"Excuse me, have you seen a young man with a high ponytail, black clothes, and a knife around his waist?"

The vampire vine stretched out a rattan and pointed to the path ahead that was hidden by the demihuman bushes.

After receiving guidance, Jiang Qingyu smiled, "Thank you~"

The vampire vine shyly curled the leaves of the vine into curls and hid them in the grass.

These demon plants are pretty cute......

Just now she went to the hole that Tang Yuan pointed to, there was no one in it, but there were footprints, she followed the footprints all the way, just now the footprints were gone, she had a whim, and asked the demons for directions.

Jiang Qingyu walked into the depths of the forest with steps, and didn't notice that an inhuman shadow flashed behind him.

Branches after branches, interspersed on both sides of the path, half-human tall weeds, and old vines wrapped around the trunks and branches.

From time to time, an ape would swing back and forth between the trees by holding on to a rattan, and the ape would cry higher than one another.

The path was clearly trodden by beasts.

On rainy days, the mud is slippery, and the mammals leave footprints of different shades, sizes and shapes, so you can imagine that there are many kinds of creatures in this forest.

Thanks to the demon plants, there are no irritable demon beasts here, and these beasts don't seem to be infected by resentment, which makes Jiang Qingyu a little curious.

The Ghost Domain covers the entire Demon Plantation Forest, which is not only the depths of the Demon Plantation Forest, but should be the key area infected by resentment.

Could it be that there is an existence here that can resolve or make resentment invade?

Jiang Qingyu thought, pinching the shock tightly, and slowing down his steps.

After about a cup of tea, the sight in front of me became wider, and the trees with thick bear legs became the thickness of buckets, and they sparsely circled in a circle, straight and straight like soldiers, guarding this forbidden land.

A sky-blue spring with a thick white mist appeared in front of me, surrounded by green grass and colorful flowers.

The petals of these flowers are all dewdrops, and if you look closely, the dewdrops are not just dewdrops, but spiritual dew condensed by spiritual energy!

And the thick white mist is not fog, it is the aura in the spiritual spring that is too rich, mixed into the air, vaporized into tiny water droplets, gathered together, and formed a fog.

Linghua and spiritual grass can be seen everywhere, but Jiang Qingyu doesn't dare to pick it, she loves money, but if she loses her life because of her love for money, the gains outweigh the losses, it is mentally retarded.

Presumably, what can stop those resentments is this spiritual spring.

A figure came quietly, and Jiang Qingyu was still standing ten steps away from Qingquan.

According to the law of cultivation, such a good thing must have a master.

Where, then, is its Lord?

The bottom of the spring?

Just as she wanted to take a few steps forward and observe Qingquan up close, a shadow fell on the grass, and Jiang Qingyu turned around sharply and waved a snow-bright sword light, dodging to the left!

The next moment, Jiang Qingyu was stunned.

The sword light that was swung out landed accurately on the three beautiful and delicate snow-white antlers, and it did not cause substantial damage, not even a small opening.

The gaze is downward, the body is snow-white, very beautiful, the eyes are as deep as a lake, the blue eyes are blue, and the hair is as smooth as brocade, like a deer.

"Husband Zhu ......" Jiang Qingyu sighed at her charm and muttered its identity.

An ancient mythical beast that exists in the mountains and seas, Fu Zhu.

It is rumored that husbands are the embodiment of grace and gentleness, possess magical powers, dissolve hatred and eliminate calamity, and are symbols of auspiciousness, benevolence and compassion.

As a resentment formed by resentment and hatred, the husband can be said to be their sworn enemy.

It is no wonder that after the formation of the ghost domain, this place became the only pure land.

But why, are the three horns?

Fu Zhu didn't care about her rudeness, but leaned over slightly at 'her' elegantly: "Long time no see, the moon god is looking at Shu." ”

Jiang Qingyu looked at her husband, her consciousness gradually dissipated, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The golden leaves in the center of her eyebrows lit up slightly, and when Fang Jiang Qingyu opened her eyes again, her eyes had already turned golden.

"Husband, long time no see."

Fu Zhu raised his head, and his azure eyes blinked: "Ten thousand years, right?" ”

Wangshu nodded, and there was a hint of emotion in his golden eyes: "I really can't imagine that I can still exist in the world in such a way." ”

Fu Zhu lay on the grass gracefully, and pointed out, "The Protoss has exhausted the strength of the whole clan, but it has barely sealed the Demon Clan for ten thousand years, is it worth it?" ”

"It's not worth it." Wangshu said with a smile.

Fu Zhu was not surprised by this answer, and said, "It's good that you're happy." ”

"As soon as I woke up, I felt the breath of succubi and demon gods, and in other words, that mushroom is still there, so many fierce beasts haven't eaten it, and it's a big fate."

Wangshu shook his head dotingly: "You, do you want to see where you live now and talk wildly to Xiao Mushroom?" ”

Fu Zhu's body stiffened for a moment, and there was a faint guess in her heart, but she felt it again in disbelief, and grace gradually left it: "How can I be in the Chaos Secret Realm?" ”

I slept all year long, and when I woke up, the nest was moved??

"Then I don't know, if you ask Xiao Mushroom, it will definitely tell you." Wangshu tilted his head slightly, looking at his husband as if he was watching a lively scene, and his voice was full of laughter and matchmaking.

Fu Zhu said stiffly: "I'm not going!" ”

"Hmph, don't talk about me, let's talk about you."

Wangshu: "I have something to say, but it's just a wisp of residual knowledge." ”

Fu Zhu pointed at Jiang Qingyu: "Then talk about her!" ”

Knowing that Fu Zhu wanted to change the topic, Wangshu asked gently, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Fu Zhu approached and sniffed Jiang Qingyu, and said, "This human being is really strange, not only your soul breath, but also the God of War Emperor Xuan." ”

Wangshu smiled slightly after hearing this.

It was obviously Jiang Qingyu's face, but Fu Zhu just saw the shadow of another person, gentle, powerful, and for a while, he was a little distracted.

Her ears were full of her explanation: "Di Xuan made a sword spirit, and it can be regarded as existing in a unique way, and I ...... It's long gone. ”

"Now I'm just a wisp of divine thought, as for the soul breath you said, it's probably because of Xiao Ali, on the eve of the war, he took away a wisp of my divine soul, which has been cultivated for thousands of years, reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes, and to some extent, she is my daughter."

Wangshu touched his face, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Children of the Moon? As an elder, then I will give her a ray of blessing. ”

A white mist flew out of the white horns of Fu Zhuyu and landed on the top of Jiang Qingyu's head, a purple aura suddenly appeared, swallowed the white mist in one bite, chewed it twice, and hiccuped humanely.

Fu Zhu was surprised: "This is the luck given by the Heavenly Dao?" I felt the breath of heaven above. ”

Wangshu was thoughtful, she smiled wryly, and said to herself: "That's the case." ”

"Thank you for your blessings, my divine thoughts can't come out for too long, go back first, goodbye, Xiaobai."

"Huh! But—"