The moonlight is hazy, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The fire shone brightly under the valley, and the Praetorian Guards illuminated the whole forest with torches in their hands, and the firelight swayed in the night wind, swaying rhythmically and rhythmically, and lying at their feet was the corpse of the old man.

The old man had already lost his breath, but the artifact was nowhere to be found.

They had already searched the surrounding area, and there was nothing but the old man's body and a broken sedan chair, a large pit that resembled a human shape, and the artifact was gone.

The night breeze was blowing, everyone straightened their waists, and a rigorous atmosphere lingered on the tip of everyone's heart, like a taut hyun, and if you are not careful, a tragic disaster will happen.

The night sky is half a dark moon, full of floating dust.

The drizzle continued.

In the depths of the dense forest, there was a slight sound of footsteps, very rhythmic, but to the ears of the Praetorian Guard, it was the footsteps of demons, which would drag you into hell at any time without warning.

After a long time, a cold and lonely white shadow came from the depths of the valley, a hairpin as dazzling as fire loosely pulled up the green silk, the white clothes fluttered, the clothes swayed gently with the wind, and the faint moonlight passed through the gaps between the trees, and fell on his face in a flickering light.

It was a face more beautiful than a woman, the face was like a peach blossom, the pupils were cold, the eyebrows were shaved, the thick eyebrows were slightly raised rebelliously, and under the long and slightly curled eyelashes were deep eyes, like two jewels in the night, glowing with noble luster, the sharp eyes were cold and ruthless, and the delicate lips like roses matched with the gorgeous face, combined into a kind of beauty that captivated the world.

That kind of beauty, so beautiful that you can forget to breathe.

Under the gorgeous white clothes, his cheeks and neck are as smooth as porcelain, and with his long and slender figure, they are all showing nobility and gorgeousness.

That kind of temperament, noble and pure.

"Where is the artifact?"

The cold voice without a trace of temperature seemed to come from the abyss of death hell, empty and cold.

The voice without a trace of warmth instantly transformed him from an angel who did not eat fireworks in the world to a demon in the abyss of hell.

"Qi Qi National Teacher, the person has been found, except for a broken sedan chair in a humanoid pit, the artifact is missing." One of the young Praetorian Guards stepped forward to reply, his head bowed, but his voice was crisp and clear.

As the words of the young Praetorian Commander fell, the forest became silent in an instant, except for the sound of the night wind stirring the woods, and even the surrounding oxygen became thin.

"What about the corpses?"

After a long time, the hollow voice came out again, and there was no joy or sorrow.

A corpse covered in blood was quickly lifted in front of the white cloth, and the seemingly calm eyes of the man in white concealed sharp eyes, and he exuded a vicious aura all over his body, looking like a sharp blade from a distance, which would stab the people around him at any time.

The white, slender fingers like clotted fat opened towards the corpse on the ground, instantly incinerating the corpse into a pile of powder, and the surrounding Praetorian Guards did not dare to come out, and they knelt neatly, and the torches fluttered enchantingly, trembling and trembling.

Bai Yi slowly withdrew his palm, his deep eyes emitted a bloodthirsty light, he stepped forward lightly, and his cold gaze shifted to the big pit on the ground.

The man in white's eyebrows were as deep as the sea, and a half-cut red rag suddenly fell in front of him with the wind, he suddenly made a move, and the red rag instantly fell into his palm, and his deep eyes narrowed dangerously, he spread out his palm, revealing the rag, and said in a deep voice, "What is this?" ”

When the young Praetorian Guard commander saw the things in the hands of the man in white, his face instantly turned as white as dirt, "My subordinates are not careful, please punish the national teacher." ”

"This matter can be dealt with later, you go and find out immediately, there are those people who have happy events today... Everyone else is out of the valley..."

"Yes." The Praetorian Guards responded in unison, and the figures scattered, quickly left, and disappeared into the secluded forest in the blink of an eye.

The man in white was still standing lonely in the wind, looking up at the sky slightly, his eyes as deep as a pool showed a blurred color, the drizzle had stopped, the full moon had long been covered by dark clouds, and the scattered stars were lonely and exuding a faint light, a miserable virtual light.

Holy Clansmaiden, only you can deliver me from the sea of suffering.

Only you...

The man in white slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms, silently chanted a complicated incantation in his mouth, spread out his palm, and a beam of green light rose in the air in his palm, and the light gradually turned into a blue-green cloud with his silent thoughts.

The turquoise cloud was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed as if something was wriggling inside, and a strange air flow was flowing around it.

"Smack!" With a crisp sound, the green thing finally broke a black hole in the turquoise rain mist, and a dark green emaciated hand eerily stretched out from it, and then an eerie skeleton emerged from it.

The skeleton held a black scythe, its upper and lower teeth chattering and gurgling.

"Go get the artifact back for me."

The young man in white opened his eyes and gave instructions to the skeleton.

The skull's head tilted, and two green ghost fires flickered where it should have been, and the next second, it instantly burrowed into the dirt and disappeared into thin air.

The moon was covered with dark clouds, and there was not a single light in sight. The trees and the grass were connected together, like an endless giant net, enveloping Gu Liuxi in it, so depressed that she couldn't breathe, she kept running in the depths of the valley, but she couldn't go to the end.

Keep running, keep spinning, keep looking, just can't find a place to get out, this place is like an endless ocean, she can't get out, trapped in it.

Her image at the moment was full of embarrassment, and the wedding robe on her body had already become tattered under the tearing of the branches and weeds, and she simply tore off the long skirt that hindered her feet, and simply made it into a short skirt that reached her knees.

She was hungry and tired after walking for so long, and if it weren't for the sad and hopeful eyes of the uncle before he died, she would have fallen down long ago.

Where the hell is this, how did she end up in this hellish place?

No, there is no way out ...

Gu Liuxi fell on the grass tiredly and closed her eyes tiredly.

No, how could she fall, she was Gu Liuxi! Gu Liuxi, who is as tenacious as Xiaoqiang! How could she be knocked down by the predicament in front of her, not tired, she was not tired at all.

She kept hypnotizing herself, and only after her strength gradually recovered did she sit up from the ground with a 'whoosh', and just as she wanted to stand up, a dirt pit suddenly appeared under her feet.

The dirt pit spread strangely and automatically around, and a pair of faint green eyes suddenly appeared in the dirt pit, which happened to meet her inquiring eyes, and the dark green pupils suddenly lit up with two green ghost fires.

Gu Liuxi looked at the skeleton defenselessly.