Han Xin just felt that his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't move, and Ren Ghost's hand grabbed his neck, and the more he pinched it, the tighter it became.

In the next moment, the vial she was holding in her arms flashed with green light, enveloping her whole body, and the ghost behind her was also violently rebounded.

Han Xin endured the sore throat and quickly turned around, and a yellow charm slipped out of her sleeve, and she pinched it.

The ghost retreated sharply, and Han Xin chased after him, threw the yellow talisman forward, and stabbed forward with the long sword in his right hand.

The long sword pierced the yellow rune, and then stabbed the ghost shadow to nail the yellow rune.

The ghost screamed and struggled, and the nailed yellow charm began to spontaneously combust without flames, turning himself and the ghost into ashes together.

Han Xin coughed several times, and looked at the ashes all over the ground with a painful heartache, there were only 6 of these ghost exorcism talismans in her body, and each of them could not continue to be used, but she didn't expect to kill a ghost but use one, and the ghost knew how many ghosts there were in this white mist?

She looked back at the dead corpses all over the ground, this person she remembered that her strength was not bad in the scattered cultivation, and Han Xin concluded that her strength was probably equal to her.

This kind of person died silently in the white mist, and if it weren't for the vial, I am afraid that it would have the same result as her.

Han Xin recalled Ling's predecessor's warning, this place was really an extremely sinister place, and it was no worse than the Black Jiao Cave.

She is a pawn in this treacherous place, if it weren't for the luck of the sky, she wouldn't have understood it in the end.

The idea of the best strategy for thirty-six immediately came to Han Xin's mind.

In the past, when she was in danger, she had to sneak away in advance to save her life.

But this time, the expression on Fang Hongcha's face appeared in Han Xin's mind, and people couldn't help but feel a little entangled.

Brush –

Grotesque voices suddenly came.

Han Xin hurriedly checked, and saw a dead body on the ground not far away, and he didn't know what was dragging it.

Han Xin's face suddenly became extremely solemn, he held his breath, and slowly retreated step by step, until his whole body was shrouded in mist and disappeared.

…………

Fang Hongcha found that he couldn't tell the direction.

The combination of the white fog and the intricate architecture and lines of the Aranjo Temple is a large labyrinth formed naturally.

Fang Hongcha was completely lost, and he didn't know how long it had been since he left, and the farther he went, he felt that something was wrong, and the buildings around him began to be familiar.

He pinpointed his position and made a mark, and with a sword backwards in his hand, he killed a ghost figure trying to stick to his back.

At first, Fang Hongcha was still very afraid of these ghosts, but gradually he found that these ghosts were not difficult to deal with.

Every time the ghost shadow approached, it could bring a burst of coolness to Fang Black Tea, and the ghost's attack method was to lie down on his back and pinch his neck first, and do nothing else, which was a trick and two stunned.

Therefore, whenever he felt that there was something behind him, Fang Hongcha would make a move to turn around and pull it out, and it was easy to kill it, and he had killed seven or eight of them so far.

If you play a game, this is simply the best place to farm monsters, but unfortunately Fang Hongcha has no experience in killing monsters, and the system does not trigger any more tasks for him.

After making the mark, Fang Hongcha kept groping forward, and after walking for an unknown amount of time, the buildings around him became familiar, and only then did he see the mark he had made.

Sure enough, he has been walking around this circle since the beginning.

Is this a legend that ghosts hit the wall?

What can it be?

Fang Hongcha felt a lot of headaches, thought about it, and finally chose to climb to the roof to see if he could get out of this ghostly place from the roof.

This time he didn't meet any acquaintances on the rooftop, so he chose his direction, took a few steps to run, and jumped into another room.

In this way, taking the house on his feet as a reference, Fang Black Tea went straight forward, and the environment gradually changed.

"Boom-"

There was a sudden shock, and the house on his feet shook, making Fang Hongcha almost unsteady.

He walked to the eaves and looked down, and immediately gasped.

But I saw that there were thick and large tree roots growing in the open space below, and each tree root was at least as thick as an adult, and it was exposed from the ground.

At this time, the roots of the trees seemed to come alive, like giant pythons crawling to the ground, drilling through and crushing the houses on both sides.

Seeing the roots of the tree coming this way, Fang Hongcha quickly turned around and jumped out of the roof, and in just a few breaths, the house was pressed by the roots.

He kept running out on both feet, and behind him there was a rumbling sound one after another, and a large number of buildings were destroyed on the roots of the trees.

Fang Hongcha finally jumped into a small courtyard, and the movement behind him had just stopped.

He couldn't help but gasp, it was scary. Could these roots be the roots of a huge tree in the temple? It's a giant monster with countless tentacles.

Is it a mistake that the system actually let such a high-level miscellaneous soldier kill such a behemoth?

Even if you want to skip the level and fight monsters, there is no reason to cross so many levels at once, and there is a feeling of going to fight the boss just out of the novice village.

Fang Hongcha complained in her heart, once again curious about Ling Mengyue's position at the moment.

Looking at the roots of the tree from here meant that it was not far from the giant tree, why didn't Ling Mengyue move at all after walking in for so long?

Fang Black Tea rested for a while, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a faint smell of grass in his nose.

He was startled, and then sniffed closely, the smell was very similar to the smell of grass that he had smelled in the Aranruo Temple last night, but there was a subtle difference.

The smell of grass came from the room in the courtyard, the house was old and dilapidated, cobwebbed, several doors were missing, and the house was pitch black, and it looked like a monster waiting for its prey with its mouth wide open.

Fang Hongcha quietly retreated, wanting to leave the courtyard.

The reason why he dared to chase him out last night was because there were a lot of people around, and he was a living person now, so he would definitely be careful and not feel ashamed.

Before Fang Black Tea could retreat, a childish sound suddenly came from behind him.

"Are you lost?"

Fang Hongcha's whole body was full of swords, and he subconsciously held the sword of slashing evil.

He turned slowly and saw a little girl standing not far from him, looking at him curiously.

This little girl was about twelve years old, with pigtails, big eyes, a small nose, and a slightly baby fat face, which was very cute.

The little girl was dressed in purple and hung a small gourd around her waist.

When Fang Hongcha saw such a cute little girl, she couldn't help but smile: "Yes, I'm still lost, I don't know how to go, right?" ”

"Of course I do."

The little girl proudly put her hand on her waist: "I have taken a lot of people out of here, and no one knows more about it than I do." ”

Fang Hongcha's eyes lit up: "So, can you take me away?" ”

"Of course you can, big brother."

The little girl jumped up and down.

Fang Hongcha also stepped forward with a smile, raising his hand was an illusion, and he used his qi to decide, his feet were very heavy, his body was as fast as a galloping horse, and he rushed to the little girl in an instant, and stabbed her chest with a sword.

Smelling of grass all over his body, and deceiving himself into thinking that he is an alchemist?

You garbage monster!