MTL - Marrying the Useless Man whose Spiritual Platform is Broken-Chapter 52 kill

Huo Jue was so shocked that he lost sleepiness.

Naturally, he couldn't let Mu Qinglan go back on her own, so she got up immediately, got dressed and wanted to follow. Mu Qinglan was still able to figure out some reason to worry about his soul-calling array tomorrow, but she moved her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything to make Huo Jue stay.

Because of the change of location, Mu Qinglan would never let Huo Jue take risks alone, and it was impossible for Huo Jue to let her go back to the mountain alone.

They are already a husband and wife, inseparable.

Before they had time to say hello to Duan Qinxuan, they quickly went straight to Xiangjun Mountain with their swords; Huo Jue, carrying his natal sword, pinched a messenger bird on the way to inform Duan Qinxuan where they were going.

The eyesight of the two people is incomparable to ordinary people. Before they reached Xiangjun Mountain, they saw thick smoke billowing from a distance and wildfires raging all over the mountains and plains.

Mu Qinglan's condition was already very poor, her whole body was burning like a mountain fire in the distance, Huo Jue had been using spiritual power to calm her down, but with little effect.

Mu Qinglan is a mountain ghost, but she is not the kind of mountain ghost that can only be trapped in the mountain; she is in harmony with the flowers and plants of Xiangjun Mountain, and she can perceive all changes on Xiangjun Mountain, just like people can perceive It's like something is climbing on my skin.

She told Huo Jue more than once that outside of Xiangjun Mountain, even if her condensed body was scattered by the attack, she would just return to Xiangjun Mountain and recover soon.

That's why she dared to give Huo Jue a symbiosis at that time, and Mu Qinglan could even take the mountain marrow at will - her soul was connected to Xiangjun Mountain.

It is also because of this that she can be worshiped by the people and transformed into a form, and her body is Xiangjun Mountain.

Now that the fire is raging in the mountains, Mu Qinglan's whole body seems to be thrown into the fire to be roasted. Before falling into the boundary of Xiangjun Mountain, Mu Qinglan's knees softened and she almost fell from Huo Jue's long sword.

Huo Jue hugged her, burning with anxiety.

The soul-sealing formation in his head really took effect at this moment. Although his face was frosty, he still maintained his sanity.

He held Mu Qinglan in his arms, and hugged Mu Qinglan who was trembling in pain tightly. The vast sea of ​​spiritual power rushed into Mu Qinglan's body, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it had no effect.

Mu Qinglan's breathing became more and more urgent, and her scarlet eyes even began to look loose, reflecting the mountain fire, and even the small animals that kept running away in the mountain fire.

The hissing of animals, the roar of fire, and the sound of trees collapsing, filled all of Mu Qinglan's senses.

It was as if she had been skinned alive, cramped, bones gouged out and flesh shaved.

She gasped in Huo Jue's arms, and there was a strange hissing sound in her throat. Huo Jue's eyes were as sharp as knives. And me."

There was black air between his brows, as if the tragic past of more than a hundred years ago was repeated. He saw Mu Qinglan twitching in pain in his arms, and Yu Jian flew towards Xiangjun Mountain at high speed.

"I'll help you kill them." Huo Jue's voice gradually resonated with that of more than 150 years ago. He hugged his beloved until his bones creaked.

Huo Jue's voice seemed to contain a mouthful of coarse sand, the inner mansion surged, and the spiritual pressure swayed from his whole body, with awe-inspiring killing intent.

However, countless images flashed through Mu Qinglan's mind at this moment. Her flesh and veins were in unbearable pain as if being burned by a raging fire, as if she had been torn and devoured by countless ferocious beasts.

She tried her best to keep herself awake in the heart-piercing pain of déjà vu, and she was even more afraid that Huo Jue's already turbulent seven souls would become more unstable.

She wanted to persuade Huo Jue, but when she opened her mouth, a flame shot out from her throat.

"Huo..." She only had time to say this word—

Mu Qinglan and Huo Jue lowered their heads slowly at the same time, watching the flames burst out from Mu Qinglan's waist and abdomen, and the flames quickly spread to the whole body; before Huo Jue could take any measures, Mu Qinglan had already collapsed in his arms The truth, turned into fly ash.

