It was lifeless, and gray wisps of smoke floated in the dim woods.

A half-naked woman, standing on a wooden platform,

Her figure was as thin as paper, without half of a woman's softness, and her delicate features were burdened by the miserable green complexion, and she lost all beauty, only a long light purple hair shone bright and silky like silk satin.

Her hands continued to seal, and the air that flowed out set off gusts of wind, as if blowing from hell, brushing through her blue-gray skin, and red blood beads seeped out of her pores, and then turned into wisps of blue-gray smoke and dissolved into gray-white smoke.

"Bang, bang" popping,

The phosphorescent light was shining, and on the treetops around the wooden platform, most of the eight set fire gray corpses had been burned, and the only remaining corpses exploded from time to time with miserable cyan flowers, which were then sucked into the woman's body.

It wasn't until the corpse burned out that the woman gently floated down and pulled up her clothes, and said in a cold voice: "Hongxuan, come in!" ＂

A woman waiting outside the forest walked in quickly.

"Is there any news on the corpse? The woman stopped and sat down cross-legged in the middle of the wooden platform.

"Yes, Lord Lin," Hong Xuan replied respectfully and carefully, "Sure enough, as Lord Lin expected, Duan Lantao died." At noon today, Duan Cangyu wants to bury him. ＂

"How many people did Cui Dong send over there on Yeqiu. The woman's eyes lit up, and the whites of her eyes were clouded red.

"It's strange that there is no movement in Yeqiu, and Lord Cui Qiu heard that he is in retreat. Isn't it because they were scared by the three new monks in the corpse? Hongxuan wondered.

"Oh, it's strange to be in retreat at this time? The woman pondered for a moment, "Are the three monks there too?" ＂

"I saw only two people, and one blonde monk was not there. ＂

"It's the same whether you are in or not," the woman gritted her teeth and sneered: "Tell me to go down, bring the refined poisonous corpse powder mist, and go to the corpse to collect the corpse together." Today, everyone will collect more corpses. ＂

"Yes, Lord of the Forest! Hongxuan raised her eyes to look at the pensive woman on the wooden platform, with admiration and deep fear in her heart.

It was this woman who saved her and saved her from becoming a corpse slave, but after following her for many years and seeing her bloody and ruthless killings, it also made her fear of this master from the bottom of her heart.

The sky was bleak, and the earth was desolate.

At the boundary of the corpse field, a small grave bag was newly built next to a grave bag covered with garcinia cambogia.

Duan Cangyu knelt silently in front of the tomb, and the situation behind him was Luo Jianchen, and the two of them stood tall and tall, their clothes fluttering, which was particularly eye-catching.

There were more than 20 people in yellow standing behind the two of them, their expressions were lonely, sad, and helpless, and when they remembered the deceased lying quietly in the grave, their eyes were fixed on the three of them, and they were uneasy to speculate about the future situation of the corpse.

Not far away, the shabby onlookers were talking softly, and the sound of chirping diluted the solemn atmosphere a lot.

Duan Cangyu's eyes were dazed, staring blankly at Xinlei's tomb, like a petrified statue, without any expression.

"Cangyu, kowtow to your father and mother three times. Luo Jianchen reminded softly, and a strong sentimentality swelled up in his heart.

The guardian of the Tianyi Sect has fallen.

After eight days of getting along, this kind and kind real person has left a deep impression and good impression on Luo Jianchen, and even she has a yearning for Tianyi Sect.

Even in this desperate place, Duan Lantao, the real person who guarded the truth, was still like a clear lotus who was not stained by the mud, guarding the root of his mind, and had never practiced the evil corpse awakening skill in order to survive, never sold slaves and corpses, and never wantonly killed.

The financial resources of the corpse were lacking, not only because Duan Lantao refused to sell slaves and corpses, but also because he sheltered many monks who had lost their memories and cultivated, if these monks were in the corpse forest, Yeqiu would definitely become corpse slaves and end miserably, but in the corpse Ze, they could at least live with some dignity.

It's just that his compassion also pushed himself to a dead end prematurely.

Duan Cang kowtowed heavily, and the sound of "Bangbang" shook the ground and began to tremble.

Luo Jianchen was a little distressed, a seven-year-old child, no matter how tall and mature he looked, but his mind was still similar to his age, he had never left his father's protection, and his heart was very simple, and now he needed the most care.

"Cangyu" Luo Jianchen called lightly, Duan Cangyu was unheard, and he was still kowtowing.

