Chapter 1380

"Not the same sedan chair?" There was a faint flash in Wang Bao's eyes, staring at the bloody sedan car slowly approaching from a distance. Looking at the inner curtain, it stretched out irregularly, as if with the left hand of the sedan car, the bottom of his heart was filled with thoughts.

While thinking here, the bloody sedan chair also came slowly, close to Wang Baole's side, as if to walk by.

Wangbaole stood there, looked coldly, then shook his body and took the initiative to avoid.

For him, the ferocity in the bloody sedan car constantly fluctuated his mind. Wangbaole knew that the sedan car was very dangerous.

Although he is not vulgar, Wang Baole doesn't want to get involved in this unnecessary danger easily, so he chose to avoid it, but... His avoidance has no effect.

Even if it retreated dozens of feet, the bloody sedan chair seemed to lock it and change its direction, but it still came.

This made Wang Baole's eyebrows raised and retreated a little. He found that there was no effect. After he was locked, he simply stood where he was and did not retreat. His eyes were colder and colder.

And the sedan chair was the same as the first one he met at the beginning. At this moment, when Wang Baole paused, it blurred directly, and then appeared in front of Wang Baole. There was no pause, but it suddenly stopped at the moment when he was about to cross with Wang Baole.

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

So close, Wang Baole smelled some slight bloody smell, which was a little different from the first one he met at the beginning.

Even when you look carefully, you can see that there is blood seeping through the wooden cracks on the edge of the bloody sedan chair, and when you look across the sedan chair, you can see the way it comes, sometimes there will be blood dripping on the ground, which continues to form a line.

Maybe it's the existence in the sedan chair, its own blood, or... It's on the way over the flower bridge, devouring the monks who saw its existence and sprinkling their blood.

At the moment, with the pause of the sedan chair, the cold light in Wang Bao's eyes suddenly thickened, retreated again, and tried to distance himself. But the area where he was in seemed to be distorted and affected. No matter how he retreated, the distance between the sedan chair and him had not changed at all.

"Got me?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and simply stopped retreating. Instead, his mind dispersed and shrouded around. After confirming that there was no one here, he stared at the sedan chair beside him. The light of danger in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, in the halted bloody sedan chair, the left hand at the curtain slowly stopped shaking, but the index finger was in front, gently approaching Wang Baole's eyebrows, as if to touch.

In the process, a strange force seemed to spread in the palm of his hand. Wang Baole instantly felt that the notes of the law of listening and desire in his body had the meaning of being suppressed, as if in this moment, he had lost his flexibility and wanted to sleep.

This point, when he met the first bloody sedan chair, because the power of the law of hearing desire in his body was thin, it was far less powerful than it is now, so he didn't feel so clear, but at the moment, this feeling was very strong.

It's as if the other party has the ability to restrain the law of listening.

"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, which was exaggerated.

Looking from a distance, as the fingers approached, the bloody nails on them also exuded a magical light, and the corners of Wang Baole's mouth were more cracked. At the moment when the two sides were very close, Wang Baole suddenly opened his mouth. In an instant, his mouth was so exaggerated that it was incredible that he could devour the whole bloody sedan, and swallowed it violently towards the bloody sedan.

Almost at the moment he swallowed it, his bloody fingers also touched Wang Baole's body. Silently, Wang Baole's body suddenly vibrated, and he felt a fatal curse. With the touch of the other party's fingers, he rushed into his body without any obstruction, to completely destroy his own spirit and everything.

But the power of the law of appetite, Wang Baole has practiced to the degree of gluttony, and has been nurtured for so long. Although he is not as good as the owner of appetite, his existence is also above all gluttony.

Not to mention, he also has the personality of noumenon. Although this kind of fatal, powerful and amazing, it is unrealistic to want to destroy Wang Baole at once.

Therefore, even if the fatal curse rushed into Wang Baole's body and broke out, it only made Wang Baole backward and spewed a mouthful of black blood.

That black blood is a curse.

While retreating, Wang Baole also suddenly looked up, with some blood in his eyes, and his eyes flashed strongly, looking at the bloody sedan chair.

Now the sedan chair is also shaking. Some areas of the wood on it are directly broken and sunken. If you look carefully, you can see that the sunken places are connected together, which is a tooth print.

It seemed to be aware of Wang Baole's difficulties. The fingers outside the curtain slowly retracted, and the sedan chair that stopped there was also lifted up again and drifted away to the distance.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and looked at the far away sedan chair. After a few breaths of silence, he had made a decision. In a flash, he didn't leave, but chased up.

But in this pursuit, his appearance changed rapidly, and soon the whole person and his breath changed completely, in order to prevent being seen by the three major monks in the process of pursuit.

The reason why he chose to pursue was, on the one hand, the strangeness of the bloody sedan chair, and more importantly... When the fatal curse broke out in Wang Baole's body just now, he noticed his own rule of joy, and unexpectedly... Instantly became active, as if it was reflected in it.

"Can suppress the law of listening..."

"It can cause the activity of the happy rule breath in my body."

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

"All these together, the answer has been locked in a limited number... And no matter which answer, it must be related to... Loving the Lord!" Wang Baole clearly remembers that when his body just came to the second world, the elder of the Xizhi tribe told him about Xizhu.

Xi Lord, because of its influence on the law of listening to desire, was targeted by the law of listening to desire, and the main force to destroy Xi tribe was the friar of the law of listening to desire.

And the joy Lord in the seven emotions was suppressed by the Lord of desire to listen... The city of desire to listen!

No one knows where and how to suppress it, but what is certain is that as the Lord of joy is suppressed, the law of joy gradually withers in the world.