Chapter 1517, Recorder

Mu An endured the injuries in his body, carrying Lin Que on his back, and kept dodging the falling blood thunder and flames.

"What the hell, Lin Quede, did I owe you money in my previous life, and you are here to collect the debt in this life?"

"Every time I meet you, nothing good happens."

"This time, my life is about to fall into your hands, you idiot!"

He was seriously injured, and he was taking Lin Que with him, and he was reaching his limit at this moment.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the ground ahead trembled, and countless ghost armies rushed toward his location.

After the death of Marshal Hu Po, they were leaderless and began to flee.

Mu'an's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but cursed: "Wo Zhinima!"

It was a headache for him to deal with the falling blood mines and flames. Now there are still a group of ghost soldiers playing with hammers!

"Lin Quede, I was really tricked by you this time."

Mu An smiled bitterly, he couldn't escape, but he was not afraid of death.

"Come on, bastards!"

Mu An looked at the oncoming ghost army with ferocious eyes. Even if he died, he would still have to pull a few people behind him.

Just when he was about to explode his dantian, a terrifying soul power roared out.

"boom!"

The snake's whole body was bathed in flames, and its huge body flew across the field quickly.

Countless ghost soldiers were thrown into the sky and swallowed by snakes.

"old!"

When Mu An saw the old man standing above the head of the snake, his face was filled with joy and he shouted excitedly.

The old man glanced at Lin Que on Mu An's back, felt relieved, and spoke softly.

"Go south, where will someone pick you up?"

"Leave this to me."

Mu An nodded and fled towards the south with Lin Que on his back.

With a thought in his mind, the old man controlled the Wuhun Tang Snake, and after killing thousands of ghost soldiers, he went straight towards the depths of the ghost world.

He wanted to investigate clearly what happened to the demonic energy just now.

Mu An led Lin Que all the way to evacuate south. He raised his head and looked at the fighter planes passing overhead, his eyes lit up.

Without any delay, he took out the flare from his body and fired it directly.

The fighter pilot saw the flare and Mu'an's figure, and quickly moved closer to carry out rescue.

An hour later, the night watch department rescued all the trapped people.

Not long after, the old man also emerged from the ghost.

However, when the old man returned, his body was covered with scars and he almost lost half his life.

He ignored his injuries and went straight to Lin Hua.

"Where's Mu'an?"

When Lin Hua saw the anxious look on the old man's face, she was stunned and said, "He's in the ambulance."

Hearing this, the old man flew away directly.

Lin Hua frowned and hurriedly followed.

In the ambulance, Mu An put gauze on his chest and looked at Lin Que, who was dripping and unconscious.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the ambulance was opened, and the old man walked straight in.

Mu'an: "Old!"

Cang Lao looked at the figure lying on the stretcher and said in a deep voice, "He is Lin Que, right?"

Mu An's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said calmly: "Canglao, what are you talking about? He is a beggar..."

But before he could finish speaking, the old man took out a recorder from his hand.

When Mu An reached his mouth, he swallowed it hard, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

This is his recorder!

Old Man: "Aren't you telling the truth?"

Mu An sighed helplessly and explained, "He is Lin Que!"

"This kid has a way of changing his appearance at will. I was deceived by him at first."

After receiving the answer, the old man looked sternly and said in a tone that could not be refuted: "From now on, it will be announced to the public that Hua Wuque died among ghosts."

"There is no one like Hua Wuque in this world."

"Also, you'd better forget what you saw and heard in the ghost world, and leave the rest to me."

"Do you understand me?"

Mu An's face was stunned, and he thought of what was injected into Lin Que's body.

He rolled his throat and couldn't help asking.

"Old man, I..."

Before Mu An could ask a question, the old man waved his hand and said with a tired look on his face.

"I know what you want to ask. I can only tell you that this matter is not something you or I can interfere with."

"If word spreads, this kid will have no place on this planet."

"Pretend you don't know!"

The old man rubbed his brow feebly.

Risking his life, he found the Marshal's Mansion along the way and accidentally found the recorder that Mu An had dropped.

Through the recorder, I learned the whole story and was horrified.

In order to cover up the truth, he destroyed all the clues left by Lin Que at the scene.

In the end, he was also beaten by blood thunder and came back with only half his life.

After hearing this, Mu An suppressed his curiosity and did not continue to ask.

Cang Lao: "The data in your recorder has been cleared by me. You can find a reason to deal with it yourself!"

With that said, he returned the recorder to Mu'an.

Mu'an's result recorder shook his head and sighed: "It's useless."

"Our data will be uploaded to the cloud in real time. The cloud data can still be recovered even if it is not cleared."

old:……

sp: There is one more chapter.