This woman's cultivation as a ghost king is equivalent to the cultivation of the Jindan period, such a profound Taoism, but there is not the slightest ghost aura on her body, which is really a bit strange. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, if this cloud wants to hide his own ghostly energy, he can't see the clue.

Fang Cun lowered his head slightly, his brows furrowed from time to time, he couldn't figure out what this female ghost king Yunruo wanted to do.

Yun Ruo's face was calm, his muscles were icy and his bones were jade, his hands were placed on his lower abdomen, and he looked in a certain direction occasionally.

After a long time, Fang Cun said: "I will take the liberty of calling you Miss Yunruo, Miss Yunruo, if I can help you get out of this Biluo River, can you help me?"

Yun Ruo nodded slightly, and said, "But let me help you find the previous son?"

"Yes, if you can, please ask the girl to help me find Senior Brother Tan now, this Biluo River is too weird, I'm afraid it will be late to ......"

Yun Ruoxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "It's a little troublesome, your Senior Brother Tan is no longer in the Middle River Domain now." ”

Fang Cun looked startled, and hurriedly said, "What do you mean?"

"The slave family is not very clear, but I still have some friendship with a ghost king in the lower river region, and I can ask him to help inquire. Yun Ruo shook his head and said.

Hearing this, Fang Cun frowned, nodded rather dejectedly, and said, "Since this is the case, it will be a lot of trouble for Miss Yunruo." ”

Yun Ruo nodded, his expression moved, and he looked in a certain direction and said, "The rotten ghost has gotten rid of the prohibition set by the slave family and is rushing here, how about inviting the son to the slave family's residence to talk about it?"

Now that the mud bodhisattva has crossed the river, he will naturally not disagree.

"Then please put away this piece of blue wood. Yun Ruo stretched out his jade finger and pointed to the boat.

"Bi Luomu is really born to restrain ghosts, and even the ghost king is afraid of this thing. Fang Cun's eyes flashed, and he put away Biluomu without hesitation.

Such a large piece of Biluo wood is definitely a great opportunity.

Yun Ruo smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a moon-white horse practice rolled up the square inch and headed towards the river.

After a dozen breaths, the figure of the rotten ghost appeared, and looked at the empty river, the dark green light in his eyes flickering.

......

In the Biluo River, somewhere somewhere.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard for Fang Cun to believe that there would be such a place similar to a small rural courtyard at the bottom of the Biluo River, with three thatched huts and a garden, but there was no vegetable field.

A transparent barrier blocked the yellow mud-colored river from the outside, and Yun Ruo and Fang Cun appeared outside the garden.

Fang Cun raised his head and looked overhead, beyond the barrier was a yellow mud-colored dome, and huge stones flowed through the yellow mud-colored river water from time to time.

"This place...... Great powers, big strokes!" Fang Cun kept looking at the surrounding scenes, and his mouth continued to admire.

There were two little girls in front of the garden, pink and tender, but unfortunately they were also ghosts.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaohui, I've seen Miss, Childe. "The two girls were seven or eight years old, with a cupola ponytail, red lips, big eyes, and very cute.

Yun Ruo nodded, and then entered a thatched hut with Fang Cun.

"The humble house is shabby, don't mind the princess. Yun Ruo sat facing Fang Cun.

There is a faint fragrance emanating from Yun Ruo's body, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't feel a trace of the breath of a living person on this woman, Fang Cun really thought that Yun Ruo was a lady in the boudoir.

Dignified and elegant, a smile is moving.

"Where, where. Fang Cun smiled and said, "Now Miss Yunruo can tell me what needs to be done, right?"

Yun Ruoming's eyes were bright, his eyelashes blinked, and he said eloquently: "There are a total of nine ghost kings in this Biluo River, who control the upper, middle and lower river basins respectively, and they were imprisoned here by the powerful monks tens of thousands of years ago. ”

"Now, the door of this sealed land is wide open, and the monks of the three clans of human demons and demons have also entered this world, and this world is also coming to the end of time, and it will collapse in a few years, if the initial seal is not broken, then we will be scattered with the collapse of the sealed land. ”

When Yun Ruo said this, Fang Cun saw a look of joy in her eyes.

"However, there is always a glimmer of life left in the heavens, and the breaking of the initial seal has given us the hope of the Nine Great Ghost Kings to escape from this place, and to escape from this place, we must enter the Soul Hall and take out our soul monument, so that we can leave this Biluo River. ”

"Soul Palace, Soul Monument?" Fang Cun said suspiciously.

"The Soul Town Hall is deep at the bottom of the Biluo River, and the whole body is built of Biluo wood and soul stone, so we can't enter the ghost cultivation, only living people with vitality can do it, which is also the reason why I and the rotten ghost found Gongzi. ”

Hearing Yun Ruo say this, Fang Cun understood the reason.

"The soul monument is made by us with the soul of our natal soul, limited by the soul monument, we can only move within a radius of hundreds of zhang near the soul monument, if it exceeds this range, then we will be scattered, so the little woman wants to borrow the hand of the son to help my little woman bring the soul monument out of the soul hall. ”

Hearing this, Fang Cun thought for a moment and said, "This Soul Town Hall is not easy to enter, right?"

When Yun Ruo heard this, he smiled and said: "Gongzi is really smart, there is a soul suppression beast in the soul suppression hall, which is a kind of creature between a demon beast and a puppet refined by the ancient powers, and has an independent consciousness. ”

"Then what is the strength of these soul suppression beasts?" Fang Cun asked with a moving expression.

Yun Ruo hesitated for a moment and said, "The weakest is equivalent to a foundation building stage monk, and the strongest is equivalent to a Jindan stage monk!"

"What?!" Fang Cun suddenly stood up, his face was hard to look at.

Seeing this, Yun Ruo bowed slightly and said, "Childe doesn't have to worry!"

Fang Cun snorted coldly and said, "You better kill me, so that I can still keep a whole corpse, die in the mouth of the soul suppression beast, and the whole corpse can't be left." ”

Yun Ruo actually showed an apologetic look on his face, and said: "Childe, the slave family knows that this matter is difficult for the child, and it is extremely dangerous, but the slave family has been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, if you don't take this opportunity to escape, I'm afraid there will be no chance again." ”

Chu Chu is pitiful and distressing.

Fang Cun frowned and did not speak.

Yun Ruo saw that Fang Cun did not refuse, his face was happy, and said: "Childe, although this matter is dangerous, there is still a great chance, this strongest soul suppression beast can't be too far away from the soul monument, as long as Childe finds a way to break it one by one, he will have a chance to get the soul suppression monument, and besides, the other eight ghost kings must have the same plan as the slave family, so Childe is not alone." ”

Hearing this, the expression on Fang Cun's face eased a lot.

Seeing this, Yun Ruo said in a loud voice: "A month later, when the door of the Soul Suppression Hall is opened, the other eight ghost kings will each send one to the Soul Suppression Palace, and during this time, the prince will rest here. ”

"Why can only one person be sent, wouldn't it be better to send a few more people? Fang Cun wondered.