Tang Wan's words seemed to have a kind of magic, accompanied by the night, which actually bewitched him.

By the time Qiuchi reacted, the others had already arrived at the inn, looking like they were not giving up.

He remembered, he nodded, and then his mind went blank, and all that was in his mind was her last words, and nothing else could be accommodated.

Is...... It's a shame.

Qiu Chi pulled his hair a little irritably, and there was a faint worry in his eyes.

The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, making him at a loss, and he only felt that his breathing was a lot heavier.

Qiu Chi sat on the edge of the window, looking at the dark and oppressive environment around him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he sighed.

I hope it's just that he thinks about it too much.

......

The situation here in Tangwan is not optimistic, in the already dark environment, there is a whistling wind from time to time, and even mixed with the whimpering sounds of various unjust souls, adding a bit of ghostly energy.

Tang Wan pinched the trick, and a cluster of flames ignited in her hand, emitting a faint light, but it was enough for her to see her surroundings clearly.

She had reached the depths of the woods, and it was summer, when the foliage was at its thickest, so it was no wonder that the environment was getting darker.

In addition to the scent of grass, the air seemed to be mixed with a sweet smell of orangutans.

Tang Wan couldn't be more familiar, it was the smell of blood.

She looked around, the flames in her palms skewed slightly as her master turned.

The wind seems to be unusually strong tonight, and there is even a hint of oozing coolness compared to just now. Tang Wan paused, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have stepped on something hard under his feet. She looked down and met a pair of big, bruised eyes.

As an immortal master, it is within her duty to eliminate the demon guard, and she can't remember the many emergencies she has encountered. If it is the first time for a disciple to encounter this situation, I am afraid that the soul will be scared away, and the better ones will probably have great spiritual power fluctuations.

She just removed her foot, clenched the hilt of her sword, and was about to crouch down to carefully examine where the wound of the corpse was, when she saw that the corpse at her feet was gone.

"Long smoke. She called softly, the accessory in her hand humming at the sound, and then the sword was unsheathed, and the sharp blade stabbed straight behind her.

The sound of a heavy object striking the tree and causing the leaves to fall was heard, and the long smoke returned to its scabbard, humming with pleasure, like a puppy hoping to be rewarded by its master.

Tang Wan reached out and stroked the hilt of his sword, rubbing it gently, causing the entire sword body to tremble slightly.

She turned, approaching the corpse behind her. At this moment he was completely incapacitated, and it could even be said that he had died again.

Long smoke is Tang's sword.

The long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city.

Taking this name is not groundless, Changyan is a master who picks people, it is the favorite sword of the previous head in the Sword Pavilion, but this sword recognizes the master, except for the owner it identifies, no one can pull it out of the scabbard.

Tang Wan was an exception, she only felt that the long smoke was lighter and slender than the sword, and there was a begonia carved on the hilt of the sword, so she was attracted by it and reached out to touch the hilt.

Then, touching it, I pulled it out.

The previous head was sad about this for a long time.

No sword demon can get close to it when he sees it, let alone be stabbed by it. I've already died once, and if I am next to it, I will die a second time.

Tang Wan carefully examined the corpse and found no traces of injury, more like the demonic breath entering the body caused the bloodline to be retrograde and was drained of a body of cultivation and died.

She rubbed her eyebrows, and she didn't dare to let her guard down.

This person also looks like a monk, and her cultivation should be quite high, but when she arrives here, she is invaded by the demonic breath, which means that she is one step closer to the place where the demonic breath is strongest.

Jiang Yunse's cultivation knew for her that she was only higher than this person, and if her conjecture was right, then he should be in the depths.

Tang thought as she walked, but she didn't let her guard down, but focused more on the road under her feet and the changes in her surroundings, so that she would have less trouble when she left.

After she had walked some distance, she seemed to see the end.

At the end of the forest was a narrow exit, barely allowing one person to walk through, and there was a little white light at that end, which looked particularly strange in the night where no fingers could be reached.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

Tang Wan took a deep breath, secretly settled down, and then stepped in.

She had been in the dark for a long time, and suddenly there was a light in her eyes, and she only felt dazzling, and she could only open her eyes after a while.

It's not the expected blood flowing all over the ground, but the scene is a bustling scene. At the entrance, there are bamboos accompanying you, and people come and go inside, and their faces are full of smiles. There are also drooping pheasants frolicking.

If it weren't for the fact that she had just walked from the woods and met a monk on the road who had been drained of spiritual power and turned into a walking corpse, Tang Wan might have almost been deceived.

She silently recited the mantra of purifying her heart, bit her finger, and drew a talisman on her forehead with the blood that flowed from her fingertips.

When she had done this, she lowered her eyes, and when she opened them again, they had turned gilded yellow-brown, and the scene before her had changed drastically.

Where is there still the prosperity just now, the ghost aura has reached the point where it is visible to the naked eye, if it is not protected by long smoke, it will almost come to the face.

And the pedestrians on the street are just one corpse after another, each with dull eyes and blue skin, constantly repeating the actions they have already done.

Tang Wan's eyes couldn't help but darken, and she didn't dare to relax her vigilance.

can let her also have a powerful illusion that can't tell the truth from the fake for a moment, but I'm afraid that the other party's cultivation is on par with her. What's more, it may be above her.

She exhaled a breath and pretended to be casual and blended into the pile of corpses, her eyes were cold, but she didn't let them notice anything unusual, thinking that Tang Wan was also confused.

There are a lot of fish and dragons here, and it is easy for people to lose their minds, and gradually be eroded by the ghost qi, and become a new member of this corpse pile.

While avoiding the contact of the walking corpses on the road, she also had to pay attention to whether there were any fluctuations in Jiang Yunse's spiritual power, plus she had to stabilize her mind, but she was afraid that she would reach the limit after a long time.

Where will he go?

Tang Wan couldn't help but be a little worried, after staying in this kind of place for a long time, I was afraid that it would be difficult to calm down.

"Master?"

She was about to continue walking when she heard this call and stopped abruptly.

Tang Wan turned her head suddenly, for fear that she was just hallucinating.

Jiang Yunse was wearing a green shirt at the door of an inn not far from her, tilting his head to look at her, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"Clouds. Tang Wan couldn't avoid those walking corpses, pushed the people in the way away, and trotted towards him.