becoming a torch, attracting the attention of the night.

And the notes in his hand were rapidly dimming, and even in this bleak, Wang Baole heard the sound of breathing, as if there were countless figures around him blowing towards the notes in his hand, seeming to look at them. Become a candlelight, like to extinguish it.

Malice, as the light of the notes gradually dimmed and multiplied, as if these strange existences gathered were waiting for the moment when the light of the notes was completely extinguished.

If you change to another person, I am afraid that you will be extremely panicked at this moment, but Wang Baole just squinted the corner of his eyes, looked as usual, and continued to move forward. As he walked, he heard the breathing and footsteps around him, which seemed to be more. And the notes in his hand have dimmed even more.

This caused the cold light in Wang Baole's eyes to slowly rise, and he measured it from the bottom of his heart. If this goes on, it will be a small matter if the notes go out, and it will be a big deal without the proof of joining the chord school.

So Wang Baole paused and was about to take away the notes in his hand, but at this moment, Wang Baole's expression moved slightly, and he looked up into the distance. Soon, he saw four lanterns, swaying and approaching in the dark. come.

As they approached, four skinny figures appeared, as well as a red sedan chair carried by them, and a jade-white white sedan chair that stretched out from the curtain of the sedan chair.

The arm swayed irregularly, as if the owner's mood was very happy. As Huaqiao walked, Wang Baole also heard the humming music minor.

Black night, desolate city, red sedan chair...

This scene made Wang Baole a flash of light in his eyes, and with the arrival of the sedan chair, he heard countless backward sounds from all around him, like those in the dark night, and he was very afraid of the sedan chair.

And Wang Baole did not feel the slightest breath of a monk in this red sedan chair.

"It's not a monk...there are the four who carry the sedan chair...nor are they human." Wang Baole groaned aside, allowing the sedan chair to float by. The four figures carrying the sedan chair were never seen from beginning to end. Wang Baole glanced at the same thing as the one in the sedan chair, his arm that stretched out the curtain was still shaking.

It was just that when the sedan chair passed by Wang Baole, the wind between them blew up the curtain a little. Wang Baole swept away the side of his head and saw the empty seat in the raised curtain.

Only the arm, one end stretched out, and the other end suspended in the sedan chair, leaving a drop of purple blood...

And the moment Wang Baole saw all this, the sedan chair... suddenly stopped.

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There will be a chapter in a while, writing