Chapter Ninety-Three: The Purple Bamboo Forest

Sha Mujie informed Xiu Chenyan and Xiao Shichen of their current situation, and decided to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest immediately. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info He didn't approve of letting Xiu Chenyan and Xiao Shichen follow him to the Purple Bamboo Forest, after all, this was a private matter of the Hades Clan, and outsiders were not allowed to interfere. It's just that after listening to the words of the sand curtain, Xiu Chenyan has to go no matter what. He's lost the Stygian Fall, and he's going to get it back for himself no matter what.

Xiao Shichen was a little hesitant, a person like him was the most unsuitable occasion for fighting, seeing that he hesitated, before anyone could give an opinion, Manjusri Lan was dissatisfied.

"Senior brother, at this time, you should stick a knife in your friend's ribs, not to mention that you still have a mission." Manjusri was probably just curious, and didn't realize the risk of this trip, you must know that the people they are facing are all masters, even the cold fall and the moon in the dark can't help it.

"Okay."

"You don't have to be reluctant, this trip is extremely dangerous, and your life may be in danger." The sand curtain is serious. Instead, he said to Bai Jing. "You go back to Linghao, it's not far to go to Linghao here."

Bai Jing knew very well that Sha Mu Jue said this to show that this trip was indeed dangerous and impermanent, otherwise how could people retreat with Sha Mu's temperament. But Bai Jing was still a little happy in her heart, so she definitely cared a little bit about Sha Mu. People have feelings, not to mention that after getting along with Bai Jing for a while, Sha Mu never thinks he hates Bai Jing, but if you want to say that you like it, you can't do it.

"It's not like what you would say, don't worry, I have the ability to protect myself." Bai Jing said confidently. "Both of them are gone, how can I retreat."

Sha Mu was by no means a kind person, since there were people who were willing to go to him, he didn't say much, and several people prepared to go to the Purple Bamboo Forest. It's just that Xiuchen left Wan Chun and Wan Jun's grandson behind, and asked Ming Rong to take care of them.

The closer he got closer, the more uneasy he became, the more he comforted himself, the more panicked he became, and Xiu Chenyan was shocked by his reaction to the point of a cold sweat. In front of it is the purple bamboo forest, the purple bamboo is tall and lush, and the slender waist is swaying gracefully in the wind. This is a bamboo forest that can devour flesh and blood, and it is difficult for people or birds to escape the fate of being devoured if they trespass without permission. It's just that at this time, the feeling of this purple bamboo forest seems to be full of killing and blood.

The breeze blows the mountains, and the waves of ups and downs in the proud earth, like purple waves, are full of life. Fragrant pink peach blossoms, blooming with dazzling light. The quietly flowing river shone brightly, and the blood red and the peach blossoms dotted the mysterious land.

Quietly blooming flowers, do you see those fresh lives that have been lost suddenly?

They thought they would have to go through a hundred turns and a thousand turns, but they didn't touch any formation until they thought they had reached the end of the bamboo forest. Suddenly, the sky swirled, the earth shook, and the roots of the trees that had grown underground began to move, and suddenly the dust was gone.

Xiuchen walked in the forest in embarrassment, shuttling through the bamboo forest without any sense of direction, there was nothing, except for the purple bamboo, except for the wind that could not be grasped, there was nothing here, and there was not even a birdsong in this dense purple bamboo forest. Such a world made Xiuchen's heart tremble for a while. It's like a corner forgotten by time, and even life doesn't exist.

Calm, calm, Xiu Chenyan constantly soothes his restless heart, calms down, closes his eyes and listens attentively to the subtle sound of crossing his ears, the rustle of bamboo leaves blown by the wind, the sound of running water, the elegant aroma of bamboo mixed with the wind and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms.

Xiu Chenyan moved his toe body to rise lightly, stepped on the bamboo, his body sprinted forward, the sword in his hand hissed a few times, cutting off the bamboo that suddenly moved, the bamboo leaves flew all over the sky, and suddenly a piece of delicate peach blossoms appeared in front of him, a winding stream was gurgling with clear water, and there was a wooden bridge on the water.

