Xiao Hui stumbled and fell to Qing Hui’s feet.

"Ouch," Xiao Hui shouted.

Qing Hui bent over and pulled her up, and asked puzzledly: "Why are you here too? Didn't you say you would never come to die?"

Xiao Hui looked up and saw Qing Hui's clear eyes, and felt guilty for a moment.

But if she doesn't coax Qing Hui away, the old evil creature will definitely not let her go, and she will still die by then.

Xiao Hui struggled internally for a few times and muttered: "I, I just want to see if you can find me. This Guizhou City is so big, and it is... very dangerous during the day."

Qing Hui nodded: "It is indeed quite dangerous. I bumped into ghosts at least eight hundred times along the way, but thanks to this image, no one recognized me. So I simply caught a ghost and asked for directions.

So it’s not very difficult to find this place.”

Qing Hui had already heard from Xiao Hui that there were more ghosts than people in this ghost city, but only by seeing it in person can he understand why this place is called hell.

Souls that cannot be reincarnated here can only become stronger by devouring their own kind. There may be some meager humanity at the beginning, but in this living environment of the jungle, humanity can only become a burden to survival.

So the reason why the ghosts here are scary is not because the ghosts are really scary.

But the people and ghosts who stayed behind to survive are equally scary.

"You, you asked a ghost?" Xiao Hui stared at her with wide eyes, a little unable to believe his ears.

"Yes, what else?" Qing Hui replied casually.

Then he looked at her suspiciously: "Didn't I tell you that you should stay near Baihuafang and keep an eye on me for a while? If that monk had come earlier and taken the woman away, we would have left if we wanted to.

It’s difficult.”

Without Chang Li, it's not that she is really trapped here and can't get out, but Qing Hui really has no other way now. She doesn't even understand what's going on here, especially the ghost legions outside the city.

What appeared was really strange.

She has never been to the continents where immortals are cultivated in Cangyuan Yunji, and she has heard that all kinds of strange things can happen there.

But she came from outside the city, and the desolation along the way reminded her of a scene inexplicably.

It was the remaining scene on the battlefield that she saw when she was unconscious in the cold pool on the mountain behind Xiliang Palace.

So she suspected that if she wanted to leave the Ghost State, she might have to solve the mystery of the ghost army first.

And the only one who has any hope of knowing this mystery may be that Qingluo Ghost King.

"I..." Xiao Hui was about to open her mouth to speak when the wound on her neck where the medicine had been applied suddenly felt an itching pain as if her flesh was being chewed. She opened her mouth, held it back tightly, and tightened her grip.

He raised his fist and raised a smile at Qing Hui, "I, I'm worried about you. Let me tell you, Qingluo Ghost King's territory is not one that can be entered casually. The one in front is the ghost gate. Once you pass it,

The Ghost Gate has the strongest ghosts for miles around, and ghost soldiers and generals are scattered around it. Once you step inside, you will be torn into pieces immediately."

"Really, believe me, you must not be impulsive. Even if you want to save people, you are not in a hurry. You can think of other ways."

Although Xiao Hui's words were meant to deceive Qing Hui, they were somewhat sincere.

Everyone in Guizhou City doesn’t know that it is a dead end, a road that leads to death.

Although falling into the hands of the old evil creature may not necessarily end well, he can at least live for two more days. But once he enters the ghost gate, he may not even wait to see the Qing Hall Master before he is killed by this evil ghost blocking the way.

It was torn into pieces.

Qing Hui's eyes fell on Xiao Hui, looked back and forth twice, and finally landed on her neck, which was blocked by her slightly lowered head, and quickly pinched her neck with his fingers.

"Well..." Xiaohui cried out in pain.

"Are you injured?" Qing Hua pressed her fingertips on her neck, which looked only slightly red. Her neck was obviously very thin, but it looked slightly swollen at this time. It was not very obvious, but Qing Hui was.

Doctor, you can tell at a glance that there should be an injury here.

"Who hurt you?" Qing Hui frowned. Regardless of Xiao Hui's breathless struggle, he took out a golden needle from somewhere in his hand and plunged it into her neck. Then he took it out again and was surprised: "This is

Who is so cruel? He only hurts you, but actually poisons you?"

"No, no one..." Xiao Hui replied with difficulty as his neck was pinched by Qing Hui.

But my heart is full of anxiety.

Of course she knew that Lao Xiewu was not so kind to treat her injury, but at that time she had no choice at all. Even though she knew that the medicine Lao Xiewu gave might be poisonous, she had no choice but to apply it on her wound in front of him.
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She had no choice.

But now, when she looked at Qing Hui who cared about her, she felt a rare pain.

Since she was born, she has met few people who care about her. Living in this ghost city, it is impossible for there to be any useless kindness. Everyone is the same.

Only a foreign fool like Qing Hu would care about someone he has only known for a day.

She is a bad person who is still trying to deceive her.

Xiao Hui's voice was a little hoarse, and her clenched fists were shaking slightly, but in the end, she closed her eyes, then opened her eyes again and smiled at Qing Hui and said, "I'm really fine. It's an old injury, sister."

, I have something for you, please lower your head."

"What is it?" Qing Hui lowered his head curiously and looked at her.

Xiao Hui raised her hand, and a black smoke exploded in her hand. Qing Hui shook twice and fell to the ground with a "bang".
Chapter completed!