The escape of the Netherworld Ghost Bat is indeed a very unlucky thing for Ma Yunhui, because Ma Yunhui has not recovered at this time. Even though he has earth-shaking skills, he can only stay quietly on the chuáng before his body recovers.

But the strength of this Nether Ghost Bat is not much weaker than that of the third-level powerful person in the ordinary Confucian Mirror. In other words, in addition to Ma Yunhui, there are still two or three people in the world who can balance this young Nether Ghost Bat. If it is allowed to start a massacre in Baifeng City...will that be miserable?

What worried Gang Ye the most was that once the ghost beast, a petty spirit beast, has an unsuccessful experience of revenge, it will cunningly shift its target and point the sharp blade of revenge at its relatives and friends around the target. However, this ghost bat is not yet adult, so it does not have the ability to distinguish breath.

In this case, if this ghost bat goes crazy, it is probably that millions of people in the Baifeng City will die at least one tenth of them! Because according to its existing strength, it will be almost the limit to massacre hundreds of thousands of people at one time. The seemingly hard buildings in the city are basically no different from paper to it.

Having a premonition of this danger, Gang Ye didn't dare to let Ma Yunhui go out for adventure casually... Yes, Gang Ye didn't have the awareness of the savior. As long as Ma Yunhui survived well, no matter how many people died outside him?!

Therefore, Gang Ye did not tell Ma Yunhui about this habit of the Netherworld Ghost Bat, but said to Ma Yunhui very calmly: "The Netherworld Ghost Bat has suffered twice in your hands. As long as its head is not funny, it should not cause trouble for you again. You can stay here with peace of mind. At worst, you can find a chance to catch it next time. There is no need to go out and take risks now."

When it comes to Gang Master, considering his current physical condition, Ma Yunhui, who has no knowledge of the Netherworld Ghost Bat, nodded naturally and agreed.

Unfortunately, what Ma Yunhui and Gang Ye didn't expect was that just one second after Ma Yunhui nodded and responded, the wooden door that had just been closed by Ma Yunhong was knocked open by a white shadow and violent way, "Bang~Click~!"

The wood chips flew over, and a hole appeared on the door that was enough to accommodate ordinary local dogs in and out of free. Ma Yunhui didn't even have a chance to react. Then he suddenly felt a chill in his body and something in his arms...

Ma Yunhui, who looked extremely surprised, subconsciously looked down and saw that he didn't throw the Nether Ghost Bat that hit him directly! This... what's going on?!

The Netherworld Ghost Bat, who had fought hard to escape from the underground single training room, actually lay quietly in his arms like a newly born puppy, motionless as if he had fallen asleep!

Ma Yunhui was completely stunned by this sudden scene. Even Ma Yunhong, who was still frightened, subconsciously widened his eyes and stared at the Netherworld Ghost Bat in Ma Yunhui's arms...

The atmosphere in the room completely solidified at this moment. After more than ten seconds, Ma Yunhong said dazedly: "Ten... Thirteenth Brother, did you raise this bat?"

"...No." Ma Yunhui held the cold and bone-black Netherworld Ghost Bat. Pantuǐ sat on the couch and almost didn't dare to move, because he knew that if something happened at this time, as long as the Netherworld Ghost Bat moved a bone knife on its body, it would almost kill him directly!

Therefore, after hearing Ma Yunhong's dazed question, Ma Yunhui could only sit cross-legged on the couch like a clay-sculpted Bodhisattva, then opened his mouth at a very small scale, and replied somewhat dullly: "I...I have never had the habit of raising bats..."

When he heard Ma Yunhui's answer, the panic on Ma Yunhong's face became much heavier. Since this bat was not raised by Ma Yunhui, why did it pounce on Ma Yunhui's arms and stay?!

After finally calming down, Ma Yunhong looked at the Netherworld Ghost Bat in his arms with anxiety, and then, like a thief, asked Ma Yunhui in a very low voice: "Then... Thirteenth Brother, what should I do now?"

"Go and look for Cheng Gong immediately!" Ma Yunhui said without hesitation: "Come Cheng Gong Gong over!"

"Well, I'll call Cheng Gong to come here now." Ma Yunhong quickly agreed, but just as he stepped across the threshold with one foot, he turned around with great concern and said, "Brother Thirteenth, you must hold it!"

Ma Yunhui didn't want to hold it, but the Nether Ghost Bat lying in his arms obviously would not give him any reason not to hold it up... For his own life, for the Heavenly King Legion that was waiting for him to return, and for the Tiangang Sect that was ready to rise again... He had to hold it up if he didn't!

Ma Yunhui sat cross-legged on the chuáng couch and didn't dare to move. After Ma Yunhong ran wildly to find Cheng Xian'er, he couldn't help asking Mr. Gang, "Mr. Gang, what's going on?"

"How could I know what's going on?" Gang Ye replied very simply: "Is there something wrong with this beast? Why are you running away in your arms if you have nothing to do?!"

