Unbeknownst to him, Shen Lichuan helped Leng Mingyue carry several whips from the Great Array of Divine Punishment before he changed from a ghost form to a human form.

He could only detect that around Shen Lichuan's body, there was a fierce and powerful ghost clan breath, and the aura belonging to the human race was getting weaker and weaker.

"What? His Royal Highness took the initiative to open the ghost door? The face of the rifle doll instantly lost blood.

He is not keen and smart without trouble, and he can also know that this matter must be related to Miss Leng.

In order to confirm his thoughts, Laifu pierced his fingers, and blood beads appeared.

The smell of fresh human blood wafted into Shen Lichuan's nose, symbolizing that the heart of the ghost clan lit up through the flesh and bones and snow-colored robes.

"The location has changed." Rifle wiped off the blood, the wound healed, and his tone was worried.

Originally, His Highness's human heart was on the left side, and that was the heart he was born with.

And at this moment, the heart of the ghost clan occupies the left side, completing the true sense of the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

His Highness has changed from a human with an extra Ghost Heart to a Ghost Clan with an additional Terran heart.

This may not sound like much has changed, but the essence has been turned upside down.

"The closest sacred temple to the border city, five hundred miles away, can Your Highness rush there?" The only thing that comes to mind is the water of the Holy Spring.

This was beyond his comprehension.

"It's useless." Shen Lichuan closed his eyes and hid the heart of the ghost clan, and his voice could not hear the emotion:

"Take the people of Yizhuang in the east of the city away."

Yizhuang, a place where the corpse is temporarily placed.

The body of Lai Fu and Woe both shook, and he took a deep breath and went out with his fists clenched.

The night was deeper, and the star-clad man walked into a village where there were no people, and eight or nine corpses covered with white cloths were placed in the village.

Some died of disease, some died of old age, some had just died and were not yet stiff, and some had been dead for several days, emitting a disgusting rancid stench.

The surroundings are quiet and scary.

The man sat on the ground against the door, his head bowed, and wisps of red dead air seeped out of the corpse and were absorbed by the ghost heart on his body.

Death gas, the unique breath of people after death, is between the two non-sticks between the human race and the ghost race.

Although it is not as good as the flesh and bone marrow of a living person, this thing can also talk about the hunger of the ghost clan.

The food of humans or demons is nothing for him.

Before he took the initiative to open the ghost gate, he would occasionally use the method of absorbing the dead qi of the corpse to calm the restless ghost heart.

The last time he absorbed the dead qi was in the Grizzly Bear Cave in the Beibi Forest, which was also where he and Leng Mingyue met.

But her breath was so delicious that he almost ghosted him directly, and then had to erase her memories and escape.

Now that he has officially opened the ghost door, her breath will only be more delicious, and he doesn't want to hurt or escape.

More and more dead air penetrated into the hearts of the ghost clan, and in the cramped environment, the rancid smell became more and more intense, and a normal person would cover his nose and slam the door.

He was unmoved.

He had tasted a more rancid taste, and the feeling of congestion in his throat was as clear as yesterday.

- Xiao Chuan, eat this, mother feed you.

- Eat! Swallow it! If you don't eat it, your mother will be a hard stuff, and you have to stuff it in!

- You are not allowed to cry, just because you are useless, there is no one in this palace to rely on, and you are not qualified to cry!

- Ogawa is awesome, swallow it all, my mother likes Ogawa the most.

Shen Lichuan's brows furrowed, the cinnabar flickered red and dimmed, the fangs flickered and flickered, alternating between murderous and calm.

Shen ...... Lethe? ”

The soft and delicate female voice sounded from the conch in Shen Lichuan's arms, like the wind chasing the dark clouds, and the bright moon could be seen hanging in the sky, bright and unique.