Chapter 259: Pluto Wuji (4)
The human figure cut out by the candlelight was projected on the gauze curtain. It was hazy and the face could not be seen, but the figure was extremely clear.
Wei Ning's heart felt as if blocked by something for a moment, and his breathing became heavy.
As Hades moved, a powerful murderous aura suddenly spread out.
Oops!
Wei Ning immediately raised his hand and a stream of spiritual power struck the candlelight, extinguishing the only light in the hall.
In an instant, the entire hall fell into an eerie darkness.
But Wei Ning turned around and ran away as soon as the candlelight went out.
Her movements were fast enough and her timing was accurate, but the moment she turned around, she still felt a spiritual force rushing towards her back like a snake.
Depend on!
What a perverted reaction ability!
She had only taken a few steps before she had to dodge, using the heavy door to avoid a spiritual attack. When she looked back, there was no one on the bed.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead . Although the air in the underworld was chilly, she felt stuffy and hot inside the mask.
What if I get caught by Hades here?
She has the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts on her body, so she will definitely die without a burial place!
Her thoughts raced as she faced a fierce attack. She dodged it with her head tilted, but the mask on her face was knocked to the ground and broke into two pieces.
Wei Ning bit her lip. How could she give in so easily?
The small black sword suddenly shot out in the direction of the attack. She heard that Pluto was seriously injured, and she didn't believe that he still had such abnormal strength!
Ding!
No one knew where the small black sword had hit, but it knocked over a lot of things. Wei Ning had no time to worry about it and immediately withdrew.
In the darkness, she and Hades could not see each other, and could only act based on their perception of danger.
If this goes on for a while, her position will be exposed sooner or later, and she doesn't want to die too miserably!
It is really difficult to escape from a haunted place like the Underworld, but since she has chosen to come in, she does not regret it!
Because the truth that she had been persistently pursuing was right in front of her!
"His Majesty!"
There were hurried footsteps coming from the passage ahead, and almost an instant later, a silver-white figure quickly appeared in the Palace of Pluto.
With a "sizzle", the match lit the candle on the table, illuminating Yunzong's handsome face.
"Your Majesty! There is light here! Please don't worry!" Yunzong said nervously, holding the candle and looking around. Finally, he saw Pluto leaning against a black cylinder, slightly hunched over, as if he needed the support of the cylinder to stand firmly.
The candlelight was too dim, but one could still see the long silver hair that was hanging down, and it didn't seem as shiny as before.
It was dark and gloomy, like a piece of polluted snow, cold and desolate.
Yunzong was startled and hurried forward to support him, walking towards the bed step by step.
Wei Ning hid on the beam in the passage, and looking in through the half-open door, he could only see the candlelight illuminating Pluto's pale face. There was blood at the corners of his mouth, and his steps were weak, as if he was walking on the clouds, floating and could fall down at any time.
Her heart tightened as she thought of the frail figure. When she had seen him before , although he was injured, his movements were still unaffected. He was still the exceptionally powerful Pluto.
Why did he become like this in just a few days?
What kind of injuries did this king who ruled the underworld suffer?
He was like the only poplar tree in the wilderness, with its trunk broken in the violent sandstorm and on the verge of collapse.
