On this night, Jun Lancuo and Feng Ling were very safe, no one bothered them anymore, and no assassins chased them.

In the next two days, they also came to the City of the Dead without any problems.

Before he got close to the City of the Dead, Feng Lingluo sensed a strong resentment and yin qi. This strong resentment pressed the sky not far away into blackness, and there was not a single white cloud in sight, only a cloud that was blacker than ink.

Before he got closer, Feng Lingluo felt that his back was cold, Feng Lingluo understood that this was such a mad person before the yin qi was close, Feng Lingluo couldn't imagine what kind of cold it would be if he went in.

Fortunately, Feng Lingluo was ready in advance, and took out two paper talismans from his pocket, one for Jun Lan to paste wrongly, and one for himself.

This talisman is to prevent yin qi and resentment from entering the body, and it will not feel that yin qi is pressing.

And more importantly, this talisman allows them to see the hidden spirits, and they will not be attacked by the hidden spirits.

When he approached the City of the Dead, Feng Lingluo understood why it was called the City of the Dead.

In a city, no matter where there are graves with dark blue ghost fire, even the city gate is no exception, the city gate is hung with white silk, the breeze blows, the white silk floats up like a ghost, there are two paper dolls on each grave, red cheeks, unfocused eyes do not know what to look at, crows fall around, keep screaming, occasionally you can hear a cat crying like a baby.

In the barren city, there is not a single green creature, only gray, white and black, and the whole city looks extremely oppressive.

The sun didn't come in, and I don't know if it was dazzled or what, the two could occasionally see white and white shadows drifting by, sometimes flying behind the two of them and blowing air on their necks.

The cool breath made Feng Lingluo tremble, the shadow thought that Feng Lingluo was afraid, and stretched out his hand to pinch Feng Lingluo's neck, but before he touched Feng Lingluo, Jun Lan turned his head violently, raised his hand and patted it, and the black shadow turned into smoke and disappeared.

"Be careful!" Jun Lan looked around by mistake, these things were too rampant, relying on their large numbers, they actually wanted to harm Feng Lingluo, and it was already merciful to them to shoot them to death.

Feng Lingluo glanced at the black shadow that turned into black smoke behind her, and nodded as well.

Since the black shadow that had just been shot dead, whether it was a black shadow or a white shadow around him, he had disappeared, and Feng Lingluo couldn't detect any evil spirit and resentment.

Just when Feng Lingluo thought that they were afraid of Jun Lan's mistake, something unexpected happened.

Before they could reach the end, they sensed a strong yin qi approaching them, and this resentment was not generally familiar, Jun Lancuo didn't have time to think about it, and the overwhelming black shadows flew over like a tornado, trying to sweep them in.

It was at this time that a masked man appeared in the sky, the man was gorgeously dressed, his black hair was flying, and his body was full of fairy spirit, and he was not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Feng Lingluo, give you another chance, kill him with your own hands, and this seat will spare your life!" The clear voice was resolute and unpleasant, not giving the slightest chance of refusal.

Feng Lingluo pursed her lips, held Jun Lancuo's hand tightly, and did not speak.