Broken Soul Cliff is located on a stone mountain called Partridge Mountain near the border between Youzhou and Shiliang Kingdom, and is a cliff that is said to be 80 zhang high. The whole Partridge Mountain is barren, and even the foot of the mountain is bare, full of craggy strange rocks. At the top of Partridge Mountain, the Broken Soul Cliff was like a blue scimitar, stabbing abruptly into the air. Standing on the top of the cliff and looking down, there is a white and blue mist, revealing a seeping atmosphere, which makes people not want to and dare not explore what is under the cliff. Locals say that under the white mist under the cliff is a dark blue miasma, and the living people fall into it without a stick of incense and die on the spot. People who make a living by collecting medicine and hunting have a saying from mouth to mouth: "There are few people, and there are many spirits." "It's true, those places that ordinary people can't reach are most of the time the treasures that are extremely favored by spirits. People always have a great fear of the unknown, such as this Broken Soul Cliff, it is said that there was a warrior who tied a twine with the thickness of a bowl to try to probe the bottom of this Broken Soul Cliff, but it disappeared silently after only fifteen zhang down, leaving only a few puddles of sticky liquid and bite marks on the rope, and not even a single hair remained. Under the Broken Soul Cliff, the soul is cut off, which is also the origin of the name of this Broken Soul Cliff.

When Mingzhu came to the edge of the Broken Soul Cliff, it was noon, and it was the time when the miasma under the entire Broken Soul Cliff was the weakest. The villager who was coaxed and abducted by her stood cowering and stood ten feet away and didn't want to go any further, looking timid: "I said little boy, we really can't go forward, this place is very evil!" ”

"Oh?" Mingzhu, who was dressed in fiery red men's clothes, turned her head to look at him, grinning and revealing a few white teeth, "What kind of evil method?" ”

The little old man wiped a handful of cold sweat that frantically broke out on his head, and the little man's eyes were too scary, as if he was going to eat people: "Little Lao'er also told you before, the miasma under the Broken Soul Cliff at noon is the lightest, even if it is light, you have to drink three bowls of herbs to not be affected when you stand in that position for a while and go back." But at noon, the sound of singing will be heard from under this Broken Soul Cliff, and this voice," the little old man suddenly looked mysterious, "but it will be seductive!" If you listen to this voice, you will jump straight down as if you have lost your soul! ”

The little old man was a little startled, Mingzhu suddenly became interested, and turned his head to look at the little old man: "The sound of singing? ”

The little old man nodded, and was about to say something, when a faint singing voice suddenly sounded, and the little old man looked shocked: "Just... That's it, boy, you can be more careful... Huh! Don't go to the Broken Soul Cliff! ”

The little old man who was led by Mingzhu kept his promise, seeing that Mingzhu had a tendency to jump down, the little old man's sweat was dry, he gritted his teeth, rushed over and dragged Mingzhu's arm out.

Mingzhu blinked, looked down at the pair of hands on his sleeves that were cracked and hideous, smiled disapprovingly, reached out and brushed the little old man's hand away, raised his hand and threw a silver ingot over: "Na, the reward for you, you go back." ”

The little old man looked at the silver ingot in his hand: "Huh? So much, it wasn't the price I was talking about. ”

Mingzhu was amused by him, shook his head, and the folding fan in his hand unfolded with a "swish": "I will give you more of the handful you pulled me just now, right?" ”

The little old man looked at her hesitantly, then looked down at the silver ingot in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Little boy, you stand here first, and the little old man will come back and take you down after sending this piece of silver to my mother-in-law." ”

"Oh? Can this Broken Soul Cliff go down? Mingzhu squinted and smiled, and the folding fan in his hand waved cooperatively, looking like a wanderer.

"Don't hide it from the little boy, you said, don't look at this partridge mountain bald into this bird does not, this Broken Soul Cliff is still rumored to be so scary, in fact, there are a lot of good medicines growing from this cliff, when we can't open the pot, we will go down to pick some and sell them for a few dollars to come back to support the family, all to earn food. However, even the most experienced veterans of this Broken Soul Cliff can only go down to ten zhang at most, and the miasma alone is enough to kill them. ”

Mingzhu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, revealing a smile with a hint of evil: "In this way, then old man, you go back first, I'll wait for you here." ”

The little old man answered twice and then turned around and left, and when the little old man walked away, Mingzhu folded the fan, glanced at the slight blue-green mist under the cliff, and chuckled against his forehead: "Such a low-level soul dementorship, it's really, tsk." ”

But it was a few ups and downs and jumped down towards the Broken Soul Cliff. When the little old man returned to the Broken Soul Cliff, there was still the shadow of the handsome little man in red on the cliff.

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Under the Broken Soul Cliff, it is not as the Terrans think, there is no grass and no birds and no. The miasma was a maze that enveloped the entire valley beneath the Broken Soul Cliff. The grass and trees under the cliff are verdant, and the aura is compelling, which is an excellent place for the demon clan to cultivate, and a comfortable nest to escape from the world. There is a two-headed snake tribe living on the cliff wall, there is a deep blue stream in the center of the cliff bottom, there is a branch of the merman clan living in the stream, the bottom of the cliff is a dense green plant with a dark color, when the pearl falls steadily at the bottom of the cliff, it startles a lark that has not been opened.

"Yo, this is a rare guest." A strange sound of yin and yang came from the grass, from far and near, two snake heads poked out of the grass entangled, "the smell of seafood~" The snake head spitting out the letter made a "hiss" sound, and after a flash of white light, it turned into a beautiful young woman dressed in red. The neckline of the woman of the two-headed snake clan was opened very low, revealing a beautiful collarbone, the skirt slit was high to the waist, the white and tender thighs loomed when walking, and under the slender willow eyebrows was a pair of narrow eyes, the dark green vertical pupils stared at the pearl who was a little helpless, and some long dark crimson tongues licked the scarlet lips flexibly, which was exactly the appearance of extreme bewitchment.

"Hey, little seafood, I was scared away by you for lunch, what do you say to do? How about you make me lunch? The young woman licked her fingers, raised her eyebrows, and a gleam flashed in her eyes.

On the reef by the stream, there was a merman basking in the sun, and he laughed out loud when he heard the words, and his psychedelic voice seemed to be singing in a low voice: "Chiwei, if you dare to touch her, you won't want to live." This is the little princess of the South China Sea, and if she moves, she is afraid that she will be chased to the ends of the earth by the aquatic tribes of the world. The guys of the Ming family are very tight, not to mention ......" Speaking of this, the merman's eyebrows raised, "Who knows if there is a red dragon who is desperate to protect this one, this dragon smell on his body, tsk." The second half of this sentence was extremely low, and no one could hear it except the merman who spoke.