"What the hell is this place?" As Feng Xiaohan spoke, two silver pieces of iron glowing with silver suddenly appeared in his hands, and his expression suddenly became vigilant, looking at the unimaginable scene in front of him very seriously.

To be honest, this is also something that Liao Luan didn't expect, he knew that Si Chen had told him that this place was indeed a bit of danger that ordinary people couldn't imagine, but no matter what, there were snakes one after another, and he couldn't imagine it anyway.

"Be on your guard, don't get hurt." This should be common sense, the more colorful the snake, the more venomous, they have only come here, and they must not be easily bitten by poisonous snakes.

There were endless snakes all around, and the three of them were standing back to back in a position that was originally side by side, and the ground in their original color also turned red.

Liao Luan looked vigilant, watching the thin red snake that was bent into a bow and spitting out a letter suddenly flew up and flew towards Liao Luan's front door.

The flying feather sword was pulled out with a "rub", the silver light flashed, and in the next second, the long snake that was still menacing had been broken into two, and it was squirming on the ground at this time, and it didn't move after a while.

I don't know if it was because of the death of his companion that stimulated this group of snakes, suddenly there was a strange and weird hissing sound in the air, and then Liao Luan felt a flower in front of his eyes.

The red color that filled the sky almost filled his eyes, and the sound of the wind in his ears was very obvious, and with the sound of slashing left and right, it really made him split a small clearing.

"No, there are too many of them, and they can't be killed cleanly." Guan Yan yelled, took two steps back, and then felt a sudden pinprick-like pain in his back foot and neck.

He snorted, knowing in his heart that he should be waisted, and turned his head to see that there was indeed a crawl there, and a sharp snow-white tooth was in his skin at this time, looking extremely penetrating.

Guan Yan grabbed it away, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, the snake that had successfully attacked turned into two halves in the next second.

The snake was so poisonous that he had barely been bitten for a few seconds before he felt his feet so heavy that he couldn't lift them, and then there was a feeling of being paralyzed, and he couldn't feel his feet anymore.

"Withdraw first, go back and think of a way." As he spoke, Liao Luan took two steps back, and as soon as his eyes turned, he immediately saw the unusual appearance of Guan Yan, and frowned at the moment.

"Guanyan, how are you?" He asked. Guan Yan shook his head, he didn't want Liao Luan to know that he couldn't do it, and he didn't want to drag his feet, so he gritted his teeth and took two steps back.

"I'm fine, lord, let's go." But as soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground in a dejected manner, and with this movement, the snakes that crawled towards him first shrank back two steps, and then surged towards him.

Liao Luan was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his pupils shrank, he hurriedly stepped forward in two steps, and the Flying Feather Sword turned like a flower, slashing countless red, but that thing was endless, and it was not something that three people could solve at all.

At this time, Feng Xiaohan's hand was almost flying out of flowers, but no matter how powerful he was, he was only one hand, so he was always a little unable to catch it, and he only flew his hidden weapon in vain.

The Guanyan over there had been overwhelmed by the scarlet snakes, Liao Luan's eyes were red, and he wanted to save people again, but Feng Xiaohan reached out in time to stop him, and said, "People can't be saved, let's go quickly." ”

He grabbed Liao Luan's hand and clenched it tightly, Liao Luan gritted his teeth, and finally decided to listen to Feng Xiaohan's plan to leave, and his mouth was even more cold: "Go!" ”

However, as soon as he turned his head, the scene in front of him made his entire pupils shrink, and not far in front of him, among the sea of red flowers, there was a woman wearing a long aqua red dress standing in the middle.

She had a gorgeous face, but her smile was innocent and wanton, looking at Liao Luan's eyes full of love, and then, Liao Luan heard her shout: "Yan Gui, why are you still there, come here." ”

The voice was cute and cute, it was the voice of the person he loved the most, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Ah Liu." Then he had to go ahead to her.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xiaohan hurriedly grabbed Liao Luan, and the hand holding his sleeve was clenched tightly, as if he was afraid that he would commit suicide directly as soon as he let Liao Luan go.

"No, senior brother, don't die now, okay?" This is the case, whether he stops it or not, and it shouldn't be this time to look for death.

Feng Xiaohan thought so in his heart, but soon, he didn't have the heart to care about Liao Luan, and an innocent and moving female voice suddenly came from the empty slope, and that voice had always been his memory deep into the bone marrow.

"Little senior brother, why can't you come over, didn't you say you wanted to accompany me? Don't be stupid, come on. This voice was sweet and beautiful, and Feng Xiaohan looked up to see that it was the simple and beautiful face in his memory, Zhuo Wan's face.

