Time flies.

Ye Qingfeng can be regarded as an acute child.

After waiting for about half an hour, there was still no response.

"When is this going?"

Ye Qingfeng thought about it for a long time and decided that he still couldn't sit still.

At that moment, he carried Zhao Ruirui into the car that was abandoned in the dense forest clearing, left a little gap in the window, and placed it on the back seat smoothly.

Ye Qingfeng's figure slowly bowed out of the car, his eyes solemn.

Whoa!

Eight yellow runes appeared out of thin air, like butterflies dancing in the night sky.

"Eight Spiritual Guarding Techniques!"

Ye Qingfeng's hands were as fast as lightning, his fingers were like spirits beating in the night, and the spiritual power between the surrounding heaven and earth was frantically poured in.

A piece of golden light shone in mid-air, and eight pieces of rune paper strangely emerged with obscure ancient characters, standing in eight directions on the car where Zhao Ruirui was.

As a golden light emanated, it landed on the eight rune papers, instantly intertwined into a gossip pattern and descended into the earth.

The rune array is completed.

The spiritual power between heaven and earth converged, forming a protective shield, and no evil spirit below the resentful spirit could get even a step closer to here.

That's all it takes.

Ye Qingfeng turned on the flame golden eyes and walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

After walking for more than ten minutes on the mountain road, Ye Qingfeng came to a mountain alone, and then stopped cautiously to carefully observe the movements around him.

At this time, it was already very late, and if it weren't for the flaming golden eyes, it would be impossible to move an inch without any lighting.

Soon, when Ye Qingfeng walked a distance, he could vaguely see a deserted village in front of him.

This is not surprising.

Because before coming to the Ghost Crying Cliff, the man dressed as a worker had already told Ye Qingfeng that there used to be many villages here.

"Tsk, there's a lot of resentment here......"

Ye Qingfeng smashed his mouth, and his face was a little more solemn.

However, Ye Qingfeng finally mustered up the courage, sacrificed the soul whip, and walked step by step, extremely cautiously.

The Soul Whip is a kind of divine weapon that is born with the ability to restrain evil spirits.

With it as a self-defense weapon, it will inexplicably produce a strong sense of security.

Not far away, the stone monument at the entrance of the village has been covered by weeds, and after decades of abandonment, the handwriting has long been blurred.

Ye Qingfeng was extremely cautious step by step.

Although the Heavenly Dao Spirit Capture System did not issue any warning, it was still necessary to be careful.

Looking at this village carefully, there are probably more than 100 households, and according to the standards of Ye Qingfeng's previous life, it belongs to a relatively small village.

Due to decades of desertion, as soon as Ye Qingfeng entered the village, there was a smell of decay, accompanied by the night breeze, blowing in his nose, and at the same time, he also felt a strong resentment.

It's just that it's intermittent, if there is nothing.

"This isn't the base camp of the evil spirit, but there is a wraith lurking."

Although Ye Qingfeng didn't have much time to cultivate, he had a strong ability to adapt, and with the experience accumulated during this time, he naturally got up to 120,000 points.

"Ah~ah~ah~"

After just a few steps, Ye Qingfeng suddenly stopped, and he didn't know if it was because of his nerves, or if he was too cautious and had an auditory hallucination.

Just a few dozen seconds.

Ye Qingfeng continued to hear a poignant female voice, as if playing pipa accompaniment, which made people feel like they were in a different world.

Fortunately, Ye Qingfeng was a human being in two lives, and his mind was firmer than that of ordinary people, and at the moment when he was about to fall into a hallucination, the tendons and veins in his body that were almost stagnant affected the Creation Divine Bell in the dantian, and a bell sounded that made Ye Qingfeng wake up suddenly.

"! Almost landed! ”

Ye Qingfeng, who woke up, couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, his body shuddered, he calmed down, his expression was solemn, and he kept scanning the surroundings.

It seems that this hidden spirit is not simple!

"The front edge is destined, and we will spend this life together.

Floating life without him is just a waste, but there are countless victories in the world.

Have you found him in the vast sea of people? ”

"The road of life is like a long dream.

The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost are dry.

In the red dust, dreams have several directions.

Looking for the love of the crazy dream center, the road is boundless. ”

Nima!

Ye Qingfeng listened to the accompaniment music from the pipa and listened to the humming of the poignant female voice, and almost fell into it several times, but when he was about to be in a desperate situation, he could stop the precipice in time.

"Singing, isn't it? Lao Tzu will too! Back then, I was too proficient in falsetto and tremolo...... Listen up! ”

"It's not easy to get boredom and hesitation, and it's not easy to reach ...... ideals"

Although Ye Qingfeng had a calm breath and sang loudly, his back was already soaked at this time.

Because of that poignant female voice, it seems to have magical power, constantly eroding Ye Qingfeng's nerves, so he can only use his human way to treat his body, and use the song that accompanied him through the downturn in his previous life to concentrate his energy and consolidate his mind.

"Come on...... Come on...... Come here...... The little woman has been waiting for a long time......"

After being interrupted by Ye Qingfeng's singing, suddenly, a haunting female voice echoed in the village, which reached Ye Qingfeng's ears, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and his heart was cold.

Faced with such a temptation, Ye Qingfeng was speechless.

Your uncle's.

With affection, snort.

This is replaced by other young people with strong blood, and it is estimated that they will fall immediately.

However, Ye Qingfeng is Ye Qingfeng.

In this situation, he still maintained a firm will, and now that he was about to arrive at the center of the village, Ye Qingfeng tensed his nerves and did not dare to relax at all.

He knows better than anyone that if he falls, his life will be in it......

Bang!

Bang bang...... Rumble!

At this time, the sound of fighting from a distance gradually rose and fell, and the screams were mixed.

Obviously, Yu Leopards has already fought with the mummy fierce spirit.

"How high is the sky, but the ambition in the heart is higher than the sky...... Confident that you can't die, live to ...... old age"

Ye Qingfeng continued to sing to resist the harassment of the female resentful spirit, walking alone on the village road, constantly searching for something.

Hidden murder along the way.

Ye Qingfeng held the dementor whip, maintained a highly defensive posture, walked and walked, and came to a big locust tree that was almost a hundred years old.

This big locust tree is covered with white strips of cloth, and whenever the wind blows, it will make a whirring sound, which makes people see it, and it is inevitable that they will be afraid, and an innate panic will emerge in an instant.

A gust of wind blew in his face, and Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but shudder.

"Finally appeared?!"

Ye Qingfeng's originally nervous mood disappeared in an instant when he saw the familiar figure in front of him: "I'm going, I knew it was this one, Lao Tzu would have swaggered in, hum, Bai was nervous for a while......"

The figure in front of him, dressed in white and white dress, with a disheveled head, a face covered with scars, and a pair of hollow pupils, surging with a bottomless white.

A purple-white resentment enveloped him in an instant.

"Boy, seeing that you are young, you are not small, do you dare to chase after you?"

The poignant voice came from the mouth of the disfigured female resentful spirit.

Ye Qingfeng was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that a resentful spirit who seemed to have only grown into a period, and his language organization ability was so slippery.

"You're not too daring, do you still want to eat me with a whip?"

Ye Qingfeng knew that now was not the time to dwell on this issue, so he immediately raised the soul whip and said with a provocative smile: "Come here, the soul whip in Lao Tzu's hand is ready to move." ”