"That's enough, Duan Cangyu. Get up! He frowned and shouted, "Even if you knock your head and crush your father, you won't survive." ＂

"I know! Master. Duan Cang replied in a muffled voice, still not stopping.

"Do you want to knock your head to death with your father, so that you can be with him and let him die without looking away. ＂

In addition, because of the sneer, I regretted it in my heart, this stupid boy was somewhat similar to his stupid apprentice Xin Ci. This is really not good, Duan Lantao entrusted this only bloodline to him before he died, he responded with a fever in his heart at that time, now looking at Duan Cangyu's appearance, he will be a stubborn wood in the future, a stupid apprentice is enough for him, and now there is another one, what kind of luck is he going to have?

Duan Cangyu's kowtowed head suddenly stopped, and gradually straightened his back.

"You can see clearly, silly boy, there is only a handful of loess in front of you, and there is no more than a corpse under the loess. ＂

Because of the cold voice, there was a moment of sadness in my heart, as if facing my father's tomb back then, although I thoroughly understood the impermanence of life and death, there was finally a little sadness hidden in my heart.

"That's right, that section of Lan Tao is just a corpse now. ＂

A shrill female voice floated in the distance, and the surrounding dead air fluctuated.

"It's the people of the corpse forest," shouted the man with memory, and ran away.

"What is a corpse forest? ＂

"Who is that woman? People who have no memory asked, standing in the moment and still watching the excitement.

"That woman is Jing Feiya"

In the midst of a discussion, dozens of people in pink came over with a woman in their arms.

The woman was slender, as thin as the wind would float away, and her facial features were actually very good, but because of her blue face, pale red eyes, and purple hair, she looked like a ghost. Around her waist was a slender whip that looked like a coiled serpent.

As soon as these people approached, more than 20 people in yellow immediately retreated vigilantly, their faces showed a little horror, and one of the people in yellow glanced sideways at the two of them, and said with a fixed mind: "Lord Jing Lin, Lord Duan Ze was buried today, and Lord Lin personally came to worship, and the corpse Ze was grateful. ＂

The woman's eyes were cold, her breath was gloomy, she ignored the man in yellow, raised her hand to Duan Cangyu, who had turned around and stood up, and said in a cold voice: "Duan Cangyu, Duan Lantao is dead, the corpse has no owner, according to the rules of the corpse island, his corpse should belong to the three domains on the island, you are so bold that you dare to bury it without permission." ＂

"Who said that the corpse has no owner. Luo Jianchen looked at Duan Cangyu who was glaring angrily, lest he go to fight with this Jing Feiya on impulse.

"There is no master and no master, not by mouth. ＂

Jing Feiya's eyes swept towards Luo Jianchen, and he snorted coldly: "You have to rely on the skills under your hands to speak." Her voice fell, the black light flashed, and a whip shadow wrapped in a thick dead aura rolled straight towards Luo Jianchen.

The fishy wind blew in his face, and a hideous snake head on the tip of the whip suddenly opened its huge mouth. The armor on Luo Jianchen's body flickered, the light and shadow sword soared, the sword shadow had not yet touched the whip shadow, and the black light had rolled towards Duan Cangyu in the air.

Duan Cangyu waved his palms, and a palm wind slapped out, but he did not lean away and swept away, still blocking in front of the tomb. roared: "Jing Feiya, don't touch my father." ＂

"Idiot! Jing Feiya's spirit snake whip shook, a puff of powder smoke erupted from the snake's mouth, and Duan Cangyu's body stagnated, and he fell headlong.

Jing Feiya's long whip swept towards Duan Cangyu, but she felt a strong wind coming, and the white light flashed in front of her, and she had lost the trace of Duan Cangyu, and she glanced at it, only to see a white-clothed young man standing next to the tomb, and Duan Cangyu had already reached his hand.

Such a fast body, it seems that the rumors are true, this person is really a strong opponent, Jing Feiya's heart was slightly cold, but his subordinates did not slow down at all, the long whip struck, and the tomb bag of the new base was hit in all directions, and a small white ball was thrown at the young man in white with the other hand.

As soon as Jing Feiya made a move here, the pink-clothed people under her also threw white balls one after another, and these small balls exploded into a cloud of pink smoke in the air, spreading in the wind, and all the people in front of the tomb fell to the ground one after another.

Jing Feiya glanced disdainfully at the fallen young man, and the long whip whistled towards the naked body in the open grave bag. R1152