Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 283 Rat Tide and Executioner

As soon as Bai Zhi finished speaking, accompanied by a hissing sound, green fluorescent lights crawled out from the ceiling, walls, and all around. There were almost tens of thousands of them.

What on earth is coming?

Fear of the unknown—

Du Fang clearly felt his body shaking.

Gradually, he could see clearly that it was an endless swarm of ugly rats, almost tens of thousands of them.

Watching the disgusting and horrifying scene:

"Are they going to use rats to gnaw their bodies apart, leaving only a soul?" The image of rats tearing at flesh and blood was imaginary.

Du Fang didn't dare to think about it at all.

He gritted his teeth and shook his body violently, trying to shake the rats out.

Bai Zhi suddenly shouted:

"Don't move, it's almost dawn!"

Is the daybreak the day of death?

He didn't ask the question as countless rats crawled up his body from his feet, tearing his clothes to shreds. His face and hair were filled with the smell of rat urine and the pain of their claws scratching his flesh.

Suddenly, a purple light flashed in his arms. The mice seemed to have seen their natural enemy. They screamed in fear and scattered, then immediately disappeared into the darkness.

The rat tide came quickly and went away even faster.

"Thank you!"

Du Fang knew that this was Wang Er in his arms. After he drove these things out, his body carried the spirit of luck and fortune for the past sixty years.

Just after breathing a sigh of relief, Bai Zhi whispered:

"Its daybreak!"

As the words fell, a dazzling ray of sunlight shone in from the small windows around him. Du Fang just opened his eyes and immediately closed them again.

The long darkness made it impossible for him to see anything.

After a long time, he tried to open his eyes again and raised his head with difficulty.

The first thing he saw clearly was the shackles on his body. There were chains hanging all over his body, and at the end of the chains were hooks that pierced his body.

He was in an iron cage full of barbs. If he bent over even slightly, he would be stabbed and bleed.

Outside the cage is a huge square space.

I don't know if it's bronze or some other metal, but the wall is covered with strange runes. The runes are hollowed out, and sunlight shines in through these cracks.

Finally saw my senior sister.

Bai Zhi's white clothes were soaked in blood, almost dyed blood red. Her beautiful eyes were as red as silk, but her face was as calm as water.

Her entire body was hanging from the log.

Seeing her in such a miserable state, Du Fang suddenly felt a surge of pity and discomfort in his heart. But Bai Zhi didn't care at all. She smiled at him with a relieved smile:

"are you OK!"

"I... I'm fine, I'll put you down right now!" Du Fang clearly heard his throat being choked, and a feeling of discomfort and regret filled his chest.

"Do not move……"

His body was locked with iron chains, and when he tried to straighten himself up, the barbs on the chains pierced his back and cheeks, leaving them covered in blood.

Du Fang gritted his teeth, leaned back, and felt the sound of the sharp barbs grinding against his bones.

"Don't come over here, it's useless!"

"The executioner will be here soon!"

"What executioner?" He didn't understand what was being said.

Bai Zhi wore a sad smile. "Whether we can survive depends on whether the messenger will come! If a ghost comes to take you away later, remember to keep your spirit and don't let it take you away!"

"What happens if I get hooked?"

"Then I will die and disappear from this world!"

These few plain words shocked Du Fang.

'The time is almost here!'

There was a sudden hint of resentment in Bai Zhi's eyes as she looked at him. Her eyes were like someone about to say goodbye.

"Are we really going to die?"

"I have no idea……"

When Bai Zhi shook her head, Du Fang suddenly felt the air around him getting colder, a trace of Yin energy emerged, and countless ethereal spirits emerged from the wet ground.

Some had excited eyes, some were numb, and some were resentful.

But these faces were all unfamiliar, and none of them were people he knew.

Is this the spirit that came from the underworld?

Du Fang clearly felt that these phantoms kept emerging from the ground and slowly compressing into shape. Two huge white shadows that looked like skeletons, holding black bone knives in their hands, appeared in front of the two of them.

"Is this the executioner Bai Zhi mentioned?"

To chop off their heads and send them to the underworld?

At this moment, Du Fang finally felt the fear of death. He looked at Bai Zhi with sad eyes, and both of their eyes were filled with despair.

The guiding messenger she mentioned did not appear here.

Could it be that her uncle calculated wrongly?

Is it true that no one has ever entered or exited this Changming Road?

A huge phantom skeleton walked over and pulled the chain in his hand. The barbed cage suddenly melted and disappeared in his hand.

The huge phantom skeleton lifted his body like a chicken and pulled it towards the guillotine.

This time, Du Fang saw clearly that under their feet was a row of platforms stained with dark blood, which were just big enough for the bodies to fit on.

He suddenly struggled hard.

Even if he died, it wouldn't be in such a cowardly way.

A surge of regret surged in his heart, and Du Fang roared unwillingly: "No..."

As the deadline approached, Du Fang couldn't help but look back and glance at Bai Zhi, who was his last relative in this world.

however--

When he saw Bai Zhi's calm eyes and face.

An inexplicable thought flashed through my mind:

"Is this a trap set by the uncle and nephew to kill me?"

Du Fang's eyes suddenly became calm. He looked at Bai Zhi and asked:

"Is it true? You and your uncle want to use the blood of the immortal spirit to help her rebuild her body?"

"What gave you that idea?"

"Isn't it?"

Bai Zhi suddenly smiled sadly: "It seems that you still don't trust me and doubt me after all!"

Her body fell down, and suddenly she took a few steps and lay on the guillotine with a desolate look on her face.

"If you don't believe me, I can die in front of you. My uncle-in-law sacrificed hundreds of years of his Daoist body to enter this Changming Road for you and me, and you still doubt her and me!"

Du Fang sighed deeply, feeling somewhat guilty.

"I believe you, but unfortunately, the guiding messenger you mentioned can't come. Your uncle made a mistake. We will both die here today!"

Bai Zhi stared at him blankly: "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?"

"Do you regret coming to this sea to save your friend?"

Du Fang thought about it for a moment before shaking his head: "I don't regret it. He became a cripple for me. Even if I knew I was going to die, I would still come here to save him, even though the chances of him surviving are slim!"

"Do you regret liking me?"

Du Fangban straightened up and looked into her eyes:

"If you really weren't Lord Baihuang, but my senior sister Li Qingshuang, I would never regret it!"

Bai Zhi closed her eyes. "Master-master made a wrong bet. I made a wrong bet too. This Changming Road might not be the road leading to the temple. It might just be a trick to trick the most powerful cultivators into slaughtering them!"

"I was deceived, and I've implicated you too! There's no such thing as a guiding messenger!"

A tear flowed from her beautiful face, and despair enveloped her:

"Goodbye, this beautiful world!"

The skeleton executioner kicked Du Fang to his knees and pressed his left hand on his neck. He was like a little chicken, at the mercy of anyone.

When the knife flashed down, Du Fang lowered his head as if accepting his fate, and whispered in his heart:

"Forgive me! Uncle-master Xuanzhen, I am incompetent and cannot recover Lingxiao." The two skeletons held shiny black blades in their right hands.

They raised their weapons at the same time and chopped down on the necks of both men.