Xiu Chenyan looked around blankly and walked onto the lonely wooden bridge over the river. Suddenly, the wooden bridge shook violently, as if the whole earth was shaking, and Xiu Chen's center of gravity was unstable and fell off the bridge, and at the moment when his feet touched the water, he stepped on the water with the help of water and landed on the shore with his strength.

As far as the eye can see, the wooden bridge is still there, nothing has changed. He will not forget that this is the Purple Bamboo Forest.

The bright peach blossoms seemed to be given life when Xiuchen approached, and they didn't seem to move, but he felt the branches of the peach blossoms shrinking and stretching with every step he took, as if she was a shy quiet girl, touching the object of her affection near and far. Xiu Chenyan didn't care about this phenomenon, he just walked forward, I don't know how big this peach blossom forest is, and he can't get out of it anyway.

Stumbling all the way, as if too much time had passed, Xiu Chenyan stopped panting, and looked at it, it was still a delicate peach blossom. He lost patience and scurried around in this peach blossom forest, raising his sword and slashing indiscriminately. His murderous and chaotic aura angered the freshness and elegance of the peach blossom forest, and the peach blossoms also changed their appearance, and the pink petals were like killers with extremely sharp edges coming from all sides to stab at Xiuchen. His face, body, and hands were covered with blood marks, and the wounds were constantly mixed with blood and red, until he was weak and fell to the ground before he stopped attacking. The four regained their composure, leaving only a heavy gasp for repair.

He opened his tired eyes, stubbornly moved his fingers, and his whole body was in pain, but even this could not cover the worry in his heart. He didn't know that the others were okay, and he didn't know that the cold was still healthy. But at this time, he believed that breaking into the purple bamboo forest was really not something that ordinary people dared to do, and there was murder everywhere.

"Damn, could it be that the formation here is controlled by sound?" Only then did Xiu Chenyan realize that as long as he was quiet and did not move, the formation would not attack him. In this way, as long as the light work is good enough, you can pass quickly. He propped up his uncomfortable body, took a quiet breath, tightened his belt, mustered all his strength, and rushed forward.

Xiu Chenyan quickened his pace, but the scene in front of him made his heart tighten. The bloody breath spread in the air, irritating the ears and nose, and it looked like a broken image.

The danger that can be seen everywhere has never been imagined to happen in this isolated and peaceful place, where swords are broken on the ground, and blood gushes three feet. Xiuchen didn't dare to stay, since there had been a change here, wouldn't it be very dangerous for the cold to fall.

Xiu Chenyan saw flying sand and rocks, which stimulated his sight, and the two of them were each shaken away during the battle and withdrew from the impact range. And these two people turned out to be Xiaomei and Jun Lan. But the other person outside the field was a person who Xiuchen never imagined, and it would be his father.

"Father." Although Xiu Chenyan was very surprised, he was still a little happy, he heard that there had been some changes in the Divine Descent Palace, and he was still a little worried about Xiu Liumo's situation.

Seeing the embarrassed Xiu Chen, Xiu Liumo only frowned slightly. "What are you doing here?" Xiu Liumo was a little dissatisfied with Xiu Chen's appearance in such a dangerous place.

"When a friend is in trouble, the child must come." Listening to what he said, he had a bit of responsibility and courage, and Xiu Liumo didn't say much.

The difference between Xiaomei and Jun Lan's ability to be a master and servant, but now Jun Lan is against Mrs. Jun's wishes, which makes Xiaomei very incomprehensible. Since she is the master's maidservant, she does not care whether she lives or dies, and only recognizes one master.

"Miss, why is that?"

"Aunt Mei knows in her heart why she wants to ask me why, since my mother insists on doing it, she can only blame her daughter for being unfilial." Jun Lan has an infinite struggle in her heart, one is her lover and her child, and the other is her mother and clansmen, and she thinks that she has made the right choice.

"In that case, so offended." Although Xiaomei didn't dare to kill Jun Lan, she still had the ability to stop her here.