"Big brother! What should we do now?" The gatekeeper asked in a panic, venting his frustration on another person, wishing they could be more capable.
"Are you stupid? We need to report this immediately and make sure to catch these guys!"
"I have a feeling that these guys are not simple. What if they are fugitives of Yulin? If we catch them, it will be a great achievement!" The confident guard said.
On the other side, Yu Mo was panting and running after them. These two people really have no sense of sportsmanship. They were running and even using flashlights, almost losing them several times.
At this moment, the lingering soul stopped and suddenly said that they should part ways, leaving Yu Mo puzzled.
"Where are you going?" Yu Mo asked curiously.
"To Lishui Mountain. Why do you ask so many questions, little one? You don't even know where it is!" the lingering soul laughed.
"I'm just curious, is that not allowed?" Yu Mo said discontentedly.
Hell's Messenger gave a cold glance at the lingering soul and said to Yu Mo in a frosty tone, "Let's go."
lingering soul saw Hell's Messenger walking decisively and quickly approached him. "Hey! You're so cold! You didn't even bother to ask how I'm doing. At least I asked where you were going!" lingering soul bumped into Hell's Messenger while hugging his arms.
This scene! Hehehe~ Yu Mo instantly conjured up an unbearable scene in his mind.
These two guys wouldn't be what I think they are, would they? Is it really as I imagined? Hahaha
Yu Mo looked at Hell's Messenger and lingering soul laughing foolishly. Lingering soul couldn't help it when he saw her like that, and his head exploded directly.
"Yu Mo had just wanted to scold him, but then she realized that he had already gone far away. She could only comfort herself by rubbing her aching forehead and saying, 'Don't be angry, don't be angry! This plague has finally left!'
'Let's go,' said Hell's Messenger calmly.
'Where are we going now? Reincarnation?' Yu Mo asked, wide-eyed.
'Reincarnation? You're thinking too much. The place you're going is called Yulin Hall. I advise you to prepare yourself mentally,' Hell's Messenger reminded.
'Yulin Hall? What's it for?' Yu Mo asked, full of curiosity.
'Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You'll know when we get there,' said Hell's Messenger as he turned and walked away. Yu Mo had no choice but to follow obediently."
This is an ancient coastal city, Hell's Messenger brought her to the ferry crossing.
It was clearly a sunny day just a moment ago, but as she arrived at the ferry crossing, dark clouds gathered in the sky, occasionally accompanied by flashes of lightning.
Hell's Messenger pulled the bell on the shore, and the fog on the sea was so thick that the horizon was invisible.
Suddenly, a small boat sailed towards them and docked on the shore. The boatman also rang the bell, and Hell's Messenger silently boarded the boat.
Yu Mo also walked onto the boat cautiously, but for some reason, she felt a chill down her spine when she saw the boatman. Even though it was their first meeting, she found this person very frightening.
The boatman stood upright at the bow of the boat, not paddling the oar in his hand, yet the boat moved swiftly!
He held the oar in his hand, sitting on the side of the boat, wearing a fishing hat on his head, with a particularly long scar on his face. His gaze was strange, as if he was looking at the water, yet it seemed like he wasn't looking at the water!
Yu Mo curled up in the cabin, watching the boatman vigilantly. This is supposed to be the sea, so how could they take a small boat to the other side!
She looked up at the gloomy sky, where lightning continued to flash. Just then, something under the boat kept hitting it, making a "bang bang bang" sound.
Yu Mo stood up uneasily, sensing that the sound was coming from beneath the wooden plank under her feet. There was something in the water!
The boatman saw Yu Mo stand up, and his black eyes immediately fixed on her.
Yu Mo saw the boatman staring at her, so she had to move over to the side of Hell's Messenger and sit down lightly.
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