Sealing Sword Chapter 66: Dense Forest

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Dong Ming Valley, located in the central capital surrounded by mountains and water. Outside is a misty forest, where the miasma lingers all the year round and the clouds are hanging down. There are several mazes and institutions in the forest. It is easy for outsiders to get in and out, so it is also called "the forest of the dead."

Since leaving Qingxue Village, Chu Xiwei got in touch with the Fenruo of Baiguimen in the north, and sneaked all the way, which was not dangerous. Now he finally arrived outside Dongming Valley.

The dead man Lin is not big, but he doesn't see the sky all year round, so he is dim and silent. Lu Mingyuan can't help frowning when he walks into it, and instinctively clasps the white paper fan.

Qin Lanshang saw the score by his side, reached out and patted his arm, and whispered: "Follow us, it's okay."

He breathed out slowly, but his hand holding the fan didn't let go.

This forest is too dangerous. I always feel that there are countless pairs of eyes looking at him, as if the thorns are on his back, Ye Fusheng is still walking in the position after the broken, seemingly lazy to a few points, but in fact it is impeccable, and smiled at Chu Xiwei's back: "This is a treasure of Feng Shui."

Chu Xiwei's footsteps didn't reply, Qin Lanchang rolled her eyes, turned her head and said, "Uncle Ye, you really can tell a joke. I've grown up so much. It's the first time I heard that'Deadman Forest' is a good place. ."

Ye Fusheng stretched out his index finger to compare with his lips, and said quietly, "It is because many people have died, that is the treasure of geomantic omen."

His words seemed to hide the little Yinfeng, Lu Mingyuan trembled inexplicably, unfolded the white paper fan with a "wow", only revealed a pair of rabbits with weak eyes: "Why, why..."

Qin Lanshang: "..." It's really hopeless.

Ye Fusheng's eyes flashed with a gleam, and his voice was lowered, almost leaning into Lu Mingyuan's ear, and quietly said: "Because...there are more dead people, the fatter the ground, so that you can raise a ghoul. Ah!"

As if responding to the crow's mouth, before he could say anything, a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground covered with mud and fallen leaves, grabbing Qin Lanchang's ankle and pulling it down. Qin Lanchang couldn't even scream, and felt that there was a big hole in her feet, dragging her down!

"Miss Qin!" Lu Mingyuan was shocked and rushed to the edge of the hole. The black below was so dark that he could not see his fingers. He felt a sense of bottomlessness. Before Ye Fusheng could speak, he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Chu Xiwei could not have heard such a big movement. Ye Fusheng raised his eyes and saw that Chu Xiwei's back disappeared somehow, and the surrounding mist became thicker at this moment, like a pot of paste, making it hard to see anything.

There was a fighting sound from the front, Ye Fusheng had ears, and heard Chu Xiwei's vague anger, accompanied by the clanging sound of swords colliding. He frowned, and his toes dropped a little to the ground, like a splash of water, and swept in the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, Ye Fusheng's body suddenly stopped. He twisted his waist in mid-air, stepped on a tree trunk nearby, and fell with force.

On the way he was going to go, several wires were criss-crossed among several big trees. It was a foot off the ground, intertwined like a net, wrapped in dense willow-leaf knives, extremely sharp, with old blood stains remaining on it, but Covered by dense fog, people cannot find it in time.

If Ye Fusheng hadn't stopped because of smelling blood, now it's time to add new blood to this iron net and turn it into a pile of broken meat that can't be brought back to raise this piece of land.

"It's a good dog nose."

A voice came from behind Ye Fusheng. Ye Fusheng didn't move, but the person slid forward, just to avoid the person and catch it, before turning his head back.

The thick fog is white, and the man also wore a white coat, even his hair was wrapped in white cloth, and he wore a pointed hat. Only one face was exposed, just like an impermanent ghost from the underworld.

This face is even more terrifying than this outfit—he is covered with a piece of skin, he can't see the facial features, he can only vaguely see the outline, as if some monster is bulging under the skin.

Ye Fusheng blinked: "This thing doesn't look very breathable, do you feel bored?"

Come to Humanity: "The living people use breathing, ghosts don't use it."

When talking, there should be hot air, but there is still no clue on the skin, and it seems that he did not breathe when he spoke.

Ye Fusheng was very interested: "Who are you?"

"White impermanence."

Ye Fusheng encircled his arms: "Since it is a ghost, how can I use force when I meet the guests of the master?"

"The friends of the Hundred Ghosts are dead, but you are not." Bai Wuchang smiled, "The master of the door will be punished if the rules are broken. As for you... I will do it for you."

The last word was still in his mouth. This person was approaching Ye Fusheng. His right hand was broken at the wrist. A claw made of fine iron was attached. A dark light flashed on it. poisonous.

