Mulan didn't recognize me, but I couldn't take it lightly, lest I get caught by her.

The contradiction with Wu Shengzi was temporarily suppressed, and our Xiashan faction just camped in the same place, and Wuzong found a nearby location and also set up camp.

Since there are too many demon sects, it is impossible to come to them in one day, so we have to wait for three days, and after three days, we will officially enter the ghost cemetery.

But at this moment, many people can't hold it anymore, even if they can't enter the cemetery, they want to see it from afar.

As a result, the thousand-kilometer-long canyon is full of people, especially young people who are new visitors, who go deeper into the canyon and look out at the mountains beyond the exit at the end.

I was also curious, climbing a mountain and looking out at the end of the canyon.

There's nothing special about it, it's the same as the view at the entrance.

There are majestic mountains near and far, but the Ghost Canyon appears here at an inopportune time, lying among many mountains.

I can't see anything unusual when I look at the half-loud sound, and I secretly wonder if walking out of the canyon is also a hundred thousand mountains? Where is there a graveyard for ghosts?

I didn't look any further, and went down the hill back to the camp.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the senior sisters set up tents, a total of six, all of which were large tents, and several people shared one.

I can't escape this time, so I'll have to sleep with my sisters.

"Senior brother, come here and sleep with us." One of the senior sisters had already greeted me with a smile, and there were several heads poking out of the tent, all of them smiling shyly.

I silently uttered a word of disrespect, but went in anyway.

As soon as I entered, it was much warmer inside, and there was a fragrance, and the senior sisters were all fragrant, and they all smoked incense in the tent.

Le Xien was actually in this tent, she didn't have any shelf to teach, lying with her legs crossed, her feet dangling, playing with her mobile phone, and it was estimated that she had posted on Moments again.

As soon as she thought about it, she sat up and looked at me: "Li Qing, come, I'll take a picture of you." ”

"Why?" I'm confused.

Le Xien smiled: "I want to promote you and fool more people to join the Xiashan faction and strengthen themselves." ”

"Yes, yes, the junior brother is too powerful, everyone can see it, and it must be promoted." The sisters were all happy and came to help me pose and let me sit still.

I couldn't cry or laugh, so I just sat down, anyway, I didn't have to take off my mask, I just tossed with them.

Le Xien took a photo, took a few minutes, and finally selected a photo that he thought was handsome and sent it to Moments.

As soon as I saw it, she was a micro-business again.

"Congratulations to me for sending the Holy Son Li Qing to a draw with the Holy Son of the Natural Calamity Sect Wu - Li Qing joined our faction for three days, and under the teaching of our faction, he defeated a strong enemy! He has a left-handed family and a right-handed career, and he just took the time to study the "Xiashan Sutra", which is amazing! ”

This circle of friends is also too good to blow.

But the comments exploded, with dozens of comments in the blink of an eye.

"Xiashan Sect, congratulations, you have recruited such a powerful holy son, envy."

"What is Li Qing's origin? Wu Shengzi couldn't even kill him. I'm right next door to the camp of the Wushengzi, and I see that the face of the Wushengzi is black. ”

"Lezhangjiao, does Kemeng have a boyfriend?"

These comments were probably made by the monks in the canyon, and there are still faint signals here.

I'm not going to look any further, let Lexien brag about it.

I shrank in the corner and slept by myself, but the tent opened and Kemeng came in.

She was willing to put on her shoes at this time, and she probably washed her feet and came in with a happy face.

The senior sisters asked, "Senior sister, where did you go?" ”

"I went to see the Mulan Witch, ah, it's so beautiful, why am I not a man." Kemeng looked like a nymphomaniac, and sat down on an empty bed by himself, pulling his hair and rubbing his hands, not to mention how sweet his smile was.

"Senior sister, Mulan Witch definitely doesn't like women, you don't have a chance." The sisters snickered.

"Mulan Witch is such an excellent woman, no man is worthy, she will be a goddess in the future, I will follow her forever!" Kemeng is too obsessed with Mulan.

The sisters all shook their heads and stopped telling her.

She lay down and got under the covers, and turned over to meet my eyes.

