Seeing that the head of the old ghost was separated, Han Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out in a flash, taking the storage rings and storage bags of the five people, as well as all the magic weapons scattered on the ground, into his hands.

Then Han Chen carried thin wings on his back, and quickly flew into the sky without stopping, and after flying for a distance, he made a hole in the ground, leaving a few black-horned ants who had not cultivated outside, and the breath of the whole person completely disappeared in front of him.

And not long after Han Chen disappeared, the five figures flew slightly and fell down with a snap.

"Senior Sister Ye, it seems that the murderer has left!" everyone inspected the place, and a middle-aged man dressed in black walked up to the woman standing at the front of the group and said.

The woman had a beautiful face and was not very old, if Han Chen was here, he would be shocked, because this person was none other than the woman in gorgeous clothes who had exchanged the items for him not long ago.

"Oh, is it?" Shi Ran, a woman surnamed Ye, walked in front of the brainless corpse, not caring about the worms on the ground at all, stepping on a few by the way, and not disgusting the bloody and dirty feet, but showing extreme enjoyment.

He put the lost head back on the corpse, the flesh on it had been eaten by worms!

These worms were consumed quickly, and when they saw a living person like a woman in Huayi, they opened their fangs and wanted to parasitize them again.

A trace of disgust floated in the eyes of the woman in Chinese clothes, and then with a wave of her palm, a flame was like a bone, tightly attached to the body of the worms, these worms were stained by the flames, and rolled in pain, turning around, but they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies, but a quarter of an hour's work turned into ashes, and the phoenix completely disappeared in front of him.

"Friends of the Dove, it seems that your luck is good, you died so early, if you live a few more days, I can still have fun with you, but now? I have found a better prey, hehe!" she said with a look of intoxication as she held his head and looked at his empty pupils.

"It's a pity! There are too many toxins in your shell, if you can survive this catastrophe, I may help you become a monk of Yudan!" The face of the woman in gorgeous clothes was like a mother's brilliance looking at her child.

However, in this secluded night, a young girl was holding a head, which was really weird, and it was the four men not far behind him, who were all shivering deeply at this moment, and goosebumps were raised.

......

And Han Chen, who had been hiding cautiously in the depths of the ground for five days, dared to break through the ground at this moment.

It was already dark outside, and he carefully circled around a few times to make sure that no one was following him, and then he wore a black dress and went back to Nafang City.

To be honest, Han Chen's mood at the moment was to refuse to return to that Fang City, especially when the old ghost died at his hands.

Although I don't know if the Heavenly Corpse Gate already knows the news of the fall of the old ghost, it is definitely not something that he can be an enemy of a mere foundation building monk! It is better to leave far away, but if he really wants to leave like this and lose those elixirs refined by the demon fruit, then his loss will really be in vain!

Han Chen said with a bitter smile as he flew in the air.

However, compared to these, he finally saved this small life, and also obtained storage bags and storage rings for five monks, and among these people there was a fake Dan monk who also cultivated demons.

Han Chen was looking forward to the treasures on his body, but he was worried about whether the items on it had the consciousness set by the predecessors of the Heavenly Corpse Gate, Han Chen didn't dare to open it for a while, and could only look at it with itchy eyes.

And at such an unaware moment, Han Chen had already flown to the gate of Fang City, and walked directly to the Danxiang Pavilion.

Today, the third floor has long been restored to the same scene as before, and without the backdrop of auctions and Taobao meetings, the business of the store has also dropped by more than half.

Han Chen directly found Liu Wei and delivered the items to Liu Wei, and after confirming that it was correct, he asked the other party to say goodbye, but the hot woman he saw for the first time never appeared again.

......

The scorching sun outside hung high, but it couldn't stop the gloom of this place.

This is a deep mountain, inaccessible, but there is a temple, the temple is surrounded by dense forests, the air is fresh, refreshing, but the strange thing is that there is no sound of insects and birds around, under the woods, the shadows are sufficient, and it looks quite gloomy under this daylight.

As soon as the breeze passed, a figure was staggering out of the temple, it was a man, his flesh and blood were blurred, his clothes were not covered, he held a knife tightly in his hand, and the top of the knife also exuded a faint fluctuation of spiritual power, his face and body were covered with blood, and his arms and legs were also densely packed with needles and threads. After a closer look, I found that the meat was cut and sewn back on.

There was no one around, and there was no sound to be heard, he was frightened and frightened as if there was hell waiting for her behind him, his feet loosened, he fell to the ground, and the pain of a knife and a knife suddenly came from his body, and he forcibly held back, and then rolled and crawled to his feet, and his bare feet stepped on the dead branches and made the sound of branches.

As long as he ran down the mountain, there was a small town of cultivating immortals in front of him, and at that time, he could call for help!

He looked down the hill with hopeful eyes, almost running and climbing with all his might!

There was a figure above his head, not fast, flying slowly, as if enjoying the scenery below, very leisurely.

Her speed was indeed slower than that of the people running below her, but she was locked onto her target and did not lose it in the slightest.

There was a smile on her lips, extremely gentle, but her eyes seemed to look at a delicious meal, and she pursed her tongue.

The man below seemed to feel something, and as soon as he looked up, he found the woman licking his tongue at him, and he was suddenly frightened, and he collapsed to the ground, and his bloodless face was squeezed out of a trace of blood at this moment, and sweat droplets fell down his face.

"No... Yes, no... To pass... Come," his voice slurred, and when he opened his mouth, he could see the tongue that had been cut in half.

He ran almost with all his strength, longing for God as he ran, praying that God would have mercy on him, and that he would not fall into the hands of the witch, as long as he could escape, he would be willing to destroy his soul.

He ran down the mountain, but the shadow above him still didn't dissipate, and he swayed slowly behind him, he swept away wave after wave of grass that was higher than him, cutting through his already fragile body, leaving blood marks behind.

"Poof!" he fell to his knees as he was hit in the shin, his knees and the ground with a crisp thud.