Ye Fusheng didn't intend to be smashed by this thing. When his feet were wrong, his body flashed through this trick. His right hand squeezed his wrist like a flower, and his left hand grabbed the man's waist. Kicked away the opponent's right leg with his left foot, used three times at the same time, and threw out a person who was a circle older than himself.

Bai Wuchang has a tricky body, patted his hand on the tree, turned his body upside down, and pounced on Ye Fusheng again. Ye Fusheng listened to the sound and tried to avoid him when he moved. Unexpectedly, a black whip pocket turned around and twisted his left leg. With a strong pull, Ye Fusheng staggered and his body became unbalanced.

Seeing that Iron Claw was pressing for his life, Ye Fusheng suddenly leaned over, supporting the ground with one hand, and his legs went up and down. The man in the dark couldn't give up his whip, and was pulled out by him. Iron Claw couldn't clean up. A mistake passed on his body, bringing out a **** color.

"It turns out that ghosts will bleed, and I have gained a lot of knowledge." Ye Fusheng closed his palms and stood up, and saw that this person was also dressed like Bai Wuchang, except that he changed to black, and his figure could also be seen as a petite woman. He immediately smiled, "I don't think the two should be called black and white impermanence, they should call "male and female"."

Before the words fell, a whip swept across, just like a poisonous snake tweeting, about to strangle him, Ye Fusheng avoided this with light effort, but Bai Wuchang had already been counted as his hiding position, and he turned around. Had to touch with it.

The collision between the palms and the claws was supposed to be a scene of flying flesh and blood. However, Ye Fusheng suddenly curled his lips and smiled, turning his left five fingers to avoid the tip of the claw, pinching the bottom of the iron claw, and raising the palm of his right hand to face Bai Wuchang's left hand. When the internal force hits, he only heard a "click", and he took advantage of the force to fly back and walked along with an iron claw.

"Thank you for the gift, there will be a period!" Ye Fusheng laughed loudly, but the person has disappeared in the vast white fog.

Although he knew that this was just a temptation, Chu Xiwei would not be in danger, but he has been used to worrying about this child since then. Even now that Chu Xiwei has grown up, it is nothing more than a long time in his eyes. After all, I can’t rest assured.

Although his eyes were vague, Ye Fusheng walked along the sound, and he didn't even hit the tree or fall into the hole. When the sound of fighting was close at hand, as soon as he stood firm, he heard a muffled grunt, and a figure was beaten over, accompanied by a **** air.

It's Chu Xiwei's voice!

With a heartbeat, Ye Fusheng caught Chu Xiwei with one hand, and took advantage of the trend to retreat, and his back hit the tree trunk hard.

Before I had time to speak, there was another breaking wind. It was a person holding a palm, and the strength of the force concealed the power of thunder. Ye Fusheng heard it clearly, but now there was an unknown Chu Xiwei in his arms, and he was unavoidable behind him. He had to grit his teeth and turn around, holding his flesh and blood body against the shocking palm.

Chu Xiwei's pupils tightened in his arms, and one hand stretched out from under his armpit to take it, but it was too late.

It is rare for him to lose his composure and lose his voice: "Foster father!"

The palm of the thunderbolt fell on Ye Fusheng after all. The latter didn't feel pain at this moment, but it fell lightly, as if it were just thunder and rain.

The next moment, an inner strength penetrated into the lungs and turned over the sea in the internal organs. Ye Fusheng instinctively aroused internal resistance, but unexpectedly was entangled and assimilated by this weird inner strength, as if a mud cow entered the sea and disappeared instantly!

The internal strength cultivation of "The Forked Road Scripture" is divided into eight levels. Between the sixth and seventh levels there is a bottleneck like a sky. Chu Xiwei has been stuck in this bottleneck for nearly two years, but this person has already crossed it. In the past, I spent a few years at the peak of the eighth floor!

Ye Fusheng's body shook, and the arms holding Chu Xiwei involuntarily tightened, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat. This time he finally couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth.

Chu Xiwei couldn't really see it, but she smelled blood, and a piece of clothing on her shoulder was also wet, her whole body trembled suddenly, and her hands and feet became cold.

He held his breath at this moment, his mind was blank, naturally he didn't know his eyes were slowly crawling with bloodshot eyes.

An uncontrollable anger and killing intent surged in his chest, as if to break through the shackles of the meridians, but before he could vent out, a hand stretched out and slapped his head firmly. .

"You have red eyes when you hit me, and you have to be true to me. This daughter-in-law forgets her parents before she gets married. Hey, the little bunny has no conscience than the long-tailed flower magpie!"

Chu Xiwei: "..."

Ye Fusheng coughed to death before vomiting his second mouthful of blood.