As soon as these words came out, the two little guys who were guarding Yan Qingcheng's side came back to their senses with an "ah", and when they looked behind them in a panic, they found that Yan Qingcheng, who had been standing against the tree, was gone.

It turned out that everyone only cared about Mu Xiaowu's embroidered soul, but they didn't pay attention to Yan Qingcheng, Baotian stood far away, and even more concerned about Zhao Zimai's safety, so they ignored this side.

"You." Seeing that Yan Qingcheng was gone, Zhao Zimai was angry and anxious, and after scolding Baotian, he hurriedly followed Mu Xiaowu and ran in the opposite direction.

Baotian regretted "oops", slapped himself on the head, and hurriedly followed. The group searched around while calling Yan Qingcheng's name, but they had already walked to the forest where they came down from the mountain, but they still didn't see Yan Qingcheng.

Baotian had already sweated out in a hurry, and said with hatred in his mouth, "This evil deliberately led us to the bottom, so it took advantage of the chaos to do it, and now that Yan Gongzi is gone, I want to be more auspicious, what can I do?" ”

Mu Xiaowu was not as flustered as him, but "hehe" sneered, "Idiot, it's not like you've never seen the evil murder method, if it wants to kill Yan Qingcheng, just do it directly, why bother to rob him so hard?" ”

Baotian was stunned by this sentence, and said, "Yes, why did it rob Yan Gongzi?" ”

As soon as he said this, Mu Xiaowu, who was walking in the front, suddenly retracted his steps, his red eyes were shining, and he looked straight at a raised boulder under the cliff in front of him: next to the stone was a cross-shaped wooden fork, on which was tied a person, with a long body and white skin, who could it be if it wasn't Yan Qingcheng? It's just that he now has his head down, his eyes closed, as if he has fainted.

"Yan Gongzi." Baotian first exhaled, and when he was about to rush over, he was blocked by Zhao Zimai.

"Deliberately tied him here, just to use him as bait, you went over so rashly, didn't you fall for its trick?" Although he said that, the anxiety on Zhao Zimai's face could not be concealed, he looked at Yan Qingcheng, his brows were furrowed, and a layer of fine beads of sweat secreted from his palms.

"So what to do?" Baotian was refuted twice in a row, obviously he had no idea, he looked at Mu Xiaowu, and then moved his gaze to Zhao Zimai's face, the six gods and no master didn't know what to do.

"Hehe, just because you can't go over doesn't mean other people can't go over, right?" Mu lame stroked his sparse beard, and suddenly interjected a sentence in.

As soon as the words fell, Baotian saw Mu Xiaowu's body move, and walked towards Yan Qingcheng quickly, every step was vigorous, obviously not taking evil in his eyes at all. However, although her actions were reckless, it made Zhao Zimai's heart that had been hanging half of his heart let go: This Mu Xiaowu is so confident? I'm afraid that she has completely decided that the evil is not her opponent, so it seems that Yan Qingcheng should be saved.

Sure enough, when Mu Xiaowu walked to the wooden frame, he reached out to untie the rope without squinting, and didn't even glance to the side. Although, she heard a strange movement in the grass next to her, and also felt a few clods of earth roll to her feet with this sound.

A gust of wind blew, and the fluffy grass was crooked to the side, revealing the thin shadow inside, Jia Yan jumped out of the grass, and reached out to grab Mu Xiaowu's waist, moving quickly like a whip that twitched quickly.

Mu Xiaowu took a step back unhurriedly, looked coldly at the little hand stretched out to him, and showed a cold smile on his face.

With a "poof", Jia Yan's hand was sandwiched between her fingers, and she picked up a smiling face to look at him, "It's not enough to hurt me once, do you want to do it a second time?" ”

Jia Yan rolled his eyes and sneered like Mu Xiaowu, "The first time I saw you, I saw that you were definitely not cloth-clothed, so I used some nonsense to deceive you." Now it seems that I underestimated you at the time, and you are a thousand times more powerful than I thought. ”

"That's why you introduced me to this ghost place, it seems that you are not only for Yan Qingcheng, but also for me......" At the end of the words, the voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, but there was a faint ruthlessness inside.

"Hell Place...... I'm afraid you know too little about the beauty of this place......" Jia Yan said this sentence word by word, and at the same time, another voice came from his body, so sharp that it seemed to be cut off at any moment.

"Swallow her...... Swallow her soul......" the voice urged him.

Jia Yan frowned slightly, but his eyes followed Mu Xiaowu's body to her feet. At this time, the moonlight spread all over the ground there, like a layer of silvery-white frost.

"The moon is out." He laughed a little, and shuddered visibly, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Could there be anything more terrible here than mine?"

After this thought flashed through her mind, Mu Xiaowu immediately looked down at her feet: she found herself standing in a string of rosary beads, the beads were jujube red Vajra Bodhi seeds, with a large number of petals and full patterns, each of which seemed to contain mysterious and huge power.

There was a "buzz" in her head, and a white light flashed in front of her, and everything in front of her seemed to disappear, only at the very end, a crimson robe floated by. The robe was empty, but it was stretched open from the sleeves to the corners of the robe, as if attached to an invisible person, and its feet did not touch the ground and fluttered.

"Don't go." Mu Xiaowu reached out to pull it, but all of a sudden, she let go of the hand that grabbed Jia Yan.

"Swallowed her soul...... Swallowed her soul ......" A black shadow squeezed out of Jia Yan's body, and on its head, the red belly pocket was retracted, almost touching Mu Xiaowu's face. But Mu Xiaowu didn't notice it, standing there expressionlessly, one hand still held flat, as if he had fallen into a delusion.

Only the string of prayer beads, illuminated by the moonlight, contained a strange beam of light.

"It's not good, that string of prayer beads ......" Mu lame stared at it for a long time, and finally realized that something was wrong, and couldn't help but exclaim.

But there was a person who reacted before him, Zhao Zimai had already flown over with an arrow when he spoke, pulled out the lion-headed brass dagger tied to his thigh, and when he approached Mu Xiaowu, he jumped and inserted it into the rosary.

With a "bang", the rosary splattered and scattered everywhere.

Zhao Zimai drew a scoop on the gourd, pushed Mu Xiaowu behind her back, and yelled at her, "Now is not the time to be in a daze." ”

Mu Xiaowu's body trembled, and she woke up suddenly, her eyes moved slightly, and as soon as she raised her hand, the copper needle had obediently flew between her fingers.

"Of course not."

There was a cruel smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said quietly.