The night breeze blows the mist, which is constantly tumbling and dispersing.

The streets and alleys in the middle of the night seemed to be quieter because of Xiao Feng's fluttering words.

The ghost sedan chair did not return and did not leave.

Xiao Feng sat calmly on the roof, smiling gently and beautifully, without any hostility.

After a while, the black and white impermanence moved, and swept in the direction of Xiao Feng, not the previous randomness, a few breaths had reached Xiao Feng's body.

With a wave of the spirit banner in Hei Wuchang's hand, ghosts flew out from within the flag, trapping Xiao Feng in the blink of an eye.

"Bell ......" The bronze bell in Bai Wuchang's hand shook gently, and the crisp sound spread instantly, and the black shadows changed from one to two, and two to four, gradually becoming denser.

At the same time, the ghost sedan chair moved, and countless little ghosts moved, wanting to take this opportunity to pass through this ghost gate.

Although Xiao Feng was curious about these, he was not in much of a mood to figure it out now, so he just said lightly, "Stop!"

It was not only the black shadows that seemed to be covered in ink around him, but also the imps and ghost sedan chairs that were already preparing to leave.

"Hades might as well show up. Xiao Feng stood up and said flatly.

There was silence in the streets and alleys for a moment, and a ghost sedan chair came out of the white clothes, his face was rigid and stiff, like a living jumping corpse, "Drifting boy." ”

"It turned out to be an acquaintance. Xiao Feng smiled, "It's just that the valley lord brought the hundred ghosts here?"

The stiff-faced man held back his anger, "What do you want?"

"Since I have met it, the little ghosts are all left, and the valley lord takes your black and white impermanence, bull head and horse face, turn back. Xiao Feng spoke softly and friendly.

"You think you can control these imps?" the man's face was extremely ugly.

"This, I don't have to worry about the valley master. Xiao Feng smiled.

"Don't deceive people too much. The man gritted his teeth.

"Then leave you behind, and the other imps can go?" Xiao Feng proposed seriously, paused, and added, "It's not a loss if you exchange your life for hundreds of imps, isn't it?"

"Let's go. The man didn't answer, but brushed his sleeves and got into the ghost sedan chair.

The ghost sedan turned its head and went back.

Black and white impermanence opens the way, and the bull and horse face follow.

It's just that there are a thousand less imps.

Xiao Feng watched the ghost sedan disappear, his face expressionless.

He killed people until he vomited that day, and in the end he was forcibly taken away by Ye Fan before he could arrange it, and at that time he was worried that someone would beat those corpses, so he took a look today, and sure enough.

It's just that the Valley Lord of Ghost Snake Valley has been wandering here for so long, and there should still be some arrangements that have not been completed.

First of all, no matter what it is, just his handwriting can't make wedding clothes for others, and if he really eats it, then even the profit will be spit out.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the dense black shadows that filled the streets.

After being silent for a while, he exhaled slightly, "Roll out, Ah Hei, help dismantle them all." ”

Rolling flop grunted.

Ah Hei whined, and he had already pounced, but in just a few breaths, a black shadow was dismantled.

The rolling flocculent grunted again, instantly became several times larger, and swooped away.

Xiao Feng sat down again, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and took a deep breath.

He felt very irritable just now, especially when facing the Valley Lord of Ghost Snake Valley, he had the urge to kill the Valley Lord of Ghost Snake Valley.

He didn't want to fight those people, and even let them go so easily, just to restrain the killing intent in his heart.

It's easy to kill people, but killing people has become a habit, and even a hobby, so it's better to be a waste.

He guessed that after such twists and turns, the boy might have begun to influence him, and if it was subtle, it would be really bad.

Looks like he's going to take some time to go back to Dream Gorge.

......

After dealing with it for most of the night, there were no more standing ghosts around, and Xiao Feng quietly left.

Facing the torso of such a street and alley, he really has no desire to sleep, and it just so happens that the matter of the valley lord of Ghost Valley still needs to be checked, so he will take a look around.

As for the scene in the streets and alleys, whether it will frighten people tomorrow, he can only say that he is very sorry.

He is alone now, and it is impossible to carry away hundreds or thousands of corpses, so he can only ensure that the corpses are thoroughly dead and will not hurt anyone, and then let the hardworking and capable people help destroy them.

......

In the poisonous miasma forest, the trees are crooked, the branches are sparse, and there is a faint night in the forest, barely seeing.

After walking a distance inside, the surrounding fog increased, and after a while, it seemed like being in a sea of clouds.

Of course, this sea of clouds is not a fairyland, but a hell.

The word miasma in the poisonous miasma forest is because the poisonous miasma is dense in it, and the hotter the weather, the deeper it goes, the thicker the poisonous miasma.

Therefore, if an outsider can enter the island with his ability, he should be a person with two brushes.

The island around the island is stagnant water, but also poisonous water, which is the main reason for the formation of poisonous miasma, and a huge stone monument is erected in front of the stagnant water.

The stele is surrounded by stones and withered grass, and it is covered with black moss vines, and it is faintly visible that there are handwriting on it.

A string of bells echoed through the miasma forest, and soon reached the depths of the miasma forest, stopping in front of the huge stone monument.

Bai Wuchang took a step forward and came to the stone tablet, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it somewhere on the stone tablet.

I heard a muffled sound of a carda, and the stele slowly fell, revealing a hole that led to the pitch-black underground.

The ghost sedan chair entered the cave, and the mist drifted lightly, gradually covering everything.

It didn't take long for the stele to slowly rise and return to its original position, as if it had never been moved.

......

The cave was pitch black, but there were steps leading straight down, and a group of ghosts walked quietly on the stone steps, and it didn't take long to hear the sound of gurgling water in the distance, which could be heard clearly.

After walking for a few more moments, he turned two corners and a stone door appeared in front of him.

The ghost sedan chair stopped, and the man in white came out of the sedan chair, took out a spirit tablet from his sleeve and pressed it into the groove of the stone door.

Hearing only a click, the stone door suddenly opened, and a piece of light came to the face, not dazzling, but caught off guard, making people unconsciously close their eyes.

Inside the stone gate is an incomparably spacious space, dotted with various colored luminous crystals, and the air is filled with a strong fishy smell.

In the center of the space is a huge pool with a black liquid flowing from it, bubbling and bubbling like a slurry.

There were two people standing on the edge of the pool, one dressed in black with his face covered, and the other dressed as a Confucian in Tsing Yi.

"Senior brother, why did you come back so early?" the Confucian student smiled when he saw the man in white coming in.

The black-clothed and masked man didn't turn his head and continued to talk to the people around him.

The man in white's face was ugly, "I met a bad star, and I lost everything." ”

"That boy again?" asked the Confucian gently.

The man in white didn't speak, just looked at the pool.

Then, he clenched his fists, and there was a slight cruelty in his eyes.

"It's nothing, when you succeed, you can get it back. Confucius patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

The black-clad masked man let out a sneer.

"Mr. Shaw. Confucius frowned.

"Children, it's better to stay at home, so as not to cause any trouble at this critical time, and at that time, no one can explain it. Mr. Xiao said lightly.

Mr. Xiao laughed. Confucian Sheng's voice was also a little cold.

"Senior brother, forget it. The man in white sighed softly and lowered his head, just under his eyes

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