"..." Gang Ye's answer completely dispelled Ma Yunhui's idea of ​​asking questions. Obviously, Gang Ye, who has always given Ma Yunhui a knowledgeable and almost incompetent feeling, also has fields that he himself has never touched. This knowledge about the Nether Ghost Bat is a small part of the knowledge that Gang Ye lacks.

The Netherworld Ghost Bat seemed to be asleep in Ma Yunhui's arms, but looking at its sharp claws and bone knife that were violently in the air, Ma Yunhui still did not dare to act rashly.

The only thing he can do now is to stabilize his emotions and wait patiently for Cheng Xian'er to arrive. After all, Cheng Xian'er is the only one among the people around Ma Yunhui who knows something about the Netherworld Ghost Bat.

Fortunately, Ma Yunhong did not disappoint Ma Yunhui. Less than three minutes after jogging out of the room, Ma Yunhong appeared in front of Ma Yunhui in the room with Cheng Xian'er.

"Cheng Gong, look at my Thirteenth Brother..." He led Cheng Xian'er into the room where Ma Yunhui was. Ma Yunhong pointed at the Nether Ghost Bat in Ma Yunhui's arms with a helpless look and said in a panic: "I don't know what's going on with this big bat. Suddenly he ran into my Thirteenth Brother's arms and stopped moving!"

Ma Yunhong's voice was suppressed very low by himself. But it was enough for Cheng Xian'er to hear everything he said. Even Cheng Xian'er could hear the vibrato of Ma Yunhong when he spoke clearly.

Seeing Cheng Xian'er's arrival, Ma Yunhui did not feel any panic. He nodded at Cheng Xian'er with a wry smile and said hello. Then he raised his chin slightly and signaled Cheng Xian'er to look at the ghost bat in his arms.

Then Ma Yunhui said, "This guy didn't know what was going on, but suddenly he ran into my arms and stopped moving. Xian'er, do you know what's going on?"

"...Is there a little guess. But I can't confirm it yet." Cheng Xian'er hesitated for a moment before asking in a very low voice: "Can you act normally now? For example, raising your hand or something."

On the way before, Ma Yunhong had already briefly explained Ma Yunhui's situation to her, so Cheng Xian'er also knew that something seemed to have happened to Ma Yunhui's body and she was unable to move normally at the moment.

Hearing Cheng Xian'er's inquiry, Ma Yunhui nodded and replied: "The physical damage has not yet recovered, but it should be fine if you move your hands and feet."

"Okay." After Ma Yunhui's clear answer, Cheng Xian'er also took a deep breath and said, "You will slowly lift your right hand up now and move it to the position between the back of the Netherworld Ghost Bat."

Yunhui did not ask Cheng Xian'er what he wanted to do. He simply followed Cheng Xian'er's command and slowly moved his right hand to the top of the Netherworld Ghost Bat's head. After a while of adjustment, his right palm appeared between the back of the Netherworld Ghost Bat's head and body. I don't know if this is his neck?

"The body of the Netherworld Ghost Bat is very perverted. Only the position under your palm is its most sensitive part." It was not until Ma Yunhui was ready that Cheng Xian'er said: "According to the records in my Flame Palace, this part of the Netherworld Ghost Bat will not be touched easily. Otherwise, it will attract crazy attacks from the Netherworld Ghost Bat, and the consequences are unimaginable, especially the female Netherworld Ghost Bat's reaction is the greatest."

As soon as Cheng Xian'er said this, Ma Yunhong, who was standing behind her, changed his face, but just as he was about to speak out to stop him, Cheng Xian'er continued: "However, the ghost bat in your arms is in a very weak state. Its physical strength has only recovered by less than 20% at most."

"So, I'm sure that before it does any adverse behavior to you, stopping all its actions will at least ensure that your life will not be thrown away inexplicably... Do you believe me?"

After talking about the complete situation, Cheng Xian'er suddenly asked Ma Yunhui a very abrupt question.

When Ma Yunhui heard this question, he nodded directly and said, "Of course I believe you, Xian'er, don't hesitate anymore. Tell me what to do. This guy's body is like a piece of everlasting ice, it's so cold!"

"The Netherworld Ghost Bat itself is a unique spirit beast whose body temperature is between minus 19 degrees Celsius and minus 22 degrees Celsius all year round, so its cold body is a normal phenomenon." Cheng Xian'er swept Ma Yunhui's blindness and then said: "Now you slowly put your right palm on its sensitive part, be careful that the speed must be slow. It is best to move one millimeter per second when it is about three centimeters close to the target position, so that it cannot feel any threat."

As he said that, Cheng Xian'er walked to Ma Yunhui very gently and stood sideways, "I'm here watching its reaction. Before I say stop, you should follow the method I said before. Remember to slow down and move gently!"

Yunhui nodded and said, although Cheng Xian'er had not told him why the Netherworld Ghost Bat had this situation until now, out of trust in her, he still resisted the question and did not ask it because he knew that Cheng Xian'er would definitely tell him the whole story.

When it comes to taming the Netherworld Ghost Bat, Cheng Xian'er has knowledge that Ma Yunhui does not have, which destined that Ma Yunhui could only act according to Cheng Xian'er's command.

