The moon is evil, the stars are different, and the night wind is like crying.

The dense forest in the dark night is full of evil energy, as if there are countless pairs of eyes, always watching the living people who trespass without permission. The night wind shuttled through the forest, constantly emitting terrifying whimpering, and even the most courageous people could not help but be terrified when they heard it.

Murong Yunyao frowned slightly, holding a long sword in his hand, and walked at the front of the team. Her hands were clenched very tightly at the moment, so tight that her knuckles turned white, and cold sweat involuntarily oozed from her palms. Wan Jianfeng held the wine gourd in his right hand, but he didn't have the heart to take a sip, and his left hand was always on the handsome stick, ready to pull out the stick and fight as soon as there was a stir. The soldiers behind the two were even more nervous, and their hands holding guns and swords trembled.

Everyone explored the way with their weapons, and slowly marched forward, taking every step with extreme caution, but the dense forest was only two or three miles, but they walked for a full hour. Murong Yunyao and Wan Jianfeng didn't feel too tired because of their light skills, but the soldiers behind them were already sweating and complained in low voices.

After a short time, through the dense branches, everyone saw two mountains with intertwined teeth not far away. The mountain is a dark and narrow canyon, and the mountain wind blows into the valley, and there are strange echoes, like a ghost crying.

Wan Jianfeng subconsciously raised his hand, made the army stop, and said sideways: "Little witch, we haven't seen the disappeared soldiers on this road, we haven't seen the corpses of the killed soldiers, and we haven't even seen half of the ghost shadows, are you sure you heard it right just now?" ”

Murong Yunyao said: "I'm sure I heard it right, let's go into the Lonely Soul Gorge to find out!" ”

Wan Jianfeng pointed at the soldiers behind him and said with a smile: "Are you sure they look like bears and dare to enter the Lonely Soul Gorge?" Be careful not to encounter the enemy army, and be killed by this group of cowards first. ”

Murong Yunyao looked at them through the moonlight, and saw that everyone's faces were pale, as if looking at the Lonely Soul Gorge in front of them, which was a Huangquan road without return. No one seemed to dare to take another half step forward. She raised the long sword in her hand angrily, and said angrily: "You wine bags and rice bags, you only know how to be lazy and slippery on weekdays, but you are not as calm and brave as this girl at the moment. If anyone dares to be greedy for life and fear death, and run away from the battle, be careful that this girl cuts off his head! ”

The first soldier cried with a sad face, and said cautiously: "Miss Murong, although it is our duty to go into battle to kill the enemy, can we ...... But you didn't say you would take us to kill the ghosts! If we die on the battlefield, it will be glorious, but if we are unfortunate enough to enter the belly of the ghost, how will we survive in the next life! You are not a court official, so why bother with each other? If you let us go today, we will be willing to be a cow and a horse for you in the next life. ”

When all the soldiers saw that someone had spoken their minds, they all echoed and said, "Yes, Miss Murong." This place is eerie and terrifying, and once you rush in, it is really a blessing and a curse. We were soldiers just to get paid, and no one thought of putting our lives into it! Raise your hands and don't let us go any further! ”

Their words made Murong Yunyao's eyes wide with anger, and he was about to kill the person who took the lead with a swing of his sword. Wan Jianfeng hurriedly grabbed her and whispered, "Little witch, what are you going to do?" If you kill him, the others will have to mutiny, and then we will not only have to deal with the enemy army lurking in the shadows, but also guard against our own people, won't we suffer a great loss? ”

Murong Yunyao suppressed the anger in her heart, and glared at the person who took the lead, you are all seven-foot-tall men, don't let this girl look down on you, if anyone doesn't want to listen to this girl's orders, just let this girl go! But this girl's ugly words are in front, if you really leave, you will become a deserter, can General Liu let you go? Can the law of the Great Song spare you? Can the Holy One spare you? She snorted coldly and walked alone towards the valley. Wan Jianfeng was afraid that Murong Yunyao would be angry and fall into the trap of the enemy, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Although the entrance to the Lonely Soul Gorge is not too wide, it is large enough for a dozen or so people to walk side by side. But the further you go, the narrower the road becomes, and after three or four miles, the canyon is so narrow that only one person can walk sideways.

The road in the valley is getting narrower and narrower, but the mountains on both sides are getting higher and higher, and the strange rocks on the mountains are getting more and more strange. Murong Yunyao leaned sideways and walked slowly in the canyon, feeling an inextricable depression in her heart, which almost suffocated her.

She couldn't turn around at will, naturally she couldn't see Wan Jianfeng's expression behind her, let alone see if any soldiers took the opportunity to escape. She could only hold on to her sword, hold her breath, and look ahead vigilantly, ready to fight the lurking enemy to the death.

I don't know how far I went, but suddenly I saw that the narrow road gradually became wider, and it seemed to be much wider than the valley mouth. Murong Yunyao took advantage of the faint moonlight to see that there was a dense forest in the distance, if it weren't for the slight difference in the mountains on both sides, she thought that she had encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and she went around and returned to the valley mouth.

