The moonlight was shrouded in dark clouds, and it rained drippingly, and it was suddenly dark under the canopy.

In the corner of the happy forest, a dilapidated ancestral hall, a simple plaque - the flower shrine.

There is a ghostly shrine in front of the hall, but the idol on it is a woman dressed as a village girl, holding a flower on her heart with her left hand, and gently caressing the petals with her right hand. The statue of the god is very delicate, and in the dim light, it looks like a big living person.

Chu Zihe chased after Bai Feifei's shadow and came here. He looked at the flower god and was slightly stunned.

The face of this god of flowers is gentle and beautiful. The corners of his eyebrows and eyes seem to be filled with endless sadness and nostalgia, and he is seven points similar to Bai Feifei.

He himself vaguely remembered that the lair of the "ghost group of ghosts" in the original book of "The History of Martial Arts" seemed to be here, could it be that Zhu Qiqi would be hidden here by Bai Feifei, the master of the Ghost Palace?

The possibilities are high!

The figure swayed, and there was a dark cave behind the ancestral hall, which was pitch black, and even the hazy night could not shine here.

Where does this lead exactly?

In order to return to the real city as soon as possible, Chu Zihe gritted his teeth and rushed over directly.

Dark, cold, lonely, and depressing, although Chu Zihe did not respect ghosts and gods, he was also a little uneasy in his heart. After walking in the scalp for about a quarter of an hour, suddenly a wisp of emerald green ghost fire appeared ten zhang away in front of him, drifting away into the distance.

Chu Zihe always felt that this wisp of ghost fire was guiding him, he stopped it, he walked it, and it was erratic.

"No matter, rush!"

Chu Zihe pretended to be careless, but he quietly made a plan in his heart. As he walked, he stopped abruptly, and the ghost fire moved forward for a while, as if he had noticed his strangeness, and the light and shadow suddenly stopped.

Don't miss out on this opportunity!

After all, Chu Zihe had half of Wang Lianhua's martial arts instinct, and the internal force of his whole body quickly flowed under his feet, and he was suddenly like a galloping horse, generating an extremely powerful momentum.

Under his feet, the tiger and the wind were blowing, and Chu Zihe went straight to the ghost fire ten zhang away, and the speed was extremely fast, like a galloping dazzling lightning.

The distance of ten zhang passed in a flash.

"Look where you're going!"

If you look closer, the ghost fire is actually on a black ghost.

Chu Zihe probed his claws like flying and grabbed them straight away. The palm of his hand was full of energy, and the first thing he touched was a piece of glorious silk, which seemed to be a piece of clothing.

Then there was a layer of soft **, and it turned out to be a person!

The strength of the swallowing slapped directly on the body, only listening to the life of the opposite "ah", a woman's sad voice instantly screamed.

The ghost fire was extinguished.

"Who are you?" Chu Zihe heard the voice familiar, but he didn't seem to have heard it, and he wasn't sure if his strength had seriously injured the woman.

He immediately rushed to the landing place, grabbed it directly with both hands, and wanted to restrain her first. Chu Zihe didn't want to be bitten back, if he didn't pay attention to it, it would be a big question whether his damaged soul could return to the jade tablet space.

"Boom"

A sparse voice sounded on the ground, and Chu Zihe slapped the man hard before he could make contact.

One is caught off guard, and the other is ready to go, and the result can be imagined.

A fiery heat rushed up directly from the center of the palm, like a scorching flame scorching, extremely uncomfortable.

"Giggles, prince Wang, isn't it comfortable?"

The person who came seemed to be a devil, and the dark side suddenly resounded with laughter.

Female!

Pain, Chu Zihe's forehead was drenched in sweat, the corners of his mouth were bared, and his body was as if it had been smelted in a furnace, and it was extremely hot. The next moment, the heat became cold, frozen, ice and fire, and it was really a desire to die.

However, Chu Zihe didn't want to die, he listened to the wind and discerned the position, and all the strength in the palm of his left hand was swallowed and vented. Directly towards the place where the memory was settled.

In the fierce wind, the debris flew everywhere, and suddenly there was a heavy thump of **.

A muffled snort sounded, and suddenly there was rain splashing in the darkness, and Chu Zihe couldn't stop laughing.

"Haha, hit, you didn't expect this trick, did you? Let you be rampant, dare to plot brother! ”

Only the only thing that responded to him was a gloating gurgling, as if it wasn't "her" that had just hit.

"Fooled? I'm going to be fooled, my good brother, and I'm bringing you here just to take revenge for the revenge I just saw. How dare you deceive me, and whoever dares to destroy my plan will die! ”

Vicious words burst out of the darkness, and at this time, the voice had returned to normal, and it turned out to be Bai Feifei, who had escaped.

"Bai Feifei, it turned out to be you, so I hit it just now?"

Chu Zihe was like a basin of water sloping down, enduring the severe pain, and his mind was instantly clear.

If the figure that hit is not Bai Feifei, then who is it?

"Giggles, I'll show you, who is he? Brother, don't be sad, Lamp! ”

Bai Feifei's coquettish words contained a trace of great resentment, Chu Zihe's heart sank, and a bad premonition rose from his heart.

Who could "she" be?

