long night walk

Chapter 338

Fang Geyu, who was in a coma at the time and didn't understand the situation, let out a soft snort, with a mocking look in his eyes: "It's a good skill. If you kill Yan Yun under the watchful eyes of everyone, you will be acting out of your will and killing with hatred, not only for yourself To cause trouble, and to cause trouble for Jiujiu, this is a clever move."

Li Jiujiu was confused, and said, "Huh? Then Yanyun...how many days will she have to live?"

Bai Lian quickened his pace a little, and the two people behind him followed quickly. In the desolate darkness, his voice floated from the front, which made one's bones shudder.

"There is no such thing as a few days to live. Yan Yun died, and just now, in her body, I did not feel my blood essence."

Li Jiujiu was shocked by these words, and said in a daze, "Dead... dead?"

Fang Geyu realized it instantly, and his face turned ugly: "Then the other three are probably not alive anymore."

Only then did Li Jiujiu feel scared belatedly, she tremblingly said: "Why did Miao Chen do this? Those three people are all dead, why are they still the same as living people, I can't feel the difference."

Bai Lian shook his head: "I've never heard of such a method, no matter what, don't get too involved with it, avoid it if you can?"

Walking out of the woods, the sight in front of my eyes suddenly opened up, and I walked straight along the lower reaches of the swamp. In the night, there was a faint black mist on the swamp, and sometimes a faint smell. Planting is very barren.

The swamp is not in one piece, but interlaced with most of the field, the color of the field is similar to the swamp, and there is no obvious boundary.

If you step into it, these swamps that look like dead things will be like the mouth of some kind of evil beast, devouring your weight crazily, and dragging you into the bottomless pit of rotting bone and mud.

The dangerous Jedi that should have been invisible, are now full of all kinds of tents.

The tents are stabilized with iron hooks, and the area of ​​the ground is small compared to the area of ​​the swamp. However, the number of practitioners who have arrived here is extremely large. In desperation, most of the tents that are intended for rest and meditation are supported by flying swords at the bottom. This will sink into the mud hole.

Around the tent, monks from all walks of life patrolled in turn, spreading animal repellent powder and ghost-suppressing runes.

"Who is here! Tell us your name!" A patrolling monk saw Bai Li'an and his party, frowning and blocked their way.

Bai Lian and Fang Geyu looked at each other, knowing why so many practitioners gathered here.

In the south of the swamp, there is a crystal-clear river, which is extremely wide and wide.

On the bank of the river, stands a broken river stele. The inscription has long been corroded by the years. In the trembling river, there are no fish and shrimps, but it can clearly reflect the stars, the stars, and the mountains on earth.

This river is the river that divides the first and second realms of Ghost Mountain, Xiaowangchuan.

Only after crossing this small river of forgetfulness can we reach the second realm of Ghost Mountain.

Before Bai Lian could speak, a tall figure emerged from a tent: "Brother Lin, don't take offense, this is my friend, Si Chen."

Mencius came striding forward, looked at Li Jiujiu in surprise, then looked at Bai Li'an with a smile and said, "I knew that with Brother Sichen's ability, he would definitely be able to stay safe in the deserted house."

The vigilance in the eyes of the patrolling monk did not dissipate because of Mencius Fei's enthusiasm for Bai Li'an.

On the contrary, when he heard the word "deserted house", he was more vigilant and even more veiled with hostility.

"So you are the one who solved the first question of the big exam." He sneered dryly, looked Bai Lian up and down, and saw Fang Geyu and Li Jiujiu beside him. It is Kaiyuan Realm.

He suddenly laughed and said: "It's a bit interesting, and he even brought two juniors of Yuan Kaijing with him, heh, if he had understood the test questions in advance, he could solve them alone. Lang Gou is still alive?"

The cultivator surnamed Lin pointed to the river. A hundred meters away from the river, there was a small boat with a small awning, swinging the river and heading towards the other bank.

The distance seems to be only a hundred meters, but in this small river of forgetfulness, it is a world apart.

"Did you see that? It's You Guilang's boat. He's heading to the second realm. No one can cross the river now, and they are all blocked here. If it weren't for your selfishness, telling You Guilang as soon as possible is the first step in this test." Where, the strong practitioners in the city join forces, so why can't He Chou not take down this fierce ghost that endangers the world."

Bai Lian looked at him and said seriously: "You Guilang is a fierce ghost that endangers the world. I don't need to hide this point. You know me and the world knows it. If you have the heart to eliminate ghosts, why do you need others to remind you? It's right there, if you want to go, how can I stop you?"

The monk was speechless for a moment.

You Guilang has a fierce reputation, with cruel methods and extremely powerful strength. If it wasn't for the big exam, who would just make trouble for You Guilang's eyebrows.

Mencius felt embarrassed, and said, "Brother Lin..."

The patrolling monk sneered, obviously not giving him too much face, and said slightly sarcastically: "I know, I know, Mr. Meng is a guest monk of the majestic Young Master Baili of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal League. Naturally, you have to give your friend face. There is no one here. Master, I, Lin Jue, naturally don't even have room for people, it's just that I really don't have any extra tents to keep out the cold."

Most of the cultivators staying here are from various places, and they are all loose cultivators. Ninety percent of the casual cultivators in the world belong to the Myriad Dao Immortal League.

The Myriad Dao Immortal League is a force with the largest number of monks and the widest number of monks among all the immortal sects, but at the same time, there is an extremely obvious shortcoming, that is, it is difficult for these monks to work together.

They only submit to their own upper-class monks, and allies of the same class will appear extremely strange and obstructive in their eyes.

Fang Geyu is usually held by his heels, and he is respected and favored infinitely. He is afraid that he has not been recognized at this moment, so how can he bear such a strange ambiguity.

She snorted coldly, and lightly patted the Qiankun pouch on her waist, and nine shining unicorns carried the golden jade chariot and traveled on the clouds.

Most of the monks in the Myriad Dao Immortal League are bitter cold, relying on the materials distributed in the Immortal League to cultivate, and they have worked hard for hundreds of years, and they have finally made it to the Tuohai Realm.

But even so, where have they seen such a grand and luxurious fairy creature.

Lin Jue was dumbfounded, and the way he looked at Fang Geyu changed greatly.

Good guy, even Miss Lan from Xianmeng can't come up with such a skill.

Fang Ge glanced at him, and sneered disdainfully: "The tents that are so poor are only slept by low-class people like you, but it is really pitiful, there are not even one or two broken tents that can't adapt to the swamp. I really don’t know why you are so complacent.”

She pinched her nose, as if she couldn't bear the smell of Lin Jue, she stepped onto the frame first, waved to Bai Lian Li Jiujiu, and said, "You two don't want to get close to him. , with that sour smell, Miss Ben won't let you come up."

(End of this chapter)