"What sound?!"

The jungle fell silent for a moment, and the surrounding area suddenly filled with the smell of danger.

Sang Wushi clung to the trunk of the tree from time to time, hiding herself in the mist of mist, her palms suddenly slightly wet, and she could feel that the people were approaching. On the other side, there is one Guang Yize, even if he is still so weak or not, it is enough for her to die several times now, not to mention that there are two unknown people and Mo Yun, these people, she can't touch tonight.

Slowly, she seemed to hear the slight sound of footsteps, getting closer, closer and closer, and even the figures were gradually reflected in front of her eyes. She clenched her fists and slowly condensed her spiritual power, what should she do, although Yi Ze didn't kill her last time, it is hard to guarantee that she will regret it now. The demonic energy on her body is so heavy, she will definitely be discovered if she gets closer!

Seeing those dark shadows getting closer and closer, poor her still hadn't thought of a way to get out. Run? will startle the snake, and in her current state, she can't outrun them. Or do you want to die again? Hades will send her back anyway.

During the struggle, they got closer and closer, closer and closer, Sang Wushi closed his eyes from time to time, and when the spiritual power in his hand was about to attack, the sound of "bell", the jade flute on her body suddenly flew up, shining brightly, stabbing her couldn't help but close her eyes, but she was even more shocked, wouldn't this deliberately attract people here?!

Sang opened her eyes from time to time, only to see that the flute suddenly dissipated in mid-air, and then a pale green enchantment came towards her, trapping her in it. She was stunned for a moment, then patted the barrier vigorously, but was indifferent. And those people were just a few steps away from her, and they must have seen the changes here. She couldn't break free, and she couldn't think of any way in a short time, "Sure enough, Ji Heng is in the same group as them!" she cursed in a low voice, but why didn't he just kill her?

Sang Wushi took a breath, simply sat in place, and just watched Mo Yun and the others walk out of the forest and stop in front of her.

The woman beside Mo Yun was dressed in white, with black hair reaching to her waist, quiet and elegant. There is also a boy who is really a boy, with black hair and red eyes, and he is rebellious.

And there is one more, Yi Ze. He didn't use spells to cover his face, and Sang Wushi finally saw it clearly.

His robes were snow-white and spotless. His hair is jet black, bringing out the poetic sheen of his pearly white neck under the bun. His back was straight, as if in this poplar-like figure, there was a great strength of tenacity. Dressed in white and with black hair, the clothes and hair are flowing and elegant, not tied or tied, and slightly fluttering. The eyes are like stars, and the appearance is picturesque. His skin is like the white snow lotus in the Kunlun Mountains, and his eyes are the sacred pond water on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. The posture is thin and straight, the steps are gentle, such as the Zhilan jade tree, the light wind and the moon, the indescribable noble and elegant, poetic and picturesque.

Sang Wushi looked at him, endless mockery flashed in his eyes, heh, he is really a fairy-like person. It was indeed the most elegant man she had ever seen, so such a person, such a son of the divine vein, if anyone suspected that he was stealing the dust beads, they would probably feel that their thoughts had insulted this - Immortal Monarch.

Sang smiled coldly, his eyes full of contempt. What if she dies again, it will also have to be a beautiful death.

But to her surprise, Mo Yun, who was approaching, stood in front of her, but his eyes were fixed in the distance.

"There is evil spirit in this mountain, maybe it's an unknown little monster, it's not a threat, don't kill it. The red-eyed boy said lightly.

Sang Wushi was shocked, they couldn't see her?? She was even ready for her last words, and this sudden change made her stunned for a while.

"Well, let's go back first. Yi Ze's deep voice came.

Then the sparse footsteps dissipated here, and for a long time, the jungle was quiet.

The jade flute instantly returned to its original state and fell to the ground, Sang Wushi hurriedly picked it up like a baby, "This thing is actually not an ornament?" Among the few people just now, except for Mo Yun, the cultivation of the others was not low, but no one found her. That's a really good thing. She looked down at the small flute in her hand, but frowned slightly, but how could she use this thing? If Ji Heng was afraid that she would be in danger, why didn't he just turn her back?

After thinking about it for a while, Sang Wushi still carefully put away the flute with him, this is a life-saving thing. Slowly getting up, she looked at the direction in which Yi Ze and his party disappeared, her face was dark again, what was the matter with the sea of vain? And the Qianshan clan, picking up the princess? Self-immolation? Qianxi? How could she still self-immolate if she was a person who had no sense? A trace of complexity flashed in her eyes, she always felt that things seemed to be a little faintly out of control, as if there was an invisible fog enveloping the origin of the whole thing, but she couldn't see through it......

The corners of Sang Wushi's mouth slowly hooked, "We'll see." ”

......

Early the next morning, Sang Wushi finally detoured from the land of right and wrong last night, but he entered another ghost place, surrounded by dense woods, dense and skyless, even the slightest sunlight could not penetrate it, and the whole forest was filled with moisture and cold mist. After walking a little further, there was a gurgling green stream, which was a place where Sang had never been there.

"When will we ...... if we go on like this?" she was talking to herself, but she noticed a man who looked like a scholar opposite, with a beautiful face, sitting by the stream, looking at the flowing stream in a daze.

Sang Wushi hurriedly cleared his throat, "The other side?!" Sure enough, the next second the man seemed to be startled by the sudden voice, but after quickly raising his head and looking around, he frowned and continued to be in a daze.

She was a little anxious to cry without tears, and tried to wave her little hand, "Here and here!!" The man looked around again, and after a long time, he noticed that she was small, and he walked across the stream with a shocked face, "This ...... Childe, this is... What's wrong?"

Sang Wushi sighed, his tone was a little indignant, "I was originally an immortal cultivator in the mountains, but I was framed by the villain's design, so I became like this." ”

The scholar suddenly realized, and then looked sympathetic, "I see." ”

"I want to ask what kind of mountain is here, is it still Qi Mountain? But why do I still not see the exit after a long time in the mountains?"

"This is a corner of Yunluo Mountain, the world is called Qi Mountain, it is said that there are many monsters here, I am also passing by here, I dare not move around. He replied honestly.

It turned out that it was still Qi Shan, presumably because she became smaller and her spells were limited, so she would be trapped here. After thinking about it, Sang Wushi glanced at the man and said slowly: "Little brother, can you do me a favor?" ”