Cuckoo.

The chirping of mountain birds echoes through the mountains.

The flower boat entered a blue river from the nameless lake, and walked for a day and a night, still without any intention of stopping.

On board, in a certain room.

"Miss Gong, where are we going? Why do I feel a little strange here? Since half a day ago, the true yuan on my body has not been able to drive a single bit. ”

"Yes, I've also discovered that there seems to be an invisible force here that restricts us from using True Qi. ”

"Miss Gong, we trust you and are willing to follow you, but we are very uneasy here, or we will not move forward if we talk to Mr. Tan!"

A group of young and beautiful women in pink floor-length dresses are surrounding a woman in a purple dress who does not apply powder, you and I keep talking one sentence at a time, and everyone's face has a touch of sadness.

The woman in purple is about twenty-five years old, tall, concave and convex, with the mature charm unique to young women.

She has ten slender fingers and holds a long green jade flute, one end of which is against her pink and sexy lips.

"Sisters, don't be impatient, and listen to me. Half a day ago, Mr. Tan had come to me privately and mentioned the trip, I wanted to talk to you again tonight, I didn't want the interruption of the aura to cause you uneasy, it was really my fault. ”

"Miss Gong, what do you know, tell us quickly, otherwise we won't dare to continue marching. ”

"Well, sister, don't worry, I'll say it. I heard Mr. Tan say that what we went to this time was a war tomb thousands of years ago. ”

"Huh, what, war grave?"

A woman in pink suddenly screamed, and the others were startled by the sudden sound, and even worse, their faces suddenly turned pale.

"Good sister, what are you doing with such a big reaction?" The woman in purple touched the woman's head with her hands, and said softly: "War tomb, sisters have heard of it, but what everyone knows may not be true. ”

After a pause, the woman in purple continued: "The war tomb is the place left by the Millennium War to suppress powerful ghosts, in order to prevent ghosts from resurrecting, our human race powerhouses used formations to close the aura, and forcibly suppressed them with powerful magic weapons, and finally killed the ghosts completely after a long time. It is rumored that the ghosts in the war tomb are not dead and are close to danger. But the fact is that we Terran powers can't think of this? The places that are really dangerous are all places that our ability cannot reach, and those that can be reached are naturally only those that the great powers think are not dangerous, otherwise, how can they rest assured that they will not be able to defend themselves and let people enter and leave the war grave freely?"

When the women heard this, they were thoughtful, and soon, they nodded their heads one after another, expressing their agreement with the woman in purple.

"Okay, sisters, let's disperse, everyone knows Mr. Tan's character, and he won't harm everyone. Moreover, he is already a powerful foundation building powerhouse, and with him, what else do the sisters have to worry about?"

"Yes, we can trust Mr. Tan's character. ”

"I believe in him, too. ”

"We didn't disbelieve Mr. Tan, but I always felt a little uneasy. ”

"Hua'er, don't be suspicious, since the palace girl has said it, let's go back to our rooms. This trip back, each person can get three hundred spirit stones, enough for our sisters to spend a while. ”

Some people say that when it comes to the reward of this boat, the hearts of others are a little fixed, indeed, such a generous reward is rare, and it is only thirty or fifty spirit stones to swim with the boat once in ordinary times.

When you think about it this way, the road is long, and there may be a little danger, so it is reasonable to pay well.

The woman in pink retreated one after another, and only the woman in purple was left in the room.

The woman in purple watched everyone leave, and then closed the door with her backhand.

But instead of sleeping, she opened the window and quietly looked at the full moon in the sky.

In the dead of night, a small boat quietly left the flower boat.

The boat docked, and two women jumped down from it, one woman was wearing a purple dress and a fox fur cloak on her shoulders, and the other was wearing a servant-style green skirt and holding a "Acacia" in her hand. ”

"Acacia" is a kind of paper-paste folk handicrafts, with bamboo as the skeleton, the outside is pasted with colored paper, and the words on the paper are painted to sustenance Acacia.

"Miss, do you miss your uncle again?" the woman in Tsing Yi skillfully practiced two flints, and asked with concern while knocking.

"Well, it's been more than three months, I wonder if he's okay now?" the woman in purple muttered as she looked at the full moon in the sky.

"My uncle is talented, and he has the image of a dragon, so he will turn evil into good fortune, and Miss should relax. But miss, you have to pay more attention to your body, and you can't tire yourself in order to earn more spirit stones for your uncle's cultivation. The woman in the blue dress looked up at the lonely back of the woman in purple and said distressedly.

