Qianqian looked up overhead, the night sky was blank, but there was a lone moon, and the stars all shimmered timidly in its distance, and carefully faded into the farther and deeper space.

Perhaps there will never be a win or a loss, but the roaring river rushed forward again and again, slapping the rocks like crazy, stirring up a thousand layers of water, and then forced to turn around, hugging and kissing the waves that followed behind.

At this time, the monks took the loot one after another, performed light feats, jumped over, and disappeared without a trace. Qianqian waited for a long time, but didn't see the figure of Wenren Yehan, only a moment of effort, Qianqian's heart was hung in the air: why didn't he come back? Could something happen to him? Or went...

"Xiao Hei, lead the way to the Forest of the Dead!" Qianqian was so anxious that her chest was panting like a bellows, and her heart was like frying oil.

"It's the master, you must be careful, you must run when you see a female ghost. When Xiao Hei thought of the female ghost, he only felt a touch of coldness pass through his back.

"Master, it's too dangerous, let's not go. Cher had never hesitated, worried, and uneasy like a nylon rope that was getting longer and longer and twisting around her.

"What's the matter, Xue'er, didn't you say that I can't invade all kinds of poisons, and I shouldn't be afraid of miasma, I'll just take a look near the Forest of the Dead, and I won't go in." So many Jindan monks have gone and never returned, don't worry, I won't take any chances. Qianqian said comforting Cher.

"But master, as soon as I sensed a certain place in the Ten Thousand Beasts River, I felt a strong sense of oppression and deep fear. Cher said anxiously. Qianqian motioned to it not to worry.

Under the vast and deep night sky, I saw a pretty figure perform light skills, leap forward, and explore the Ten Thousand Beasts River, like a dragonfly touching the water, touching the water surface with the toes, and jumping again, until it stopped near an island on the river. Qianqian stood softly on the surface of the water, staring at the island in front of her that was shrouded in thick black air, and the trees on the island were stacked on top of each other. From time to time, there was a sound of "crunch, crunch...".

"Master, this is it. Be careful. Xiao Hei shook his head and jumped in the space bag of Qianqian.

Looking towards the shore of the island, small insects with green wings with light shells frolicked and played in swarms on the water's shore, revealing a faint fluorescence. On the head of the insect, there is a beautiful transparent thin shell, like a little girl wearing a thin scarf like cicada wings. The insect is slender and gentle, and its small red bead-like eyes can be seen through its thin shell.

At this time, Qianqian was already stunned, they were so beautiful like fireflies, so she reached over and wanted to catch a few to enjoy.

"Master, don't, they're poisonous, I've seen them fly over the corpse, and as soon as they land on the corpse's face, the corpse's face turns black. The little black face was even darker, and the sweat on the little head rolled like beans, afraid that these broken insects would take on their little master.

When Qianqian heard these words, she was like ascending to the immortal realm, like taking the elixir, and every cell from head to toe was excited: "Hahahahaha, you little black is so afraid of death, didn't I tell you, I am invincible, Xue'er said." So as if he had to prove himself, Qianqian grabbed a handful of insects with one hand, only to see the beautiful insects shining in the palms of his hands, fluttering left and right to escape, and the little dust that shook off the insects fell on Qianqian's palms, which did not play its due role at all.

Xue'er stretched out her little head and observed: "Hey, master, this seems to be a fluorescent bug." You catch some more and put them in the bottle, we can use them as lighting. It is indeed poisonous, and the insect powder on the body can poison people into a coma. ”

"That's great!" Qianqian immediately took out a transparent bottle from his pocket, grabbed a few with a wave of his hand and threw them in. So he took the bottle and looked around, as if there was no danger.

At this time, Qianqian had already circled the outside of the island, not only did she not hear the shadow of the cold people, but she didn't even see a single figure, and it was surprisingly dead.

"Xiao Hei, where is the female ghost you are talking about, I haven't seen a single figure. Qianqian asked Xiao Hei suspiciously.

"This, obviously she was still crying a few days ago, and when she saw creatures biting, gnawing and killing, where did she go?" Xiao Hei was also a second monk who was confused.

"Since we don't know where we're going, let's take a look inside when we're all here, we don't have to go too deep, how about we withdraw when we encounter danger?"

"Master, whatever you decide, we will follow you!" Cher said sincerely.

"Master, so am I!" Xiao Hei nodded heavily.

The first time Qianqian saw this island, she wanted to go in, hesitated for a while, and finally decided: Forest of the Dead, I came in.

At this time, Qianqian had already released the fluorescent insect on the island, ready to penetrate the woods, walking cautiously, staring with bated breath, and her heart was pounding.

I saw a plane tree in front of me, with a white trunk, smooth bark, and large leaves. The sycamore has seeds, black, the size of green beans, and the sycamore seeds sit on a scoop-shaped bract, like a group of passengers sitting on a small boat, sometimes swaying with the wind, like a boat jolting with the waves.