"Ah Wan......" He felt that he had seen it wrong, but his eyes were still uncontrollably locked on the woman, and he couldn't care about pulling Liao Luan anymore, looking at the people not far away, she was standing under the big tree not far away, looking at Feng Xiaohan with a delicate face, but her tone was full of grievances.

"Why are you so slow, come on, little brother."

Gradually, that face was no longer as innocent as it used to be, and the expression on her face became more ruthless, she looked at Feng Xiaohan with a vicious face, and asked.

"Didn't you say you would avenge me? Feng Xiaohan, you coward who doesn't talk much, kill Liao Luan, kill him, are you in love with someone else, kill him......"

At this time, Liao Luan, who was let go, looked at Lin Zuiliu standing in the center of the flower bush without blinking, she was crying at this time, her voice sounded extremely desolate, and there was indescribable pain.

"Save me, Yan Gui, I'm so scared here, hurry up and save me."

He saw that Lin Zuiliu was surrounded by blood-red demonic snakes, spitting out long letters, and were crawling slowly towards Lin Zuiliu.

Liao Luan couldn't care about it so much, and hurriedly rushed over with the Flying Feather Sword to save Lin Zuiliu, but the action was resolute, and it seemed that he couldn't save Lin Zuiliu, so he decided to die here with her.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, he felt a sound of wind breaking through the air behind him, and then with a "dang" sound, his hair fell down, and the jade-white hairpin on his head also fell directly on the soft grass.

The hairpin was the cold hosta that Lin Zuiliu gave to Liao Luan before, he had never changed it when he wore it, and now it fell to the ground, and the jade-white hairpin formed a stark contrast with a sea of red flowers.

The wind blew Liao Luan's hair, covering his face, Liao Luan looked down at the hairpin on the ground, and the heavy scarlet color under his eyes suddenly slowly receded.

This hairpin was given to her by Ah Liu, but Ah Liu, Ah Liu will not appear in this inexplicable ghost place at all, she should be in a safe place now, she may be complaining about him, but it is indeed safe waiting for him to go back.

Thinking about it, he picked up the hairpin and raised his head, where was there any drunken willow in the middle of the bewitching sea of flowers, it was clearly just a piece of miserable white bones.

He knew that he was enchanted just now, but before he had time to think about what it was just now, the sound of breaking the sky sounded again, and Liao Luan held the Flying Feather Sword and turned around and waved, just blocking a hidden weapon that was rampage.

Frowning and looking, there was a face full of determination in front of him, this secret weapon was flying from him, he was also red at this time, his face was full of determination, looking at Liao Luan's eyes was determined to take revenge.

Not far behind him, Guan Yan lying on the ground was screaming in pain, if it weren't for the fact that there was nothing around him, Liao Luan really felt that he was experiencing some pain.

"Wait for death, Liao Luan."

Feng Xiaohan seems to have really made up his mind to kill him this time, so his moves are sharp, he is a killer, and almost every attack is towards the vital point.

If you really want to fight to the death, then forget it, Liao Luan is a big deal.

But now Feng Xiaohan is obviously not sober, he can't kill Feng Xiaohan, and he has to find a way to wake him up, which is a little stretched at the moment.

Liao Kui had already understood at this time that these flowers should be hallucinogenic and make people hallucinate, and the Guanyan they had just seen, including the Lin Zuiliu he saw later, should be part of this hallucination, not real at all.

The strange fragrance in the air became more and more intense, Liao Luan's brows furrowed more and more, and while he stretched out his hand to block the attack of Feng Xiaohan, his head suddenly thought of the sachet that Lin Zuiliu had embroidered for her before.

Lin Zuiliu likes jasmine, and there are a lot of plants in the small yard of Juliuyuan, when the flowers are in late summer and early autumn, she has to save them all up, and directly make them into tea or sachets, although the fragrance is tranquil, but it can last for a long time, Lin Zuiliu simply embroidered a flower bag for Liao Luan.

Now that this thing is on him, Liao Luan pursed his lips, and then suddenly stretched out his hand and took out the sachet from his arms, and attacked towards Feng Xiaohan.

For such a long time, Liao Luan was only blocking, and he didn't really mean to fight him, but now it was suddenly like this, so that Feng Xiaohan, who had fallen into madness, was a little in a hurry for a while.

Liao Luan's kung fu was originally a little better than Feng Xiaohan, and now he is doing his best, and after a while, Feng Xiaohan will fall behind.

Seeing the right time, Liao Luan's hand waved neatly on Feng Xiaohan's face, the sachet was right on his mouth, and the fragrance quickly entered his nose.

"Sober up and see where we are."

His voice was deep, a little cold, like a mountain spring resounding in Feng Xiaohan's ears, and he really slowly stopped his movements and began to ponder.