When she walked out of the bamboo forest.

Shui Qingchen's curled and long eyelashes and trembled a few times.

The handsome cheeks, on the ground, appeared a suspicious crimson.

"Hey, hey, Hey, Emperor Hades is ashamed." The strange laughter of the ghost slave rang out from the quiet room.

Shui Qingchen opened his eyes, without the slightest confusion of a person who had just woken up.

He sat up from the bed unhurriedly, and whispered in a warm and low voice with a hint of warning:

"Ghost slave, if you want to try the taste of darkness like me, I can fulfill you."

"Uh...... Can't. The ghost slave put away his laughter.

"Let's get started."

"Yes."

After a while, the aura of the ghost slave did not dissipate, and Shui Qingchen asked:

"Something?"

The ghost slave hesitated and said:

"Emperor Hades, that little overlord of yours seems to be heading towards the Oracle Temple."

Shui Qingchen's movement of putting on his shoes suddenly froze, his dark and dull eyes looked towards a corner of the room, and his eyebrows were lightly raised:

"Where?"

Oracle Temple.

The warm morning sun shines obliquely on the huge palace wall.

At this moment, the day has broken.

The huge Buddha statue located at the door, not as intimate and respectable as yesterday, in the morning light, the Buddha's eyes are extremely solemn, angry, and overwhelming.

Givenin stood outside the wall for a while.

She furrowed her brow, her little hand touching her chin, deep in thought.

Jiang Yuan's people still need a stick of incense to find here.

Generally speaking, she prefers to wait for Jiang Yuan's people to come, and then climb over the wall to enter inside, because she likes the feeling of being chased.

However, the holy land in front of him, but the place where Yan Xiu lived, must be full of mechanisms and challenges.

Rubbing his hands secretly, Ji Fanyin made a decision at the moment, and was about to break in, when a blue shadow "boomed", it flipped out of the wall, and with a slick of smoke, it moved without a trace.

It's him?

Ji Fanyin smiled slyly, took out the hound mask and put it on, and chased in the direction where the blue shadow disappeared.

The woods were rapidly retreating, and Shao Xiaobei was lucky enough to leap over the trees and run down the mountain.

Suddenly, a terrifying hound mask magnified in front of his eyes, blocking his way.

A pair of sparkling eyes, hiding behind a mask, smiled at him.

Shao Xiaobei was frightened and let out a miserable scream, poof, and fell from the tree, splashing a layer of dust.

Ji Fanyin jumped down from the tree, bent down with a smile, and locked his playful gaze on the thief who stole the fire fluorescent:

"The little mouse went up to the lampstand and stole oil and couldn't eat it. Tut-tut, look, this little face is destroyed. It's so pitiful~"

Shao Xiaobei's originally most proud handsome face was now full of tired, black and thick big eye bags, hanging left and right under his eyes.

God knows how he spent yesterday!

From the moment he fled into the Oracle Temple, there was an eerie and evil laugh that followed him like a shadow.

In a panic, he didn't look at it, pushed open the only door that could be pushed open, and got in.

The next moment, my feet were empty and my brain was blank.

He didn't even have the time to react, and the man fell into an underground labyrinth.

One night, one whole night!

He was chased through the maze all night like a damn and unlucky mouse!

Tired and exhausted, hungry and thirsty, he saw the light when his spirit, already tortured, was on the verge of collapse. Finally escaped from the underground labyrinth to the top, and the eerie bad laughter disappeared.

He was paralyzed in the corridor, and before he could catch his breath, a heavy murderous aura suddenly came from halfway up the mountain, and he forced his exhausted body to escape from the wall.

And then......

And then!

Heavenly sword!

The people who chased him all the way were actually waiting outside, waiting for him to throw himself into the net!

Shao Xiaobei was so angry that he simply sat on the ground, let Ji Fanyin mock him, and unwillingly grabbed a handful of grass clippings, smashed them towards Ji Fanyin's feet, and roared:

"Bastard! I know you've been teasing me! Anyway, it's all your people down the mountain, and I can't escape left and right! Come on, eighteen years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again! ”

Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows slightly.

He thought it was her people who went down the mountain?

Ji Fanyin glanced at the restless jungle below.

The sound of a fight came from below.

It's like two groups of people are facing each other.

Ji Fanyin didn't explain much to Shao Xiaobei, and kicked Shao Xiaobei's leg in disgust:

"Get up."

"What!" Shao Xiaobei glared at Ji Fanyin in annoyance.

"If you are not afraid of death, you will follow."

"Whoever is afraid of death is a bad seed!"

Shao Xiaobei jumped up from the grass and followed Ji Fanyin angrily.

After walking for a while, the deafening sound of water roared into the ears of the two of them.

Continue up to the top of the mountain.

Shao Xiaobei stretched his neck for some reason, jumped over Ji Fanyin's head curiously, looked forward intently, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that a hundred-zhang high giant waterfall hung down from the opposite mountain.

The mist is misty, pouring for thousands of miles, unstoppable.

A rumbling roar, echoing between the valleys.

Because the two peaks are steep and high, whether it is the waterfall on the opposite side or the Luhoi Mountain at your feet, half of the mountain is covered by marshmallow-like clouds, and you can't see the bottom at a glance.

If you fall from here, you'll definitely be smashed into mud.

"Jump."

"Huh?!"

Shao Xiaobei thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and looked at Ji Fanyin with his hands behind his back in amazement.

Ji Fanyin glanced at the cliff.

The freezing mist hit her face in bursts, cold and silky, reminding her of the comfortable embrace just now.

After putting away the thoughts of running away, Ji Fanyin said leisurely:

"I'll let you jump from here."

Shao Xiaobei laughed:

"Please, do I look like a fool? Why should I jump. ”

"Why do I think you look like a fool?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Fanyin hummed coldly, word by word, and deliberately said very slowly:

"Among the chronic poisons, my favorite is Blazing Spring. In the early stage of poisoning, it will only make people feel itchy in the back, but in the middle stage, if you don't scratch off a layer of skin, you can't solve the itch in your bones. Then, you will feel as if there are thousands of ants making noise in your heart, and you can't stop scratching your heart without disemboweling and seeing some blood. ”

Shao Xiaobei's face was blue for a while, and then turned pale again, and in the end, he glared at Ji Fanyin angrily:

"When?! When did you poison me! ”

Ji Fanyin spread his hands helplessly, laughing innocently and scoundrelly:

"Does this still matter? In the past two days, have you ever felt itchy in your back, always looking for a tree, looking for a wall, rubbing it? It's really embarrassing to have this position on my back, and I can't scratch it. Do you want me to help you? ”

"Don't come here!" Shao Xiaobei stepped back in shock.