Qianqian jumped onto the plane tree, glancing down with a pair of sharp eyes. I saw that the fog was slow, and the miasma pushed over one after another. I saw a few fiery red things shuttling back and forth in the mist, Qianqian's expression suddenly tightened, carefully picking at the trunk of the tree, not daring to breathe, and standing quietly observing.

After observing for a long time and not making any special discoveries, Qianqian used her spiritual consciousness to communicate with Xiao Hei and Xue'er: "There are patches of white fog here, I can't see clearly, do you have any solutions?"

"Master, I can see clearly, I could have created white fog, they can't block my vision at all, you can use my eyes to find the way. Xiao Hei suggested.

Qianqian immediately transferred his divine sense to the eyes of his contract demon beast Xiao Hei, and instantly felt that the surroundings became clear, and several fiery red clouds in front of him were already clear: ghost fire. I saw the rows of tombstones below standing like ghosts.

Qianqian jumped down and walked towards the nearest tombstone, only to see that there was nothing on the tombstone. At this time, Qianqian wondered: Who made these tombstones, and why are there no tombstones?

Suddenly, a few black shadows in front of her walked towards this side, and Qianqian immediately jumped back to the slightly higher trunk of the tree, hiding in the leaves of the sycamore tree.

At this time, four children wearing red belly pockets carried a big red coffin, and in a flash of seconds, they came to the bottom of Qianqian, and then stopped their steps. I saw that they were about 1 meter tall, each with a little cinnabar on their eyebrows, two green snail-like buns coiled on both sides, and vermilion lips emitted a laugh of "hehehehe..."

After a while, the coffin lid opened automatically, and Qianqian glanced down curiously, but there was nothing in the coffin. At this moment, the four girls disappeared in place, and Qianqian looked around, puzzled. Suddenly, a huge suction force pulled towards Qianqian, Qianqian couldn't exert her strength, and was at the mercy of it, and the next second she was already lying in the coffin, and the vermilion lid "snapped" and closed it heavily.

This coffin is so strong and strong, and the thousands of sacrifices to the falling dust sword have not been split, and fear strikes in an instant. It didn't take long for the body to stop shaking, and the four girls took Qianqian to a place where it was convenient to put it down. After a long time, there was no movement, and Qianqian became irritable: "Hey, is there anyone? Let me out..."

"Master, they are real ghosts, a ghost spirit. Xue'er's voice came, and Qianqian's mouth opened into an O-shape.

I saw Xue'er swooping out of the black jade plaque, and the main body appeared in front of Qianqian's eyes, a small silkworm moth: "Master, I can shrink and fly out to see, I'll see if I can help you open the coffin." ”

Qianqian nodded heavily, and immediately put her divine sense on Xue'er's eyes.

At this point, Cher's body became smaller and smaller, and it stopped when it was the size of a thin needle. I saw Xue'er fly in the direction of the air flowing in, and slowly flew out of the coffin.

At this time, I saw that in the cave of Nuoda, rows and rows of vermilion coffins were neatly arranged, and a total of 9 coffins were counted, but no one was seen. Xue'er flew around the cave at Qianqian's signal, and found nothing special. Anxiously urging mana and trying to open the coffin lid was also useless.

"You're not doing it right. An old voice rang out.

Cher looked around vigilantly, but still didn't find anyone.

The old voice came again: "Don't look for it, come out first." Hurry up and take advantage of their absence. ”

"How can I get out?" and Qianqian instantly had hope.

"There was a talisman drawn with cinnabar under the coffin, I tore it and quickly came out. You alone are not his opponents, tear ours together. The old voice urged.

Xue'er suspiciously came to Qianqian's coffin, and really found a yellow talisman painted with cinnabar, and tore it open with her little hand. Qianqian lifted the coffin lid in an instant, and leaped out.

"Where are you, senior?" asked Qianqian.

"You're the first one on the right, hurry up. The old man's voice said anxiously.

Qianqian immediately went over, stretched out his hand down, and another yellow talisman fell.

At this time, as soon as the vermilion coffin lid fell to the ground, a gray-haired, slender and tall old man appeared in front of Qianqian. "Thank you Xiaoyou for rescuing me, my name is Cangyazi, and I am a Yuanying monk, what is the girl's name?"

"Wow, hello senior, you can just call me Qianqian, Qianqian took the liberty to ask, how could the senior be trapped here?" asked Qianqian puzzled.

"It's a long story, let's hurry up and get the others out, or it'll be too late. After finishing speaking, Cangyazi's predecessor lifted all the yellow talismans under the coffin with a gust of wind. Time passed minute by minute, and no one came out of the other coffins, Qianqian and Cangyazi walked towards the nearest coffin suspiciously, only to see that there was only one skeleton left in the coffin. Cangyazi angrily looked at the other coffins, checking them one by one, but there was no one alive.

"Hehehehehehehe... Stupid, did you escape?" Suddenly, a shrill male voice pierced the eardrums, causing thousands of heads to buzz.