Super villain system

"Everyone, keep up." Mo Bai said to the disciple behind him. The danger is unpredictable among the deep mountains and old forests, so don't leave any talents behind.

They are all here for the first time, and no one knows what demons and ghosts will be encountered along the way.

But Mo Bai was already a person who had died several times in a row. He was dying on the verge of death several times, struggling on the death line, and now he has no scruples.

"Yes!" The disciples responded to Mo Bai's call with a loud voice, as if they were emboldening themselves, and they were giving the team a boost.

Night has fallen, and the dark night sky reveals a seemingly absence of light, just like the calm deep sea without any waves.

The silver-white moonlight is nostalgic for the company of the stars, but it is cold without a trace of tenderness. The floating wind swept the sadness of the moonlight into the embrace of the vast night sky, sinking in this silence.

The bleak atmosphere contrasted with the nervous mood, and the journey of the group of people down the mountain seemed to be extremely long.

The mountain road is rugged, so you don’t have to worry about slipping or other problems when you go up the mountain, but you must always be careful about the possibility of falling when you come down.

The disciples were in awe.

Mo Bai told everyone to be careful as he walked. Walking at night in the endless darkness is not an easy task "Ah!"

Who was behind exclaimed.

Mo Bai hurriedly turned his head and stepped forward to check the situation: "What's the matter?"

Everyone was panicked.

Several people stared with big eyes and looked at the people around them without any trouble, trying to find the source of the sound.

"A junior stumbled, and it's okay." The person next to him helped up the wrestling junior and got up to reply.

Everyone exhaled heavily and finally relieved.

Because in this strange place, I am really afraid that something unknown will pop up.

"If the injury is not serious, continue on the road." Mo Bai said, and he was relieved.

"Yes, yes."

No one spoke any more, and with Mo Bai's order, the noise just now became quiet.

In this way, there were no other twists and turns on the way down the mountain, and I passed the road safely.

Mo Bai thought about the things he had just discovered halfway up the mountain.

Dilapidated temple.

Desolate.

Dilapidated institution.

Everything is based on emotion and reason, but there is something weird that can't be said.

Mo Bai knew that he hadn't thought about this problem clearly when he went down the mountain.

Weird?

What is weird?

It's really mind-blowing.

But fortunately, it was confirmed that all the institutions here are dilapidated, and it is probably something left by a predecessor, at least not for them.

It is easy to handle if it is not a newly established agency.Mo Bai confirmed this, and his depression along the way disappeared slightly.

"You can be considered as coming down!" The old man pulled Mo Bai with a passionate voice, and almost burst into tears. "Have you found anything? How is the situation ahead? Are you optimistic? Can you move forward?

The few questions the old man left behind made Mo Bai a little confused.

"Come slowly, not in a hurry."

Mo Bai calmly withdrew the hand held by the old man, helping to make sense of the old man's constant panting because of excitement, and then the trembling back.

Mo Bai said in an exaggerated tone: "The situation above is dangerous. There are agencies everywhere. I was really dead and life hanging by a thread. There are two big beasts at the entrance of the temple. I have never seen them. They are all white and have huge teeth. Fangs, bloody mouth opens..."

When the old man heard it, his eyes whited, and he was about to faint.

Mo Bai secretly screamed bad, and quickly supported him.

"Oh, old man, I'm just talking to you for fun, don't you dizzy!" Mo Bai reached out and pinched the old man.

After a long while, the old man finally woke up. It was obvious that he had heard Mo Bai's messy words before falling asleep, and he was about to hit him with a cane.

Mo Bai groaned, but the wind was blowing at his feet, and he joked with the old man: "Look at this body is not strong, don't you feel dizzy!"

The old man chased him in a hurry, exhausted all his energy, and unilaterally stopped this battle, "Good boy, I will teach you another day, you tell me what's going on."

Mo Bai didn't dare to hide it again this time, and told him what he had seen.

"I walked to the temple, but I didn't see anything else. I felt strange, so I wandered outside the temple..."

"Say the key point." The old man knocked on the ground with a cane, stopping Mo Bai's subsequent long talk.

"Well," Mo Bai touched his gray nose, rubbing his nose at this moment, "I found out that the institutions here are all years old, not like new ones. The ones we encountered before are probably all shabby. Agency."

But there was a pause, and then he said, "But you have to enter the temple to know what is going on."

Having said that, Mo Bai's expression also became serious.

Chapter 467

"So, then go up and have a look at him." The old man also said seriously.

The frowning brows betrayed his inner worries, but now that he is here, what can be done to shrink back.

The white beard was blown by the wind, the old man stroked it with his hand at will, and then he looked resolute and led everyone to the destination.

A disciple was sympathetic to the elderly: "Master, it's getting late, why don't we rest on the spot and leave tomorrow morning?"

The old man’s face showed unprecedented persistence, “It’s not too late, we should leave as soon as possible.

"Master--" The disciple wanted to persuade something more.

"I have decided, don't need to persuade," the old man seemed to have really made a huge determination this time, his expression was awe-inspiring and his tone was firm.

"The teacher knows that you are thinking about the teacher, but as Mo Bai said, the bones of the teacher are still clean, this old bone is not as useful as you think."

The old man seemed to be pleased to look at the group of disciples he had cultivated so hard underneath. He didn't know that they were thinking about him.

Mo Bai was suddenly caught by the cue. He was holding grass in his mouth, and he watched leisurely the drama of mentoring and apprenticeship, and he was ready to squeeze two tears to agree.