"If you have a family, this is a family......"

The drunk man said vaguely while drinking.

Then he turned his face to one side, in the ruins beside him, there were many vague figures walking aimlessly, as if they had lost their souls, if Jin Lian'er or the people from Jin Lian Peak were here, they would definitely be startled when they saw those figures, because Jin Fushen was walking there, Elder Zong was also walking there, and Elder Ge was also holding Pan Xiaohu's hand, walking......

"Come on, you're only one day away......"

The drunken man looked up in the direction of the second platform and continued to drink, his confused eyes full of anticipation.

"Be careful!"

"Slow down!"

"Brother Meng is more poisoned than us, and he has refined so many Dan ......"

On the way to the third platform, a group of people carried a person on a stretcher, walking cautiously, two graceful women walked on both sides of the stretcher, from time to time glanced at the person lying on the stretcher, his eyes were full of concern.

The man lying on the stretcher closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in a light sleep.

The person on the stretcher was naturally Meng Fan, and everyone was moved by his act of testing the poison himself, and spontaneously cut down a tree at the edge of the dense forest, made a stretcher, and lifted him up, regardless of whether he was happy or not.

The stretcher is also very horizontal, like a sedan chair that can be reclined.

The cool breeze in the cave, the pure aura is scattered, and the scenery in the cave is bizarre, making him look like a wealthy son, who is sitting in a sedan chair to play in the mountains and rivers, accompanied by a family maid.

And Zhao Changshou is at the forefront, like an old housekeeper.

"That kid is really good at enjoying it!" Lingyun Sect's comprehension intention looked at Meng Fan from behind, and couldn't help but secretly admire, after walking for a while, the people of Golden Lotus Peak beckoned the disciples of Lingyun Sect to help carry the sedan chair, and the disciples of Lingyun Sect walked over without hesitation, and did not ask for empathetic opinions.

"Isn't it the uncle who owes money?" muttered a little dissatisfied.

At this time, Meng Fan did not lie on the sedan chair to enjoy the happiness, he was attracted by a strange thing.

"What are those stars?"

Meng Fan squinted at the sky above and muttered to himself.

After he was infected with a variety of toxins, he discovered a strange thing, I don't know when, on the top of the cave appeared a lot of small stars shining with purple rays, he walked all the way, those little stars also followed him all the way, as if there was life, carefully counted, the number is exactly the same as his group, one star is brighter than the others.

He also asked Song Zheliu if he could see anything on it, but Song Zheliu said that it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.

"Stop, stop!"

"The third floor has arrived!"

After a while, someone suddenly shouted, and the crowd stopped.

In front of everyone, there was a vast white mist, exuding a mysterious aura, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

There is a stone tablet erected not far ahead, which reads: The third layer of heaven, Dou.

"Let's ......" Zhao Changshou opened his mouth, intending to give orders, but then looked behind him and asked Jin Lian'er, "Lian'er, shall we go in directly, or take a rest?"

Jin Lian'er didn't think about it, and asked Meng Fan directly, "Meng Xun, can we go in now?"

Everyone present also focused their eyes on Meng Fan, and they all looked like they were looking at him.

Meng Fan raised his head on the sedan chair, glanced at the white mist, and found nothing abnormal, for the sake of safety, he used the Dream Dao Technique to swim in, and there was nothing abnormal.

But he didn't quite trust the judgment of Dream Dao anymore.

On the first floor, he didn't perceive any danger, but those illusions appeared without warning, and there must be unexpected dangers here.

"Everybody pay more attention. Meng Fan looked at Bai Wu and said, "Let's go together, don't disperse, let's go in!"

Only then did everyone walk into the white mist, and a warm breath came to their faces, making people feel comfortable, as if bathed in the steam at just the right temperature, the fatigue was swept away, and the soles of the feet were extremely flat, as if walking on a flat and smooth marble slate.

Just as everyone was relaxing, something strange happened unexpectedly.

"Your mother is sick and dead, and you haven't even gone back to see her, you are not worthy of cultivation!"

"You are a coward, you obviously like your junior sister, but you let her get along with your senior brother!"

"Are you unhappy in your life? Fail in your life, die, you don't have to worry when you die!"

The white mist beside everyone suddenly flowed rapidly, and a faint figure condensed out of the white mist, unable to see the facial features clearly, only the shape of a person, pointing at the group, and kept saying something that made people depressed, and soon someone had a mental breakdown, kneeling on the ground and crying.

"I'm not human, I'm an animal!"

"I'm not human, I'm really a coward!"

"I want to die so much, I'm so tired of living, and I owe money, it's better to die!"

More and more people couldn't hold it, showing all kinds of negative postures, the sedan chair that Meng Fan was riding in was also put down, Jin Lian'er also cried, kept saying sorry for her cousin, and said that she didn't share the hardships with her father, saying that her father had always wanted a son.

Li Xiaoman stood dumbfounded, not knowing what he heard from those white mist figures, biting his lower lip tightly, his body kept trembling, his spirit was extremely sluggish, he suddenly pulled out a short sword, stabbed at Bai Mist, and said hatefully: "Don't say it, don't say it!"

Song Zheliu couldn't do it, he was already squatting on the ground and crying, covering his face, tears kept flowing from his fingers: "Is it my fault that I look good? Why am I not a man?"

Zhao Changshou, who was in the realm of immortality, was also affected, and suddenly stood in front of Meng Fan, and shouted: "Meng Xun, I'm jealous of you, I'm old, why don't you give me some face, you have to be stronger than me?" Even Lian'er doesn't care about me as an uncle, she must like you......"

Meng Fan had a strange expression on his face, this scene made him feel very familiar!

And he also heard a lot of depressing words, such as, you killed your most beloved person, and you still have the face to live?

This sentence made him can't help but feel pain.

Meng Fan stood up, got down from the sedan chair, and walked towards the figure in the white mist, it was at this time that a person suddenly grabbed his wrist and said in frustration: "Meng Xun, I admire you so much, let's pay respects, Lingyun Sect's property is divided into half of yours, can you call me a younger brother?"

Meng Fan shook off the understanding of people with a smile, and smiled at the figures in the white mist: "Come on, there is a kind of rushing at me!"

After that, he waved his hand, and hundreds of aunt phantoms appeared beside him, Niu Banniang rolled up her sleeves and yelled: "Old sisters, it's torn!"

(End of chapter)