"As long as he has a chance, what does it matter if I do a little more? I'm afraid that as his cultivation continues to improve, he won't be able to take a fancy to the spirit stones I provide. The woman in purple clasped her hands around her chest, and her voice became quieter and quieter, and only she could hear the last sentence.

Syllable!

Two pebbles collide and sparks spark. As soon as the pine oil met the spark, it immediately burst into flames.

Seeing this, the woman in the green skirt hurriedly stood up and lifted the "Acacia".

As soon as "Acacia" left the ground, it slowly flew up. The higher you fly, the farther you fly.

The woman in purple tilted her head and watched the "Acacia" fade away, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes without a trace.

"Yun'er, you go back to the boat first, I want to be alone. The woman in purple commanded softly.

"Miss, how can this be done? in the middle of the night. Moreover, there is no aura here. When the woman in the green skirt heard this, she immediately persuaded nervously.

"I'm in my own hands, you go back first, I'll wait for you in the cramped place over there. ”

"Miss......"

"Don't worry, I have a flute in my hand, not to mention ordinary beasts, even if it is a strong person in the early stage of foundation building like Mr. Tan, he can't hurt me. ”

"Okay, but don't be careless, I'll be waiting for you on the boat, and when you want to go back, just say hello. ”

"Hmm. ”

The woman in purple answered, didn't say more, lowered her head, and walked slowly along the riverside.

The woman in the green skirt sighed lightly, knowing that she couldn't be persuaded, so she gave up continuing to persuade her, turned around and rowed back to the flower boat.

The night is deeper, the mountains are quieter.

The woman in purple sat on a long stone near the water wrapped in a fluffy cloak, and sat for most of the hour.

Suddenly, she reached out and took a look at her lower abdomen, glanced around, and finally landed on a pile of thatch next to her.

She gently supported the stone on the ground with her slender hand, slowly stood up, and then walked straight to the thatched pile.

The thatch is half a person tall and can be covered by squatting.

The woman in purple gently untied her belt and took off her undergarment, revealing her fair and plump buttocks.

The woman in purple had just squatted down and was about to relieve herself, when suddenly her buttocks itched, as if something furry moved her buttocks, and she was so frightened that she quickly stood up.

But when I look back, there is nothing but thatch and thatch.

The woman in purple thought that she must have accidentally touched the thatch, and she had a false alarm, so she squatted down again.

However, as soon as his body settled, his ass was gently pinched again.

The woman turned around sharply and scolded, "Who?"

No response.

The woman in purple was frightened, and hurriedly took out the jade flute and held it in her hand.

"Woo..."

As the woman's red lips lightly opened, the jade flute made an intermittent low and heavy sound, not like the ordinary sound of the flute, but like the sobbing sound of the old woman.

With the sound of the flute, a strong air flow appeared out of thin air and circled around the woman in purple, like a swimming earth dragon.

"Da! Da!"

The sound of the flute changed suddenly.

With each click, a stream of white light shot out of the whirlwind and flew into the thatch with the woman's gaze.

In an instant, light and shadow were vertical and horizontal, and thatch was flying.

In a few moments, the entire thatch was cut into pieces by the light stream.

However, there was nothing but shreds.

The sound of the flute stopped, and the woman in purple looked at the messy ground in amazement.

"There's no reason, I clearly feel like something is pinching me!"

The woman in purple muttered to herself.

After confirming that there was no body on the ground again, the woman in purple patted her plump breasts to regain her composure.

"Could it be a delusion?"

The woman in purple pinched the back of her neck, straightened her skirt again, and squatted down.

At this moment, a shadow flew out of the tree behind the woman in purple like lightning, passed under her crotch with one hand, hugged her shoulder with the other, hugged her horizontally, and swooped into the dense jungle.

After a few breaths, two middle-aged men dressed as scholars came and landed where the woman in purple had disappeared.

The two glanced at each other, and once again raised their swords, flying in the direction where the woman in purple had been snatched away.

............

A certain valley.

Ling Xuan groaned and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"It hurts!"

He tried to lift his arms, only to find that every piece of skin hurt like a knife.

"I ...... How could it be here?"

He looked up at the sky, dazed.

He had memories of everything he had before he left the cave, even though he couldn't control his body at that time.

However, when he walked in front of a large blood-red rock, he had no memory.

So much so that it is not clear why it appeared here later.

After lying on the ground for half a cup of tea, Ling Xuan was relieved.

With great difficulty, he struggled to get up. And with severe pain, he straightened his broken arms.

The skin pierced by the white bones on the body did not leave a wound, but the injuries in the body were very serious, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to recover without recuperation for ten days and half a month.

He found two dead logs from the side and limped towards the top of the mountain.

The danger here is unknown, and he must find a safe place to recuperate as soon as possible.