Chapter 1381: Traces of Joy (Part 1)

"Isn't it the same sedan chair?" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, staring at the bloody sedan chair slowly approaching from a distance, and at the inner curtain, the left hand stretched out irregularly, as if following the sedan chair. , thoughts filled my heart.

While he was thinking here, the blood-colored sedan chair also slowly approached, sticking to Wang Baole's side, as if about to pass by.

Wang Baole stood there, looked at it coldly, then swayed his body, and actively avoided it.

For him, the menacing meaning emanating from the blood-colored sedan chair constantly fluctuated his mind. Wang Baole knew very well that the sedan chair was very dangerous.

Although he himself is good, Wang Baole doesn't want to get involved in this unnecessary danger, so he chooses to avoid it, but...his avoidance has no effect.

Even after retreating tens of feet, the blood-colored sedan chair seemed to lock it, change direction, and still came.

This made Wang Baole raise his eyebrows, and then backed away a little more. After finding that it had no effect, and he was still locked, he simply stood where he was, and didn't back down anymore. His eyes became colder and colder.

And that bridal sedan chair was the same as the first one he encountered back then. When Wang Baole paused at this moment, it blurred for a moment, and then appeared in front of Wang Baole. For a moment, it stopped abruptly.

This time, it stopped on the right side of Wang Baole, that is, the position where the left hand of the sedan chair stretched out, so at the moment of stopping, the distance between the left hand on the curtain and Wang Baole was the width of one person.

Such a close approach made Wang Baole smell a slight smell of blood, which was a bit different from the first one he encountered back then.

Even if you look carefully, you can still see blood oozing from the wooden cracks on the edge of the bloody sedan chair, and when you look over the sedan chair, you can see blood dripping on the ground sometimes on the way it came. Continuing into a line.

Perhaps, it was the existence in the sedan chair, its own blood, or... it was the blood shed by devouring the monks who saw its existence on the way over the flower bridge.

At this moment, as the sedan chair stopped, the cold light in Wang Baole's eyes suddenly became intense, and he backed up again, trying to distance himself, but the area he was in seemed to be distorted and affected. No matter how he retreated, the sedan chair and the His distance has not changed at all.

"Haunted me?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and simply stopped retreating, but his divine sense spread and enveloped the surroundings. After confirming that there was no one here, he stared at the sedan chair beside him, and the dangerous light in his eyes became more and more intense .

At the same time, in the bloody sedan chair that was at a standstill, the left hand on the curtain gradually stopped shaking, but with the index finger in front, gently approaching Wang Baole's eyebrows, as if about to touch.

It was during this process that a strange force seemed to spread out in this palm, and Wang Baole instantly felt that the notes of the law of hearing desire in his body seemed to be suppressed, as if at this moment, lost Smart, if want to sleep.

At this point, when he met the first blood-colored sedan chair, because the power of the law of hearing and desire in his body was thin, it was not as strong as it is now, so he didn't feel it so clearly, but at this moment, this feeling is very strong.

It was as if the other party had the ability to restrain the law of listening desire.

"Huh?" Wang Baole was thoughtful, but his eyes were still cold, the seal of the law of appetite in his body was suddenly untied, and the corners of his mouth gradually cracked to an exaggerated degree.

Looking from a distance, as the fingers approached, the blood-colored nails on them also exuded a strange aura, while the corners of Wang Baole's mouth cracked even wider. At the moment when the two sides were extremely close, Wang Baole opened his mouth wide , In an instant, his mouth was exaggerated to the extreme, to the point that it could devour the entire blood-colored sedan chair, and he swallowed it violently towards the blood-colored sedan chair.

Almost at the moment he swallowed it, the bloody finger also touched Wang Baole's body. Without a sound, Wang Baole's body suddenly shook, and he felt a deadly curse. Following the touch of the opponent's finger, there was no hindrance at all. If you want to rush into your body, you want to completely destroy your own soul and everything else.

But the power of the law of appetite, Wang Baole has practiced to the level of the gluttonous master, and he has cultivated it for so long. Although it is not as good as the appetite master, his existence is already superior to all gluttonous masters.

Not to mention, he also possesses the personality of the main body. Although this kind of lethality is amazingly powerful, it is unrealistic to want to destroy Wang Baole all at once.

Therefore, even if this deadly curse burst into Wang Baole's body and exploded, it only made Wang Baole retreat and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

That black blood is a curse.

While retreating, Wang Baole also raised his head abruptly, his eyes were bloodshot and flickered strongly, looking at the blood-colored sedan chair.

The sedan chair is also shaking now, and the wood on it has crack marks in some areas, and it is sunken. If you look carefully, you can see that the sunken places are connected together, which is exactly a tooth mark.

As if aware of Wang Baole's difficulty, the fingers on the outside of the curtain slowly retracted, and the sedan chair that had stopped there was lifted again and drifted away into the distance.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and looked at the bridal sedan going away. After a few breaths of silence, he had made up his mind. With a sway of his body, he did not leave, but chased after him.

It's just that during this pursuit, his appearance changed rapidly, and soon his whole person and breath changed completely. This was to prevent being seen by the three monks during the pursuit.

And the reason why he chose to pursue it was because of the strangeness of the bloody sedan chair on the one hand, and more importantly... when the deadly curse erupted in Wang Baole's body just now, he sensed his own law of joy, and unexpectedly... became active instantly , seems to reflect it.

"Can suppress the law of listening desire..."

"It can activate the regular breath of joy in my body."

"It's not a sedan chair, and the limbs inside are different."

"All of this is summed up, and the answers have been locked in a limited number... and no matter which answer it is, it must be related to... the Lord of Love!" Wang Baole clearly remembered that when his body had just arrived at the second floor At the time of the world, the elders of the Xizhi tribe told him about Xizhu.

Xizhu, because of the influence with the Law of Listening Desire, was targeted by the Master of Listening Desire. Among them, the main force to wipe out the tribe of Xizhi was the monk of the Law of Listening Desire.

And the Lord of Joy among the Seven Emotions was suppressed by the Master of Tingyu...in the city of Tingyu!

No one knows exactly where the suppression is and how it is suppressed, but what is certain is that with the suppression of the Lord of Joy, the Law of Joy gradually withered in the world.