The two of them were silent for a long time, and there seemed to be a bit of incredible surprise in their eyes, and they were stunned for a while.

"You guys talk! Is she..." Yi Chen chasing herself and scared herself, "Will she not be, already..."

"No..." Li Ying came back to her senses in shock. Chad's backbone burst into sweat, making her scalp numb, and she was speechless: "Didn't you just saw it with your own eyes?"

Yi Chenzhuan's face suddenly turned pale.

"There is the ice wall sealed by Yue'er. Do you still remember what's there?"

Li Ying watched Yi Chen chasing nervously, but Yi Chen was also stunned for a while.

"In there..." he murmured.

Liying's heart trembled in horror.

She suddenly was afraid that Yi Chenzhu was really dead, and what was in front of her was just a phantom, or that she herself had fallen into a strange and unpredictable nightmare.

"Is it there..." Yi Chenzhuan still trying hard to recall. There was a scene about to emerge, but he could not pull the memory out of the blur no matter what.

"What is it?" Liying didn't dare to ask Yirao.

"Yes..." Yi Chenzhao was about to speak out the truth, but the ground suddenly shook, connecting to the base of the wall and the ceiling hidden in the darkness.

A powerful spiritual force instantly filled the entire narrow path.

"It's this breath!" The ghost man suddenly became shocked and said quietly: "It's this breath that pushes us here."

The fierce and powerful killing is invincible, just like a sharp blade with heaven and earth as the sheath, with an unparalleled aura of pride, but also a turbid dust that has been destroyed by gold, and the vicissitudes and silence that are unprecedented in the world.

——

Zi Mei's hand was like a strange snake, wrapped around a dark purple evil breath, and suddenly rushed into the darkness, like an evil lightning bursting out from hell.

The purple-hui pointed head was blocked by a blade and jumped back. The purple-colored waves were calm. The arms were whipped, and the long whip was swinging like a snake. The light ball escaped in the darkness. The golden breath was shining with a long sword and flew like a shadow. The gold and stone were "sonoccerous", and it was silent and endless.

Li Yue leaned down and slipped under the knife, her robe blew the blade, and three frost-carrying silver needles flew out between her sleeves.

The thin frost came through the air, which made this guy more afraid than the aggressive purple snake. He ignored the frost needle thrown by Li Yue despite avoiding the long whip of Zi Mei. Suddenly, he saw a golden light rushing and the cold silver fell. The two of them who fought in close combat suddenly staggered all the way and flashed far away.

The purple beauty whip was chasing, but the man himself was from the ghost camp. He was also a combat machine even if he gave up his spiritual power. Even if he was forced by Li Yue, he could adjust his mind steadily in the change of thoughts.

In addition, fighting in the darkness basically depends on intuitive reactions. People in the Ghost Character Camp are naturally good at duels in Heili. This skill is slightly inferior even to the elite killer trained by Jun Han himself.

This space that I don’t know what it is for is a noise, and the golden light and purple light are woven and shaking. In the darkness in the sky, this is a colorful ball.

The man suddenly had a blow and jumped. Unexpectedly, with the cover of the storm in front of him, he attacked her behind some of her. If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way around here, Zi Mei would have thought it was his accomplice's sneak attack.

Zi Mei finally keenly avoided it with the instinct of the killer who had penetrated into her bones, but when she was about to attack again, she suddenly felt that the murderous intent was approaching.

But Yu Guang saw the golden light shaking not far away.

It seems not an illusion, there are really two enemies here!

But for a moment, Zi Mei was also unable to do anything. Based on Fengxiu, it seemed that there was a murderous intent approaching Li Yue.

Zi Mei has not been fully taught to Li Yue, if she faces her alone, she may be in danger.

Zi Mei made a rational analysis without moving expression and her face was as clear as water. She was secretly worried about her little disciple, but the martial soul in her body naturally resisted the attack with her limbs.

But if you can't escape, the situation is still very bad.

Li Yue clearly felt the murderous intent in the air, and could also avoid a few moves based on her chaotic intuition, but soon she ended her way and became a kitten who fell into a corner of desperate situation, with no way to break through.

"Mao my fellow tribe, the crime is unforgivable!" The man roared angrily, and a long sword slashed into the air, tearing a golden hole into the dark curtain.

The flames suddenly rose up to the ground, and suddenly the earth and rocks burst out. A shaking shadow spread over the fire and rose against the air. The top of gold and the bottom were red. A pillar of initiation reached the ground, and the sky shone brightly, and the thin stars were lost.

The fire suddenly ignited in front of Li Yue's eyes. She watched her brother Chen Zhui suddenly fly out of the ground like a small fire monkey.

The sudden attack even floated over the guy who turned from the pursuer to the pursuer. Unpredictable, the long sword wrapped in flames cut off the gilded licking knife with a "crack".

Even though Yi Chenzhu's appearance did not fall from the sky, from this timely perspective, he is still a "hero".

The reinforcements were not just Yi Chen chasing one person, which was enough to make Zi Mei feel relieved that their young master brought a camper who knew enough about the ghost character camp.

Yi Chen chased the man and took the man to the sky with a sword. Li Ying also protected Li Yue in the first step of entering here. The ghost soldier quickly swayed into Zi Mei's battle. Before he could see the identity of the enemy, the long sword in his hand had already been slashed away.

But suddenly, I saw a big bloody mouth between the neck of the "person" attacking Zi Mei. The wound cut through half of the neck ring. The blood had dried up, leaving a hideous trace of flesh.