Following Cheng Xian'er's guidance, he slowly dropped his palms at an extremely slow speed, and slowly landed towards the sensitive area of ​​the Netherworld Ghost Bat.

During this process, not only Ma Yunhui's nerves were tense to the limit, but Cheng Xian'er, Ma Yunhong on the side, and even Gang Ye in his mind were all excited and closely watched all the movements of the Netherworld Ghost Bat.

The palm of his right hand kept approaching the sensitive part of the Netherworld Ghost Bat. Ma Yunhui noticed that when the palm of his hand landed less than two centimeters away, Cheng Xian'er had slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the short sword at his waist, ready to take action at any time.

But Cheng Xian'er did not pull the dagger out of the scabbard, because she knew that if she drew the dagger, the bloody smell on the sword would prick the ghost bat of the underworld and storm.

Perhaps the Netherworld Ghost Bat could not hurt Ma Yunhui who was holding it. But Cheng Xian'er also understood that if her guess was completely correct, then the current situation was actually Ma Yunhui's best chance to conquer this Netherworld Ghost Bat!

From the time Ma Yunhui raised his right hand to the palm of his right hand that actually touched the fine white fluff on the body surface of the Netherworld Ghost Bat, the whole process lasted for nearly five minutes.

When Ma Yunhui touched the soft fluff, Cheng Xian'er's nerves also tensed to the limit at this moment.

The Netherworld Ghost Bat, who was held in Ma Yunhui's arms, seemed to have suddenly been electrocuted, and suddenly woke up from his sleep and looked up at Ma Yunhui who had already placed his hand on its sensitive part!

At this moment, Cheng Xian'er, who had only experience in books, almost couldn't help but pull the short sword out of the scabbard. Ma Yunhong also tightened his fist and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

Everyone's mood was in his throat at this moment, but the action that suddenly looked up next to the Netherworld Ghost Bat made Cheng Xian'er completely relax.

After a glance at Ma Yunhui, the Netherworld Ghost Bat looked like a puppy who was only lying in his master's arms and being caressed by his master. Not only did his head just lifted down again, but his face, which had four eyes, looked very enjoyable...

Seeing such a strange and surprising scene, Ma Yunhui's mouth widened and wider. Only after he could stuff a fist in, he suddenly looked at Cheng Xian'er, who was also happy. He could no longer help but curiosity in his heart and asked Cheng Xian'er: "Xian'er, what's wrong with this...!"

"Congratulations." Cheng Xian'er did not answer Ma Yunhui's inquiry directly, but nodded at Ma Yunhui with a smile and said, "It seems that this ghost bat of the Netherworld has accepted you. If there is no unexpected situation in the future, it will be inseparable from you!"

"Really?" Ma Yunhui was stunned for a moment, and then a burst of unspeakable ecstasy surged in his heart. Successfully taming the Nether Ghost Bat not only means that he has an extra strange pet, but more importantly, there is an extra master around him who can even compete with him!

When Ma Yunhui first discovered this ghost bat and considered taming it, he had already thought of this situation. The benefits a ghost bat of the ghost bat could bring him were simply too many to count!

Especially in such a tense and sensitive period, there is an extra Nether Ghost Bat in his own camp that is comparable to the third-level powerhouse of the Continuing God Mirror. Is there any more to say about the benefits of this?!

Looking down at the Netherworld Ghost Bat in his arms that was sleeping like a puppy, Ma Yunhui's face was not concealed at all. He was really happy.

Because this ghost bat is not an ordinary ghost bat, like Ma Yunhui, it is also an existence that has been ignored by the passage law, or in other words, he and this ghost bat have been completely integrated into the passageway in the dictionary of the passage law and have become part of the passageways of the world.

In other words, in Ma Yunhui's upcoming robbery career, he will have an extra free thug, and with the addition of the Netherworld Ghost Bat, to be honest, any other intelligent life planet except Guiyuan Realm is already available.

A Ma Yunhui who can fight head-on with the ninth level of the Fengshen Mirror, plus a Netherworld Ghost Bat who can now fight against the third level of the Fengshen Mirror, may even compete with the Guiyuan Mirror's strongest man in the future. If such a combination cannot sweep across those intelligent life planets, it can only mean that Ma Yunhui, the leader of the Tiangang Sect, is too cowardly.

Moreover, with the addition of the Netherworld Ghost Bat, Ma Yunhui had the ability to challenge the general sects even in Guiyuan Realm. For example, the first-class sect of Qianqing Sect may no longer be able to stop Ma Yunhui's actions.

This means that Ma Yunhui is now truly qualified to go to Guiyuan Realm to break into the Dàng. If such a large Guiyuan Realm can still pose a threat to him, there may be two situations left.

One is to be beaten up, and the other is to have a strong man with Guiyuan Jing intervene.

However, the probability of these two possible events is actually not high, because Ma Yunhui and Netherworld Ghost Bat, who have the ability to freely shuttle through the passage, would stay there stupidly waiting for others to come and beat or chase?!
Chapter completed!