Yunyang grass grows in the land of extreme yin, blooming large yellow petals, like those in the dark.

Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen walked in this fog, looking at the fog in the distance, Liu Pian's heart was clear, like a transparent glass, the fog shone in, and only through all this could not cause a trace of dust.

Liu Pian had seen the note flowing out of Qingqiu Mountain, but he could only cross the river by feeling the stones here.

Fang Wenwen put one hand on the sword at will, and a sharp breath broke through the fog.

The West belongs to gold, so Gengjin is the best material for kendo, and autumn is gold, so it is killed.

With the sharp energy of heaven and earth, like its own hidden sword, so it can be clear, this is Fang Wenwen's sword path, and now Fang Wenwen seems to be closer to this step.

Liu Pian walked past a tombstone, his eyes did not meow on the tombstone at all, although he was extremely curious, but Liu Pian knew that the spell between heaven and earth was the most poisonous and the most treacherous.

Fang Wenwen and Liu Pian penetrated the layers of fog like this, and walked towards the bright yellow Yuanyang grass, their steps did not stop, like puppets with strings carried one by one.

Yuanyang grass seemed to continue very closely, but behind the layers of mist, the bright yellow color turned out to be brighter, but time did pass very slowly.

Liu Pian stepped on a gloomy land, and suddenly his neck was cold.

Liu Pian turned around suddenly, and just now he felt a little white and tender hand suddenly appear behind Liu Pian's back and wiped it gently.

Liu Pian turned around, but there was nothing, only the tombstone hidden in the fog around him.

Fang Wenwen also turned back suddenly.

Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen looked at each other, both knew the situation of the two sides, Liu Pian has now achieved Jindan and has some premonitions about the darkness, but here it is as if he is imprisoned.

It's like the Buddhist scriptures that say it's a cognitive obstacle.

A somewhat hot breath came from behind Liu Pian's ears, and there was a fragrant fragrance.

Liu Pian suddenly turned around again and went out of the body, but the fog was not at all.

The moment Liu Pian turned around, he was suddenly startled, and remembered a ghost story he heard when he was a child, which was the words of some older children to scare the children: "How about walking in the grave at midnight, and hearing someone calling behind you, don't look back." ”

Now Liu Pian thought of this matter and looked at Fang Wenwen, and his divine sense transmitted, but in this strange cemetery, the divine sense seemed to be imprisoned in his mind, Liu Pian looked at Fang Wenwen and made eye contact.

After Fang Wenwen suddenly turned his head again, his eyes suddenly widened, and he already understood what Liu Pian was hinting at him.

Liu Pian continued to walk, but his back was a little soaked, and Fang Wenwenjian trembled a little between his fingers.

Maybe they weren't afraid of ghosts, but they didn't seem to feel a little frightened when they didn't see such things, couldn't see them, didn't even have the slightest hint of foreboding.

Liu Pian didn't look back, although there seemed to be a hand behind him constantly caressing his back, sometimes like the soft body of the legendary beauty, sometimes like the cold ice.

Liu Pian didn't look back and walked towards the front.

Liu Pian didn't know what she was stepping on, when she was striding forward.

Fang Wenwen also froze suddenly.

Liu Pian saw a tombstone suddenly shattered in front of his eyes, and then a child with only half a head cried to Liu Pian: "You stepped on my head, my head, so I want your head to be trampled flat, and then flow into the blood of the whole body, until you give birth to a moth and suffer here for three years before you can die, hahahahahaha"

Liu Pian felt a surge of power surging here.

Liu Pian raised his hand and wiped his head on the left, and when he stretched out his hand, he saw a white brain mixed with a little bit of blood.

Liu Pian looked ahead again, and his body seemed to be like an hourglass, constantly spurting out traces of blood.

But Liu Pian didn't feel as if her body was no longer her own.

Liu Pian felt that she was getting weaker and weaker as her blood flowed, as if death was lingering in front of her, and Liu Pian could even smell the rancid smell of death.

Liu Pian's heart suddenly seemed to be extremely cold, Liu Pian suddenly smiled, and her eyes suddenly opened.

'Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks deep into Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty' The multi-heart sutra flashed in Liu Pian's heart like flowing water.

Liu Pian saw it, Fang Wenwen.

Fang Wenwen had already woken up, but it was only accompanied by the faint sound of the sword.

Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen looked at each other, and their eyes were covered in cold sweat.

It's no longer a dangerous problem, it's weird.

Of course, Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen knew what would happen if they fell asleep here, or stayed here, and the weirdness here was even beyond Liu Pian's feelings.

Unconsciously, Liu Pian's divine consciousness was sealed, as if imprisoned.

Fang Wenwen just wanted to say something, but he just shook his head and couldn't say anything.

Well, now the ability to speak is also sealed or imprisoned.

Liu Pian wanted to open his mouth but suddenly forgot what he would say, he knew that this was the imprisonment of the soul, the spirit of the sealed soul.

Liu Pian gestured to Fang Wenwen for a look, and then, with a nod of his feet, his body rushed forward quickly, this place should not stay for a long time.

I don't know how much sinister there is here, maybe before I know it, Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen will become the corpses under this tombstone.

Liu Pian is running here, it is heavy to not be able to fly here or even to run, but Liu Pian and Fang Wenwen dare not stop here anymore.

Liu Pian felt a pain in her nose, and her sense of smell had been closed.

Liu Pian didn't dare to stop even more, and the sword around Fang Wenwen kept ringing.

The rhubarb-colored Yuanyang grass seemed to be getting closer and closer, but Liu Pian was getting farther and farther away.

Liu Pian looked at the Yuanyang grass in front of him in the distance, as if it was close at hand, but it was far away from the end of the world.

Fang Wenwen looked at the distance and was a little puzzled, Liu Pian suddenly turned his steps and went in the opposite direction, his eyes were fast without hesitation at all.

On the side of Fang Wenwen's eyes, the sound of the sword roaring was like a loud dragon groan.

Liu Pian looked at the place in the distance, which happened to be in the opposite direction of the Yuanyang grass.

It seems to be in the opposite direction, but Liu Pian is running quickly.

Fang Wenwen followed closely behind Liu Pian, although he was suspicious, he didn't say anything at all.

Gradually, Liu Pian's eyes were dark, as if she had no eyes,

But Liu Pian didn't panic, and still followed his own feelings, and walked in the original direction.

Fang Wenwen was too, but he still ran with Liu Pian.