"Actually, no matter how you say the leader, you can only be a young master."

When the ghost warrior reminded him, Yi Chen Zhui remembered that - Situ Cheng said this to him at the beginning, mainly because his identity is the most suitable for this job.

Yi Chen Zhui thought deeply for a long time, but still felt strange.

He never left the gates of the middle of the capital, and lived a life even more beautiful than those of the ladies. There was only one friend around him, Situ Cheng. How could he offend Zhuyue, who was far away in the Western Region?

Moreover, Zhu Yue asked Dali for help as early as the time of the late emperor, and Yi Chenzhu was not born yet...

Is it just because he is the marshal's son?

If they wanted to use Yi Chen Zhui as a stick to deal with the Marshal, it would not make sense. After all, the Marshal was seriously injured and unconscious before they set off.

After thinking about it this way, the final analysis is that the key to this matter should be Yi Chen Zhuan.

But in addition to his identity, there is something worthy of special calculations for him?

Zi Mei is like a silent ghost, and an occasional movement can attract others' eyes to change.

She suddenly stood up for no reason and fixed her eyes in the grass not far away.

"Master?" Li Yue asked a soft voice, Zi Mei raised her hand without squinting, signaling these people to silence.

The killer feels sharper than the ghost.

This time, the willow branches sway silently, the wind passes without traces, the clear moonlight falls slightly, but when I look up, a thin cloud slowly covers the bright moon. When the clouds move away, the waning moon gradually fills. If it weren't for the unchanged things around me, it would really make people think that time flies in the conspicuous way.

Zi Mei held the long whip wrapped around her waist with one hand, and it was like a bow with a full bow, and it was heard by sound.

But the others still didn't notice anything nearby, and even the ghost man seemed to know it.

The thin clouds returned, as if time was flowing back, the full moon was gone, the moonlight was clear, and the things around them were as illusory as if they were covered with glass. The light flowed to the wonderful moment. In the dark, there was a sudden leap in the grass. The flying silver blade broke the wind and broke the sound. Zi Mei's hand holding the whip was pulled away, and she immediately lifted it and intercepted the flying blade that was intended to be unexpected.

But there were broken blades of swords, and there was a piece of ink-colored cloth hanging on the blade, and there was a fresh smell of blood.

Zi Mei twisted the fragments of the broken knife, looked over there for a moment, and then turned around and returned to everyone, handing the knife and cloth to the ghost warrior.

There is no need to look at it too carefully. With just one glance, the ghost soldier can see that the knife is the sword of the Ghost Character Camp, and the cloth is also the residue of the armor-flavored robe of the Ghost Character Camp.

"It's from the Ghost Character Camp."

And there was nothing on the black cloth except for the fresh and still smell of blood.

"What does this mean?"

The ghost soldier frowned and thought for a moment, and said, "The owner of this knife and the material is probably dead. Throwing these two is probably a provocation."

"Provocation?" Yi Chenzhe pondered these two words carefully.

If you just want to fight, you will chase you and show up. Since it is a provocation, it must be to lead them to somewhere. If it is common sense, then there will be a big hole in that place.

If you think about all the doubts that have passed by carefully, although you seem to have no clue, you can actually see that there is always a "person" who is "leading the way" for them. If this person is indeed sophisticated and capable of paving the skills of paving the weird dungeon from the Central Plains of Lizhou to the Western Region, then the "trap" in front may be the key to everything.

"Honest Master has a decision?" The ghost man's ability to observe his face is unique.

Yi Chen Zhui nodded, "Although it's very adventurous, I think the answer is probably where the 'person' wants to lead us."

Regardless of the real "purpose" of this trip or the breakthrough to break the deadlock in this ghost place, if they were just thinking about it, they might not be able to find the truth even if they had been thinking for hundreds of years.

Although it is very risky to take the bait and jump to the pit, this decision is probably something that you have to make right now.

The future is uncertain, and the decision to die for a lifetime is really worrying...

Yi Chen sighed after looking at the moon, sighed deeply, stood up, and said, "If this trip to the Western Regions had been a conspiracy from the beginning, we would have missed the opportunity. Since we are in a desperate situation, we might as well give it a try."

When he said this, he was determined and determined. The childishness between his eyebrows had not yet faded, but Yunxing's eyes had already become calm.

This sheep-like boy seemed to have grown into a wolf that could attract the crowd in one go. The change was too fast and almost made people unable to notice the clues.

Maybe Yi Chen had grown up in the eyes of others, but for him, he still had a shaky young heart inside.

Jun Han fell too suddenly, and Yi Chen had no time to react, so he had to catch the pile of burdens on his adopted father, reaching the court and the people. As the Grand Marshal of the World Relying on all people, the burden on him was heavy.