Suddenly, she stopped!

Whether it was the strange dense forest, the vague fog, or the narrow and difficult path, she did not hesitate in the slightest, but at this moment she stopped.

She stopped too suddenly, and Wan Jianfeng, who was following behind, couldn't regain his momentum and crashed straight into her. He rubbed his head, looked at Murong Yunyao puzzled, and complained casually: "Little witch, why did you suddenly not leave?" I want to kill this young man! ”

Murong Yunyao didn't speak, her eyes stared at the ground not far away, her face was unprecedentedly serious. Wan Jianfeng followed her gaze and saw the corpses of Song Jun lying in front of the dense forest, although they died in different ways, but the pain and fear before death were the same. A large amount of blood flowed down from the wounds on each corpse, converging into a shocking pool of blood red on the ground.

If the death of these Song soldiers was expected by Wan Jianfeng, the situation around him was far beyond his expectations. Although these Song soldiers are ordinary soldiers, they are all battle-hardened soldiers, and they dare not say that they can be ten when the disaster is at hand, at least they should resist desperately, but there is not even a trace of a fight. Unless there are really evil ghosts and fierce spirits in the forest, who can kill so many Song troops in an instant?

Murong Yunyao looked at the prospect and sighed: "Alas, no wonder the officers and soldiers sent by General Liu have disappeared mysteriously, it turns out that they don't want to ask for help, but they don't have time to ask for help at all!" But Qu Yue's soldiers are the same as their father's sperm and mother's blood, and they also receive regular training from the army, how can they be so strong? It's incredible! ”

At this moment, Murong Yunyao was still surprised, but Wan Jianfeng's gaze had already moved away from these corpses, and he looked in the direction he came from in a panic. Murong Yunyao had never seen Wan Jianfeng so nervous, and couldn't help asking, "Stinky food, what's wrong?" Did you find anything? ”

Wan Jianfeng said: "Little witch, didn't you notice that something was wrong with the situation?" ”

"What's wrong?" Murong Yunyao asked subconsciously. But as soon as her voice fell, she suddenly reacted, and looked at the way she came in great surprise, and said in disbelief: "What about the Song soldiers we brought, why didn't any of them follow?" Even if there are people who walk slower, they shouldn't all be so slow! No...... It's not like you've been killed in the canyon just now! ”

Wan Jianfeng sighed, "Alas, this young man only cares about you, so he doesn't care too much about the movements behind him." Now that I think about it, those people must have gone to report to Lord Yama! ”

Suddenly, there was a strange laugh in the forest!

The laughter was shrill and urgent, and it sounded like a female ghost laughing at night. With the laughter, a cold light suddenly rose, and the yin wind struck directly towards Murong Yunyao's neck. Murong Yunyao hurriedly turned around and took out his sword to block the attack of the comer, but the long sword intersected with the cold mang, and he was cut into two in an instant. She gasped and hurriedly jumped back, but the opponent's attack was too fast, and her right shoulder was still cut by a sharp weapon, and blood fell in an instant.

At the same time, countless people in white appeared all over the mountains, blocking the way of the two. Their long hair was scattered and covered their faces, and their white robes were very tattered, and their robes were even more intertwined, like the clothes of prisoners on death row. Don't say it's at night, even in broad daylight, it's enough to scare people's souls.

Murong Yunyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise: "Ah! I said, how could the Qu Yue soldiers have such great ability, it turned out to be a group of ghosts from the Chaos Sect! If you want to eat, you must be careful! ”

Wan Jianfeng pulled out his handsome stick, and said with a horizontal stick on his chest: "Little witch, this is what you often call the Chaos Sect!" It's really a bunch of ghosts, phew, they say they're ghosts, and the ghosts don't like it! ”

Murong Yunyao didn't care to answer Wan Jianfeng, she looked at the person who had just suddenly poisoned her. This person was wearing a navy blue dress, which stood out among the white-clothed ghosts. Her facial features are very similar to Murong Yunyao's, but they are becoming more and more cold. I saw her holding a crescent-shaped scimitar, and her whole body was full of amazing heroism and murderous intent. It was the girl who had seen Zhao Dezhao's mansion from afar that night.

The moonlight shone obliquely on the girl's body, and the mountain breeze blew her blue dress, and the tulle at the hem of the skirt was slightly bulging, making her whole person look beautiful and cold, dreamy and weird in the night. Although she was born beautifully, the scimitar in her hand was deadly, and it shimmered with a chilling light in the moonlight.

The girl looked at Murong Yunyao, and the corners of her mouth outlined a grim smile. Then, she raised her Qianqianyu hand, bent her slender ten fingers, and made several gestures in a row, and her movements were extremely familiar. A man in white beside her quickly explained in a hoarse and gloomy voice: "The Wide-eyed Great Sacrifice Wine said that all those who trespass on the Lonely Soul Gorge can only have one end - death!" ”

(End of chapter)