"Qing Lan!" Huo Jue only felt his chest empty, the fear that had accumulated for more than a hundred years, and the pain that could not be suppressed no matter what, came back like a tsunami accompanied by thick smoke and heat waves.

At the same time, the two finally fell into Xiangjun Mountain from mid-air.

Huo Jue stiffened his hands as if his whole body was frozen, the nightmare came to reality, his eyes opened layers of bloodshot eyes, and he almost went crazy on the spot.

Fortunately, the next moment, Mu Qinglan, who was scattered into flying ash, quickly condensed around him again. Although she couldn't condense into a solid body, she appeared behind Huo Jue in the state of a soul body.

"Huo Lang," Mu Qinglan turned into a soul body, but it didn't hurt so much.

With an anxious face on her face, she comforted Huo Jue: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I just can't maintain the truth, don't worry!"

Mu Qinglan floated in front of Huo Jue, and her soul was reflected in his eyes that were about to lose focus. Huo Jue stared at her for a moment, but was pulled by Mu Qinglan, and then suddenly woke up from the verge of collapse.

The mountain wind and fire howled, blowing through Huo Jue's back in the blink of an eye in the turbulent cold sweat. Huo Jue shivered uncontrollably.

"Huo Lang, the wind is too strong tonight, and the sky is dry. If this continues, the entire Xiangjun Mountain will not be spared. Let you deal with those who set fires everywhere!"

Mu Qinglan suppressed the pain, her eyes filled with mist, "I have to save them, they are begging for help!"

Huo Jue knew that she was talking about the creatures in Xiangjun Mountain.

After she finished speaking, she moved closer to Huo Jue, and in the state of her soul, she quickly placed a light kiss on Huo Jue's lips that was not felt at all.

"We can't be bothered!"

Before she finished speaking, she turned into a green spiritual mist and quickly plunged into the mountain, blending with the billowing smoke, and even Huo Jue couldn't distinguish it anymore.

Huo Jue was on the verge of complete disintegration of the seven souls, and he could collapse on the spot with just a little stimulation; but Mu Qinglan's parting kiss was like a heavy hammer, like a nail piercing through the sky, firmly Nail Huo Jue to the world.

right! Mu Qinglan told him that there are mountains and people. It doesn't matter if she loses her original form, as long as she is enshrined by the people, she can change form again.

None of them can have an accident!

The mountain was on fire, and the entire Xiangjun Mountain was enveloped in black smoke and open flames. The arsonist had ulterior motives and did not let go of any part of Xiangjun Mountain, including the forest closest to the town below the mountain.

Huo Jue stood still, and pulled out the natal sword weighing more than a thousand catties behind him, pouring spiritual power into the sword, making the long sword aura flourish; the next moment, he flew up, holding the sword in mid-air, twisting his waist to accumulate power, It merged with the turning arc of the long sword, and then ruthlessly nailed the long sword into the ground.

With a sound of "buzz", the spiritual pressure quickly swayed from the ground where Huo Jue's long sword was inserted, wrapped in Huo Jue's spiritual consciousness, and spread rapidly towards the surroundings like a spider web, and the mountain fire annihilated and the thick smoke stopped wherever it passed.

Huo Jue's whole body is like a divine king coming to the world, his spiritual pressure is like a boulder thrown into the water, and the ripples sway layer by layer to a further place; and in the ripples, the spiritual flow as thin as lightning twists like a snake, Pinpoint the arsonist hidden in the mountains.

With the hilt of the epee sword in his hand, the ground around his feet cracked inch by inch as the spiritual pressure became stronger and stronger; After the person, the murderous intent suddenly froze!

It's mortal!

How could it be a mortal? !

Huo Jue's pupils dilated slightly, and everything that happened one hundred and fifty-four years ago seemed to repeat itself again; at that time, he had a lot of karma for beheading mortals, and he had not been able to completely get rid of the entanglement of karma after two rebirths. If he killed mortals again tonight, the consequences would be disastrous!