I said hello: "Hey, senior sister, let's sleep together." ”

"Ahh Kemon jumped to her feet, nearly breaking through the tent.

The senior sisters looked at her: "What's wrong?" ”

"Boss, how could this guy be here, this is our tent!" Kromon was so angry that she felt dirty.

"He is our Son, should he be allowed to sleep outside? How much of a joke? Anyway, there are extra seats here, so let him sleep. Le Xien said as a matter of course.

Kemeng blows his nose and exhales his eyes, where is he willing?

The senior sisters said: "Senior sister, don't forget, it was Li Qing who saved you, otherwise Wu Shengzi would have killed you, and we wouldn't have lived." ”

When Kemeng heard this, she seemed to remember that I was her benefactor, so she couldn't help pinching her fingers and walked to Sheehan's side to lie down, far away from me.

"Hehe, Senior Sister doesn't sleep here, I'll sleep!" A few senior sisters swarmed over and slept next to me, and they were about to fight.

My head hurt, so I had to roll over to the corner, and they tossed around.

Finally, the night was deep, and I fell asleep in a daze, my nose was full of virgin body fragrance, and the senior sisters were so fragrant that they all squeezed me here.

Thanks to the fact that I was teased by the untimely death before, where else would I be able to sleep?

"Woo woo ......" suddenly, a cry of admiration came, very faint, but with the help of the terrain of the canyon, the mountain returned to the valley, forming a slightly harsh and strange sound.

I woke up instantly, and the tent was quiet, everyone was still sleeping, and I had two long legs on my waist.

The senior sisters are wearing pajamas, you stick to me and I rely on you, it's amazing.

I didn't move, but continued to listen, the cry seemed far away, perhaps in the nearby mountains, the more I listened, the more terrible it became.

After a while, there was movement outside, and apparently some masters also heard it and went out to check.

But gradually, the crying died down again, and calm returned to the canyon.

I thought about it, and put a demon charm on the tent before going back to sleep—the evil charm wouldn't stop the ghosts in the mountains, but it would react when it touched the ghosts, enough to wake me up.

The night was fine, and the evil charm was intact.

At dawn, there was another commotion in the canyon, and early in the morning, a sect came to greet everyone.

A talk about the crying of last night also spread, and many camps talked about it.

That guy Kemeng went to peek at Mulan early, and then ran back and said, "Everyone said that there was a weird cry last night, which was very scary, we have to be careful." ”

The senior sisters were stunned when they heard this, and Le Xien reassured: "It's close to the ghost graveyard here, and it's normal to cry, maybe it's a dying ghost crying." ”

It was even more frightening when she said that.

Who is not afraid of jealous ghosts.

I went up the hill again to look around, but I still didn't find anything unusual.

Another day passed, and the sects came, more than 5,000 people, and this time there were more than 10 people in the previous decade.

We continued to wait, and night fell again.

It's still the same, I'm squeezed to sleep, because the senior sisters are timid and afraid of ghosts, and they stick to me openly.

This situation is enough to make a man spray nosebleeds, and I dare not look at it more than once, lest I be disturbed.

I fell asleep again in a daze, and in the middle of the night, I was woken up by crying again.

This time the cry was much closer, no longer so ethereal, but it still couldn't pinpoint where it was, and it was even more terrifying than last night.

But nothing happened that night, just panicked, and the whole canyon was talking about it.

In the evening, the chatter ceased, for the last sect had arrived.

At this point, the Southern Demon Dao was all in unison, with nearly 6,000 people, all of whom were cultivators of the fifth level or above, including many sevenfold young people and eightfold heavenly venerables.

This is amazing, the strength of the Demon Dao is really not to be underestimated, this is only the south, if you add the north, then it will be enough?

"It's all here, rest for one more night, and tomorrow the sun will come out and enter the ghost cemetery!" The birdman of the Wushengzi announced loudly, rushing to be the leader.

The crowd had no opinion, and just continued to camp.

This time I deliberately didn't sleep, and after midnight, the cry really sounded, and my hairs stood on end on the spot, because this time the cry was very clear and close!

It's right outside the tent!