Yu Qing wielded his sword,

"Bang!" With a bang,

The gold and stone struck each other, and the strange tongue did not move at all, and it was not injured at all.

"Ahhhhh————h

Fang Zhixin's face turned pale, and his cry became even more poignant.

Just when she was a little at a loss,

A flute sound of Qingyue came.

The strange tongue slowly wrapped around Fang Zhixin's legs, and writhed with the sound of the flute, like an upright cobra dancing to the music.

Fang Zhixin was able to take a breath, his face was like knocking over the spice plate, and he was blue and red.

"Senior sister! What happened! Tong Lingshan's voice came from far downstairs.

Fang Zhixin crawled and hid in the closet in the corner, sulking:

"Just when I'm not there!"

Feng Junyou took the lead and jumped in through the window, and the sound of the flute lingered around the beam, and it had not stopped.

Yu Qing was puzzled: "That piper, isn't it you?" ”

Feng Junyou has always had a jade flute hanging by her side, so she will treat the firefighter as him.

Feng Junyou was a little surprised: "I'm not a cultivator, that jade flute is actually a disguised sleeve arrow." ”

Are there any other wind families?

Just as she was thinking, a slumpy woman's voice came from the roof:

"I don't know that the distinguished guest has arrived, I have missed the welcome, the servants are offended, and I still look at Haihan."

The flute stopped, and the strange tongue trembled when he heard the woman's voice.

Snake and snake, soon crawling out of the house and disappearing around the corner.

Yu Qinggang wanted to pinch a "gathering" word trick and put the monster away, but saw a white light flying out of the window, hitting the body of the strange tongue.

"Shhh

At this moment, a woman in red rolled in through the window.

She is dressed in a neat short dozen, with a high bundle of green silk, and the cuffs are embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, which are consistent with the ornaments on the Fengjunyou jade plate, which should be the logo of the Feng family.

The woman's eyes were smiling, her face was pink and her lips were red, and her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Feng Junyou.

Feng Junyou's expression showed surprise, and he called: "Second sister! ”

"The third brother is not practicing on the mountain, how can he have time to travel down the mountain?" The woman smiled.

The person who came was the second daughter of the Feng family, Feng Yuchan.

Feng Junyou arched his hand and said: "I went down the mountain to solve the disaster of the demon beast, and I hope that the second sister will help me." ”

Feng Yuchan's eyes rolled and she replied:

"The scourge of demon beasts, starting from the Death God Ridge in the north, endangers the Netherworld. The Fengjia industry has a lot of layout here, and I should join hands with all my colleagues to return the Netherworld City to a bright future. ”

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"You mean, that resentful spirit pill is made for lonely souls and wild ghosts who practice penance but can't become demons?"

The fragrance of tea is curling, and Feng Junyou's face is submerged in water vapor, and it is impossible to see clearly.

"You don't know how painful it is to be a ghost...... Feng Yuchan sighed, her voice far away.

Ghosts have no entity, only shadows, lack of five senses, and do not distinguish between dimness.

As soon as the sun rises, they have to hide in the dark, and only when it is dark can they come out and wander.

This is the reason why the Accord is fluted all night long and the lights are bright.

"But in the end, this is a violation of the ethics of cultivation, and it is very easy to go mad if you go against the heavens."

Yu Qing said in a deep voice.

Feng Yuchan said coldly:

"We are businessmen, different from you who are famous and decent."

"The human world has the suffering of the human world, and the ghosts also have the pain of the ghosts. Since the collapse of the order of the underworld, a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts have nowhere to return, wandering around, if they can follow the right path, who wants to cultivate the evil outer path! ”

Then, her voice carried a touch of regret:

"Demons also have a variety of forms, be kind to people, and just want to live a peaceful life of demons, there are not a few, my inn has taken in countless lonely souls and wild ghosts, and also received some demon ...... that are not accepted by the world."

Everyone felt that there was gloom and compassion behind them, and there was a cold wind blowing down their backs.

"Of course, if there is nothing to do, I will not agree to this soul needle."

Her voice was solemn, and white light flashed from her fingertips.

The furnishings in the room, the ceiling, the walls, and the cups on the tea table all shook.

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Murong Tian returned to the room, looked at the ceiling, and talked to the system in his heart:

"If the order of the Six Realms collapses like this, don't the immortals in the heavens care? A large number of people die and cannot be reincarnated, isn't there less and less human race? ”

The system said with a smile: "After the war between gods and demons, a large number of immortals withered, and they are still too busy to take care of themselves, how can they take care of themselves?" Heroes emerge in troubled times, you wait, and become the one who rewrites the god list in the future! ”

Murong Tian had long been accustomed to the systematic painting cake, and he was too lazy to take care of it.

After the crisis of the inn was temporarily lifted, Yu Qing immediately decided to set off tomorrow and go to the Dead God Ridge, so everyone rested early tonight.

The next morning, everyone gathered downstairs at the inn.

The shopkeeper smiled and led the horse out, and the two sides of the horse were full of bags.

"You distinguished guests are traveling far away, and there are many inconveniences, so the small ones have specially prepared a few small gifts, and I hope you will smile."

In addition to food and drink, there were also several tents made of unknown materials, faintly shining, and a lantern hung in front of each horse.

"This tent is made of thousand-year-old spider silk, which is extremely resistant to wind, frost, rain and snow, and is the best choice for keeping warm and cold. This ever-bright lamp, no need to add oil, I heard that the miasma of the Dead God Ridge is pervasive, the dense forest covers the sky, and the sun and moon are not seen, so it ......"

The shopkeeper told the story, everyone listened to Feng Yuchan's explanation, and they also let go of their fear of him, so they were polite, and the real guests and hosts enjoyed themselves.

The horses disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and after crossing the Luochuan Mountain, they could enter the realm of the Dead God Ridge.

The figure of the shopkeeper has long disappeared into a small black dot, and his voice is faintly heard in the wind:

"Second Miss, Third Young Master, distinguished guests, you must return safely!"

As we go up, the vegetation becomes more sparse, and the land is desolate and barren in front of everyone's eyes.

The temperature plummeted, and the wind was chilling, mixed with a few snowflakes.

The snow on the side of the road became thicker and thicker, and the horses were a little strained, so everyone dismounted and climbed up one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The system's weird laughter suddenly sounded: "Get ready, your first chance is coming." ”

The second monk Murong Tianzhang was puzzled, and was waiting to ask in his heart, when a rumbling sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

Ahead, Feng Yuchan's expression was frightened, she directly threw the reins, and shouted:

"It's an avalanche! Abandon your horses! Hide behind the boulder with me!! ”

The sky was gloomy, the surging wind was howling, and even more terrible than the wind was a white mist of snow on the opposite hillside.

Thunder resounded through the sky, and torrents of ice and snow roared down, sweeping everything into the air with great speed and great force.

Everyone showed their magic and ran quickly, but they still couldn't reach the downpour.

The sky is dark, the sky is angry, and the earth is groaning.

The powerful air flow rushed down the hillside, directly shattering the boulder, and everyone was shaken away, and was instantly buried by the snow waves.

Before Murong Tian lost consciousness, he was extremely remorseful in his heart, he knew that he was a disaster-stricken physique, so he shouldn't have listened to the bewitchment of the system, and insisted on following his senior sister......

Senior sister, I'm sorry to bother you again.