It's him!

The ghost was shocked, and his heartstrings, which had been undergoing freezing training for many years, burst into a sudden sound of breaking through the ages.

Resurrection with a corpse?

His suspicion swept into his heart, and the "dead" knife had already pierced the cold light and broke into the light. The sharp blade turned out to the host's dim gray eyes.

It seems to be dead.

Zi Mei had quick eyes and quick hands, and she whipped up with a whip. She clanged and grabbed Xiyou's blade with a "clang". She swung the knife in reverse and flew out the not-so-threatening knife.

The ghost soldier seized the opportunity and slashed through with one knife, breaking the other party's neck that had already dried up blood.

Although Yi Chenzhu exploded with a frigid fire, he did not expect that he had never fallen into a fight at all. Instead, after beating the opponent at hand far away, he glanced at his companions around him, and said in a sharp tone that had never happened before: "Get out quickly!"

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Gu Yuan stood in the fire for a long time, and the fire pool became more and more ostentatious, as if a sea of ​​blood swaying Manzhushahua. Xiao Yuan kept looking at his back swaying in the flames. The fire seemed to burn into his heart, and a burning pain seemed to be ignited in his chest.

However, as long as he is clear-minded, he can infinitely suppress all kinds of pains from the bottom of his heart, like a name, like an abyss, which can accommodate endless darkness.

Yuan looked at Gu Yuan's fragile back, who was living in the sea of ​​fire without expression. After a long time, he finally said something: "Has he woke up?"

Gu Yuan seemed to have suddenly come back to his senses, first stunned, then nodded faintly, "Awaken..." As he said, his palm pressed downwards, and the fire suddenly lowered the flames, pressing against the red lotus all over the ground.

——

The crowd, who had finally gathered, chose a certain road in the darkness and ran towards the deeper darkness.

But I suddenly noticed that the light balls that were originally like elves of lamps suddenly decreased a lot, and the night sky that looked like the stars suddenly covered the turbid clouds.

But at present, there is no time to take into account this small problem that cannot be urgent.

Everyone rushed out of danger with the last little energy after the war. The ghost soldier always followed Yi Chen and chased him. As soon as he stopped below, he grabbed him, the young man who had been lying on the lottery.

Zi Meixing was at the end, and he was alert to observe the movements behind him - fortunately, there was no sound for the time being.

"Chen Zhui Brother..." Li Yue looked at his shocking injuries and seemed to be a little scared.

Yi Chen chased the devastating fire every time it exploded, he had to accumulate strength for half a day. Now he was just in the bottom of the valley, and the pain was plagued by the burning pain, so he had to change it for a while.

Yi Chen chased Liyue's white hair gently and smiled with a tired look, "I'm fine - you're almost scared your brother to death..."

Liying explored his vein and frowned slightly, "You can't continue like this."

Compared to just now, Yi Chenzhu's pulse was much weaker.

Yi Chen followed the power of the ghost sect and stood firm, and he still returned to a relaxed state, saying: "The state of life and death is hard to be constrained. Although I don't know what I am like now, if I can help everyone escape from the danger, I can't sigh."

Zi Mei glanced at him indifferently.

The ghost man looked a little dark and said, "How could a noble man abandon himself for his subordinates? Don't say these disheartening words. Even if we are burning our jades and stones, we will definitely protect the young master until the last moment."

Yi Chen smiled after chasing, "Who said something depressed? I have no idea of ​​committing suicide at all."

The ghost soldier was stunned, as if he was choked and did not speak.

Yi Chenzhuo had a little strength, then he took off the help of the ghost soldier and stood firm.

Then he smiled as before, like a sheep.

"Although I can't tell what it is, I don't think I will die, so you don't have to worry." He sighed, but vaguely exhaled some depression. "Although entering this place is far beyond the plan, it seems to be the purpose of our trip based on various factors."

"Why?" Liying asked.

Yi Chen chasing and twisting his chin for a moment, "It's a bit like intuition, but..." He couldn't put up the rest of the words, so he gave up and then changed his topic: "Besides, I made the decision to enter here, no matter what, I have to explain it."

He was a little helpless in his words, and he subconsciously glanced at the ghost man beside him, his eyes shook very quickly and almost silent.

But he was still caught by the other party.

"The young master's decision was not wrong."

Yi Chenzhui was stunned for a moment and smiled awkwardly, "I was unable to figure out the situation and could not control the casualties. If such negligence was placed on the march, it would have been over long ago." He mocked himself, calmed down, but couldn't help but think: If it was his adoptive father in such a situation, what would that person do?

Even if it is not his adoptive father, but Uncle Ling or the head-on master, what will happen to them?

Sure enough, only after truly taking this step can you truly realize how immature you are compared to those who have experienced many battles.

Although his negligence at this moment can still be used as a cover for "first-coming" and still have opportunities to grow, those lives have really disappeared and there is no chance again...

Thinking of this, Yi Chen suddenly felt sad.

The cold water that Jun Han poured on him that night was vivid in his ears.

But suddenly a strong hand stroked his shoulder. When he looked back, he turned out to be the always cold and serious ghost man.

The ghost soldier smiled at this moment, and his face, which was originally wild and indifferent as stone carvings, suddenly added a bit of extraordinary softness and kindness.

"Life is disappearing every day. The key is not how long it can last, but whether it is meaningful."

No one likes death, but the things in this world are enough to overcome the fear of death.
Chapter completed!