At the very moment, he grabbed the hilt of the epee sword in his hand and twisted it fiercely on the ground, and the spiritual currents that swam like snakes and lightning flashed quickly, and narrowly penetrated the shoulders of those mortals, not the deadly chests. .

"Uh…"

"what!"

The screams came from all directions, and Huo Jue's hearing was astounding. According to a rough estimate, there were hundreds of people.

Hundreds of people set fire to the mountain, how could Xiangjun Mountain survive?

He was so angry that he wanted to bleed, and he had already guessed the mastermind behind it. Such a dirty and filthy method could only be conceived by an evil person like Mu Wanran.

Huo Jue bit the tip of his tongue with hatred, and his mouth was full of salty taste. He raised the epee slightly, changed the place, and urged it with spiritual power again, nailing the sword body into the ground!

The twisting spiritual pressure and spiritual flow swayed fiercely again, looking down from mid-air, the entire mountain fire in Xiangjun Mountain was annihilated by Huo Jue for a small part.

It's just that the wind blows at night, the sky is dry and the things are dry in winter, and the Xiangjun tree is full of fat and vines are luxuriant. The fire has long been out of the control of those arsonists.

And Huo Jue's wave of spiritual pressure caused more mortals to lose their resistance, and at the same time, he finally found the place where the culprit was!

Huo Jue picked up the long sword and turned it into a ray of light, like a shooting star, and rushed towards the direction of the culprit—

At the same time, Mu Qinglan's soul wandered back and forth in the mountains, holding all kinds of weak animals that had been burned by the wildfires in her arms, and kept going back and forth to a high and bare natural stone platform in the middle of the forest to house these little ones.

The little things were crying in her arms, and Mu Qinglan's heart was pierced like a knife.

She can't remember the past, but she condensed consciousness in this mountain to form a human being. Every creature in this mountain was born under her watch, like her child.

On the stone platform, all kinds of large and small animals that usually hide in the mountains and forests, even snakes, rats, ants, and unhatched eggs, all gathered on the ground in a mess.

Mu Qinglan rushed out like a gust of wind, put down the small animals in her arms, shoulders, and even on top of her head, and plunged into the thick smoky forest again.

"Mountain ghost, who did this!" The vixen and the others are also helping Mu Qinglan save lives. They all abandon their incarnations so that they can save more lives as quickly as possible.

Mu Qinglan doesn't know who did it now, but she has some guesses in her heart, but it's a pity that now is not the time to talk about it.

They kept going up and down the mountain, but the mountain was too big.

Fangshan has raised hundreds of thousands of living beings, but after all, they are just a cup of water to save their wages.

Those calls for help and screams that ordinary people couldn't hear resounded through the mountains and forests, and those unknown creatures were roasted by the fire and burned mercilessly by the flames.

Mu Qinglan only hoped that she would be faster, faster! She manipulated the vines that were not on fire to help the vines that were on fire to save themselves. She did everything she could, but she couldn't beat the turbulent wind tonight.

The fire that Huo Jue extinguished with spiritual pressure soon rekindled in large swaths under the impetus of the mountain wind that helped the evildoers.

Those mortals who were injured by him were ordinary people and even hooligans who had received money from the towns.

They don't rely on Xiangjun Mountain to live, and they are incited by the law to not blame the public. They think that if they just set a fire, they will get money that they can't earn after a year of hard work. They are obsessed with money.

Seeing that the fire was uncontrollable, and seeing a fairy coming to fight the fire in the mountain, they finally knew they were afraid and started to flee.

But water and fire are ruthless, under the billowing flames, there is no difference between humans and beasts; humans cannot even dig a hole in the raging fire to hide themselves like some small animals.

Some of these people were burned to death in the fire, and some gathered together and rushed out.

Humans and beasts are rushing towards the stone platform that has never been burned. They meet each other in the fire. How can mortals look at these beasts that grow in the mountains?

Some people grabbed the same fleeing animals around them to block the collapsed trees. Those who rushed to the open space first also pushed many shivering animals off the stone platform and threw them into the fire at the bottom of the hillside.

