Luo Chuan smiled and wrote, "Let's climb up from the stone." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

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Luo Chuan cut down the wood to make a simple raft, threw it on the waterhole, and then carried an extremely long branch on the raft himself. Zhu Qingheng stepped on it and grabbed the corner of his clothes. Washed by a waterfall and with a strong current, the raft could be swept over at any time. At the same time, there were constantly corpses rushing down from the upper reaches and sinking into the bottomless pool, Zhu Qingheng felt uneasy in his heart, and his palms were sweaty.

However, Luo Chuan was not afraid, and paddled the raft to the vicinity of the waterfall, and then picked up the wooden pole to intercept a corpse that rushed down from the upstream, hooking the collar and pulling the corpse in front of him.

Zhu Qingheng couldn't help but gasp, she wasn't afraid of corpses, but the appearance of the corpse in front of her was too miserable.

This is a female corpse, but Zhu Qingheng is identified from the blue Luo shirt she is wearing. Because her blood lipids were all drained, there was only a thin layer of human skin on her body covered with bones, and she was soaked in water, and some places were cracked to reveal the white bones, which looked terrifying.

Luo Chuan was also a little surprised on his face, and he thoughtfully wrote on Zhu Qingheng's hand: "This is the means of the Nine Shadows Sect. ”

Even in the eyes of cultivators in the cultivation world, the Nine Shadows Sect is also a very mysterious sect. It is a branch of the Demon Sect, but it is rare to see its disciples walking around in the rivers and lakes. It is rumored that this sect is full of people who are not human or ghostly, and they act extremely mysterious and strange. There is a saying on the rivers and lakes that I would rather meet ten Yunshuangguan people than meet one person from the Nine Shadows Sect.

Although Yun Shuangguan is also a branch of the Demon Sect, because his disciples rarely kill innocents indiscriminately, and they generously administer medicine regardless of good or evil, he has a very good reputation on the rivers and lakes.

Zhu Qingheng frowned, and when he heard the name of the Nine Shadows Sect, he was frightened for three points in his heart, and wrote, "Let's ...... Still going up? ”

Luo Chuan nodded, flipped over the female corpse again, saw that her waist was clean, and there was nothing else, he touched her clothes, smelled it, and a faint smell of burning came to his face. He was suddenly shocked and suspicious.

Seeing this, Zhu Qingheng asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Chuan wrote: "She should have something like a Qiankun bag on her, but it is gone. It was destroyed by a single blow. It's fine if it's just attacked, but if it's ...... I've only heard of one person who had this habit. ”

Zhu Qingheng wrote: "Who is it? ”

Luo Chuan wrote: "Shen Yumen. Zhu Qingheng's heart froze, and when she saw that Luo Chuan was afraid that she wouldn't understand, she added, "Hey, it's the fool who calls himself the evil king and tries to dominate the rivers and lakes." ”

Zhu Qingheng nodded with a stiff face, and said in his heart: "Hey, you still call people fools, aren't the two of us running into him now that lamb to be slaughtered?" ”

Luo Chuan wrote: "He has a habit of not doing it easily, and if he does, he will first destroy the opponent's Qiankun bag, signaling that they will not die." ”

He continued: "He is one of the few people in the Demon Gate who does not kill indiscriminately. If you usually meet it, we can walk over with confidence. It's just that this person died so miserably, it seems that the situation above is really tense. ”

Zhu Qingheng couldn't help but shudder, she was still so young, she hadn't found out the truth yet, she hadn't avenged her family, but she didn't want to be buried in a pool like this, so she wrote: "Then what should I do? Shall we go up again? ”

Luo Chuan wrote: "The four directions of the southeast, the northwest, and the east do not work, so we can only go up. If we stay here for a long time, we will be stuck in the formation and we will not be able to get out. Why don't you go up and give it a try? He patted Zhu Qingheng's shoulder comfortingly, and continued, "Let's secretly hide aside when the time comes, and then see the situation clearly." ”

Zhu Qingheng also knew that what he said was the best way, nodded with a wry smile, and secretly pinched a cold sweat for the two of them.

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The boat is close to the cliff, which is more than ten meters high and steep, as straight as a city wall, and there is almost no place to grasp it. Luo Chuan carried Zhu Qingheng on his back, and climbed up as light as an ape, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the top of the cliff. The first thing that catches your eye is that it is a river more than two meters wide, and the river is quiet at this time, but there are no corpses floating over.

The two of them walked forward a few dozen meters and saw a stone tablet with the inscription: "Wouldn't it be nice to slaughter the heroes of the world with embroidery needles!" The handwriting was sloppy, and there was a bloody handprint next to it, which was deeply sunken into the stone tablet, and the blood on it dried up and turned black, seeping into the stone.

This should have been a terrifying scene, but with the weapon of the embroidery needle, it seems a little funny.

Luo Chuan let out a "huh", also a little surprised, he put his hand into the handprint, and found that the handprint was still empty, so he was sure that the person who wrote this word should be a man. Zhu Qingheng remembered the characters who made embroidery needles in the novels he read before, but he was very powerful. So he became even more worried, and even couldn't help but sneak his face, for fear that there would be an extra blood hole on his face for no reason.

Since they are going up the mountain, they must not run around. Luo Chuan jumped onto the stone monument, identified the direction, and decided to follow the road to the south down the mountain. The south side is shady and the trees are more sparse. Walking and walking, Zhu Qingheng suddenly caught a glimpse of the curling smoke rising in front of him, and he was overjoyed, and he was busy pulling Luo Chuan next to him, but his hand fell into the air, and he turned his head to the side, and there were only a few wild flowers growing on the side of the road swaying in the wind, how could there be the shadow of Luo Chuan.

Zhu Qingheng stood in place when he landed. "Luo Chuan! Luochuan! She shouted, turning around, but there was silence in the four fields, and there was no second figure except her. It just so happened that a cold wind was blowing, and a beautiful music faintly sounded in her ears, and her heart sank, and she secretly said that she was probably already in a maze.

Zhu Qingheng pondered: "When did I separate from Luochuan?" Could it be that he is still with me, but I can't see him, maybe he can't see me? Also, the reason why we couldn't walk down there just now was because of the formation, so was the corpse we saw real or fake? Even...... As soon as I opened my eyes, the Luo Chuan I saw was real, or was it an illusion in my heart? What am I going to do? Staying where you are? Or go ahead? What's that smoke up ahead? Could it be some kind of monster waiting for me? ”

Zhu Qingheng didn't dare to walk away after all. She sat down against the trunk of the tree, and she didn't know how long she sat there, watching the sky turn from light blue to inky blue, a few stars in the sky, and a half-moon hiding behind the clouds. But she still didn't wait for anyone.

Zhu Qingheng was hungry and cold, and felt that it would be useless to stay here, so he stood up and stomped his feet, and walked towards the place where the smoke rose from the daytime. She walked about half a mile until she finally saw the fire, but it was not the dwelling she had thought she had thought of, but a ruined temple. It wasn't the youkai she thought was lighting the fire, but a teenager dressed in white.