But just the day before Jun Han fell, Yi Chenzhai was still in a state of ignorance when dealing with these things. His adoptive father never talked to him about these important affairs in the court. Even if he could occasionally hear Situ Cheng complaining to him, his theoretical knowledge he learned from Mr. Zhang did not seem to be very useful.

Until this moment, he suddenly realized that his adoptive father was not the invincible pillar as he imagined. Even the marshal who was almost a god in his eyes would be exhausted and fallen. And those great events in the world that seemed out of reach suddenly seemed not as far away as a star.

This sudden enlightenment came too suddenly and too unscrupulous. It could suddenly force a young man to take responsibility, but it just happened to fall into a deadlock again.

God seems to have such a bit of a bad intention to tease people.

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On the fifth day, Jun Han finally came out of Wangyouyuan.

Hanshan Jiyao was waiting in the snow. He saw Ao Xue's figure from afar, but felt a little tired from his black robe and white hair.

In that dangerous place, Jun Han stayed asleep for five consecutive days, just walking deeper and approaching the gate of hell with persistence.

Even after coming out, he did not rest. He saw Han Shanji from afar. He quietly blew the white-haired wind and hid the fatigue that was slightly visible between his eyebrows. Before approaching, he finally perfectly restored his noble, cold and unmoving appearance of pride.

Even though Han Shanji once scoffed at this little wolf cub who had fallen into dust, he really had to admire him from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that we can also objectively admit that this little wolf cub has not grown up and may be more fierce than his father's old wolf now.

Han Shanji was originally carrying a cloak in his hand. Jun Han saw it lightly, and turned a little bit calmly when he was about to get close to him. He made three steps away from him, and invincible silently rejected his concern for "uneasy and kindness".

Hanshan was inexplicably used to Jun Han's cold water that was better than the cold snow of the Ice Abyss, so he followed him silently.

"I've been tired from Wang Youyuan for a long time, come out and take a rest for a few more days before leaving."

"No." Jun Han was still very cold.

"You are not in good condition."

"It has nothing to do with you." Leng Ying, Jun Han finally paused a little, "Are you ready for the stuff?"

"It's ready." Han Shanji had old arms and legs. He struggled to chase Jun Han and didn't even speak loudly.

Jun Han looked at him strangely and said coldly: "The limit of the guardians should be more than two hundred years, right?" He looked at the appearance of the young man in Hanshan Mountain in a cold blink of an eye. He still had accumulating virtue, but his eyebrows were not hidden at all, and he was shaking with the meaning of "Why are you looking like you're dying?"

"The causes of the past are the fruits of the present time."

Jun Han took his eyes lightly and said, "Speak human words."

"If you want to talk more, you might as well go to my place to rest first."

If you change your way, you will also turn Jun Han into his house.

Jun Han followed him to the lonely icy house without hesitation.

"Tell me."

Han Shanji's body was almost declining every day, and the remaining numbers were indeed very difficult.

"I wandered around the world for a long time after your father passed away. Even if I noticed the sign of the invasion of the phoenix fire, I did not return to the north immediately."

Jun Han glanced at him lightly and sneered, "You are really persistent."

I was so persistent that when I saw Jun Han for the first time, I saw the savior dragging the tail of the broom. I really thought that God had given him a good soul-carrying jar. Without saying a word, I stuffed Beishan Jun's broken soul into Jun Han's body, and threw people into the abyss. I was so amazed that I wanted to use the remaining power of Xuanming in the abyss to return a "Beishan Jun" who has resurrected the dead in the world.

As a result, the little wolf cub was too tenacious to swallow his father's spiritual power and jumped out alive afterwards.

Jun Han still couldn't help laughing when he thought about this.

But why is Han Shanji so persistent? I think he sighs. If it is attributed to the loyalty of the disciples to the "gods", it is probably more appropriate.

"Is there any abnormal movement of the ghost star?" Jun Han glanced at him calmly and saw the clues clearly. "The phoenix fire in your body seems not very honest."

"You noticed it in the Yuanli, right?"

Jun Han didn't appreciate the meaning of the ghost star in the abyss, but the cold power of the ice trap was indeed restless, as if he was being pulled by something.

"You have inherited your father's spiritual power. I believe that you are definitely the one who is most capable of fighting against the ghost star now."

This method of inheriting spiritual power is really crazy.

"I also have a ghost star soul on my hand. Just in case, I did leave some gadgets to restrain his fire."

"Is it the boy named Yi Chen Zhui?"

Jun Han was stunned when he heard this, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "How do you know?"
Chapter completed!