The unhatched eggs were crushed, and the souls who were still in shock for the rest of their lives suffered a second round of massacres.

When Mu Qinglan came back with the small animal in her arms, she saw a few strong mortals who had occupied the open space and jumped on a rabbit with all their strength; This group of people actually slaughtered animals and bit people blatantly! It's a pity that the spiritual power is low, no doubt like an ordinary rabbit, it was caught and smashed several times on the rocks on the ground, smashing an eyeball alive, and it stopped moving with blood from its mouth and nose.

Mu Qinglan's eyes were about to burst, and she stepped forward to try to stop it, but the fire was raging, and she realized that her consciousness had never been as weak as it was at this moment; there were no unburned trees and vines around here for her to manipulate, so she manipulated it rashly. Bring fire tree vines for fear of hurting other animals on the stone platform.

She is in the state of a soul body, and no one can see it except the monks, just like an enlightened creature can speak, but cannot be understood by mortals.

What the dead rabbit yelled before it died was "I'm going to fight with you!" In the ears of these bastards, it was just the chirps of dying animals, helpless and miserable.

"Damn just waiting for the fire to stop, grab some wild game and go back to drink, I don't know if I can still get the money!"

"These **** are pretty smart, they know they can't get burned by hiding on this stone platform!"

As he spoke, a man kicked a squirrel that was hugging his head into the burning mountain fire below.

Beside him was a man lying on the ground, groaning in extreme pain, his hands were burned together like claws, and the sound he made was not like a human voice.

"Lao Lai is so fragrant that he can't live anyway... The boss will give more if he dies. If he dies, he will give it to his relatives, or..."

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and there was a ghostly light in their eyes.

This scorched man called Lao Lai is a bachelor with no home or relatives at all. He has been with them for many years and has done many bad things. If he dies, the employer who hired them will pay them equally!

"Don't, don't! Cough cough... I'm not dead, I'm not dead!"

The man named Lao Lai was indeed seriously burned. He understood that he would be murdered to take money, so he got up on the ground in fright and kowtowed to several people.

His hair was all burnt, his back was hit by the burning Xiangjun tree, and the cotton-padded clothes and flesh were separated from his body. At this moment, his back was red and muddy. It looked extremely disgusting, and there was something like pus and blood. .

Lao Lai disgusted a few people, but failed to arouse the slightest sympathy for them, and aggravated their evil thoughts of desperately wanting to murder for money.

Regardless of Lao Lai's struggle, they grabbed his arm and kicked and kicked him off the stone platform without any explanation, and fell into the raging fire, screaming endlessly.

These few people are the local hooligans in the city. They usually molested women and bullied honest people.

The fire can burn all evidence and crimes, and they just wait for the fire to stop and go to the town to find the employer who hired them to get money.

Some people are clearly living people, but their natures are like evil spirits, even scarier than real ghosts.

"Kick all these things down, this table is so big, there is no room for it!"

It was not enough for this group of people to throw a companion down, but they even threw all the small animals cowering on the stage into the fire.

Mu Qinglan's expression twisted and her eyes were blood-soaked. She could hear the frightened and desperate screams of the small animals, and they were all her partners.

The scorching air around her scalded Mu Qinglan's mind, and the smoke from her mouth blackened her chest. She had never felt so afraid, so hated, and so angry!

The newly rescued animals in her arms saw their companions pushed into the audience and fled in all directions. Some of them directly broke into the fire and were quickly engulfed.

Mu Qinglan opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. The mouth was full of hot sparks, and the grief, indignation and pity that was finally burned up gathered into an indelible roar in my heart - I want to kill them!

Mu Qinglan's face and heart were distorted under the reflection of the fire at this moment. Without saying a word, she turned into a few wisps of spiritual mist on the spot, and directly smashed down like a sharp sword, wrapped in billowing smoke and fire—penetrating through the The chests of those people.

The mountain ghost who had never killed or killed was finally contaminated with human life.

"Boom—"

On the dark red sky illuminated by the flames, the stars and the moon were hidden by thick clouds, the sky thunder rumbled, and the silver dragon of the robbery was looming.

- God's punishment is coming.