The darkness was finally dispelled by the slowly rising light, and it was an eerie cavern, surrounded by hard stones, and in the shadows of the rocks, there were many figures like ghosts.

Not far from the opposite side, a figure in a pink palace costume curled up, but there were many bright blood stains on his upper body, and a pair of gray and godless eyes looked at him in shock, as if his vitality was constantly draining.

Chu Zihe's mind exploded, and a familiar feeling surged out directly from the bottom of his heart.

The sleeping "Wang Lianhua" in the depths of his mind quickly woke up, and Chu Zihe's consciousness was torn apart in an instant, and his head was painfully cracked.

"Seventy-seven...... Seventy-seven ......"

Chu Zihe spit out the characters in a daze, as if these two words had been echoed in his mind a thousand times. The corners of his eyes were involuntarily moist, as if he had seen his closest person after a thousand years, and suddenly looked back, the lights had dimmed.

In fact, these two words are not controlled by his mind at all, but Wang Lianhua himself!

It may seem incredible, but it happened. Chu Zihe's soul and Wang Lianhua are intertwined and entangled, like paste, muddy.

Suddenly, a violent and unbridled feeling in my mind instantly rose, and infinite sorrow roared out.

"Roar"

At this time, Chu Zihe was a wounded beast, exuding a fierce aura all over his body, as if his most beloved toy had been torn apart.

The laughter in the shadows came to an abrupt end.

"Damn it, you come out!"

Chu Zihe's mind almost burst, like a sea of blood making waves. Behind him, a tall black shadow opened directly, and he was dancing with his teeth and claws.

What was still a faint cloud of light slowly began to condense. The edge of the dark shadow gradually solidified, and there was a clear sense of solidification under the light, and finally the actual figure was revealed.

Black shadows are beginning to open their black fangs!

"Ah, what kind of magic is this?"

"Die!" Chu Zihe's heart was mixed with a familiar pink palace dress on the opposite side from time to time, and from time to time he thought of a touch of white clothes with an old face, and from time to time he would skip a trace of purple hair.

"Seven...... Seven ......"

"Sister...... King...... Clear...... Ice"

"Roaring ......"

A screaming roar burst out of the mouth of the Chuzi River violently, and countless strong winds blew wildly. The dark shadow behind him stretched out his hand and grabbed into the shadow of the rock, which was extremely strange.

"Ahh

Amid the exclamation, a white figure escaped the grasp of the dark shadow, like a panicked white rabbit.

Chu Zihe is like a spirit ape on a tree, rushing in an instant, and the steps under his feet are like shadows, silent. Directly following the white shadow, panting like a mournful beast.

"Ahh The white figure was impatient, and it seemed that he didn't expect Chu Zihe to go crazy at all, like a bloodthirsty demon, which made people unable to resist at all.

How so?

Under the light, a white shadow dodged, and two black shadows pursued, falling in an instant.

Chu Zihe had foreign arts at his fingertips, and it seemed that he would have used these martial arts in the first place.

The palm force tears the mountain and cracks the rocks, the body shape of the white horse flashes, the foot strength sinks strongly, the finger power curls up and the strong wind, and the psychological magic is confusing......

Bai Feifei wanted to cry without tears, and originally wanted to use the woman he hated the most to avenge his enemies and wipe out his enemies. Unexpectedly, she was broken by her cheap brother Wang Lianhua, and what made her most angry was that she was not Wang Lianhua's opponent in anger at all. This endless array of anomalies made it very difficult for her to resist.

The fierce spirit in the eyes is together, fight!

"Do you want to see her die?"

Bai Feifei took advantage of the gap in resistance and took the opportunity to lure him to the palace woman, curled up on her neck with one hand, and looked hideous at the angry Chu Zihe Hua.

"Hiss"

Chu Zihe hesitated, Bai Feifei was overjoyed, and was about to threaten him to put down the butcher knife.

Unexpectedly, after Chu Zihe paused, he didn't care about her life or death at all, and the shadow behind him swept by a big hand, and a hand stuck her neck.

The cold and dark aura was swallowed in an instant, and Bai Feifei's entire body froze, his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't move.

Chu Zihe, who was panting, stepped forward and directly put down the woman who had fainted carefully, looking at Bai Feifei, with a lot of blood.

The masterpiece of "Woo La" is like a snowflake flying, Bai Feifei's clothes have been vigorously torn apart by Chu Zihe, revealing only a white flower's body.

Delicate and delicate.

Chu Zihe looked at the delicate body, his anger was heavier, and he rushed directly to her with a roar, pressing on the flat rock behind him, with a sinister smile on his face, which made people's hearts chill.

Bai Feifei's eyes were frightened, trembling under the light, his "cheap brother" was really stimulated and crazy, and he wanted to bully her.

"I'm your sister!"

It's a pity that the words can't be said when they come to their mouths, and the dark hand around his neck is still struggling, biting and cold, and he can't say words.

"Wang Lianhua, you can't do this!"

Suddenly, words came from behind him.

Chu Zihe was stunned suddenly, his movements suddenly stopped, all the ** killings retreated, the various figures lingering in his mind turned into specks of light, and the dark shadows behind him roared angrily, seemingly reluctantly, little by little, and slowly returned to his body.

"Seven...... Seven ......"

He turned around and went back in tears.