Chapter 71: Jungle

Dongming Valley is located in the land surrounded by mountains and water in Zhongdu. Outside is a misty forest, with perennial haggard air and cloudy clouds. There are several maze formations and organs in the forest. Outsiders are easy to get in and out, so they are also called "dead forest."
Since leaving Qingxue Village, Chu Xiwei got in touch with the sub-helm of Baiguimen in the north, sneaking secretly all the way, and it was considered as unscathed. Now he has finally reached the outside of Dongming Valley.
The dead man was not big, but he didn't see the sun all year round, so it was dim and silent. Lu Mingyuan walked into it and couldn't help frowning, instinctively holding the white paper fan.
Qin Lanshang saw a clear score beside him, reached out and patted his arm, and whispered: "Follow us, it's okay."
He then exhaled slowly, but the hand that held the fan still didn't let go.
This forest is too dangerous. I always feel that there are countless eyes looking at myself, as if the thorns are on the back, Ye Fusheng is still walking in the broken position, it seems to be lazy to a few points, but it is impeccable, and smiles at Chu Xiwei's back: "This is A piece of Feng Shui. "
Chu Xiwei's footsteps didn't reply, Qin Lanshang rolled his eyes, turned his head and said: "Ye Shu, you really can tell jokes, I grew up so much, or the first time I heard that 'Dead Forest' is a good place."
Ye Fusheng stretched his index finger in front of his lips, and said quietly: "It is because there are many people dead, that is the treasure of Feng Shui."
In this remark, there was a small yin wind, and Lu Mingyuan shook inexplicably, fanning out the white paper fan, only showing a pair of rabbit eyes weakly looking: "Why, why ..."
Qin Lanshang: "..." It's really good.
A flash of fine light flashed in Ye Fusheng's eyes, and his voice was lowered, almost leaning into Lu Mingyuan's ear, and quietly said: "Because ... there are many dead people, the fatter the ground, the ghouls can be raised!"
As if to answer the crow's mouth, his voice did not fall, a hand suddenly extended from the ground covered with muddy fallen leaves, grabbed Qin Lanshang's ankle and pulled down. Qin Lanshang was too late to scream, and he felt that his feet were empty, and suddenly a big hole was pulled, dragging her down!
"Miss Qin!" Lu Mingyuan was shocked and fell to the edge of the cave. He was so dark that he couldn't reach his fingers, and he felt a sense of bottomlessness. Before Ye Fusheng opened his mouth, he bit his teeth and jumped down.
It's impossible for Chu Xiwei not to hear such a big movement. Ye Fusheng raised his eyes, and saw that Chu Xiwei's back disappeared for some time, and the surrounding mist was thicker in this moment, as thick as a pot of paste, making people see nothing.
Fighting sounds came from the front, Ye Fusheng's ears were spirited, and he heard Chu Xi's faint anger, accompanied by the clang of the clashing swords. His brow furrowed, and his toes went down a bit, like a rush of water, glancing in the direction of the sound.
Suddenly, Ye Fusheng's body suddenly took a break, twisting his waist in mid-air, and stepped on a tree trunk next to it, falling down with the help of force.
On the way he wanted to go, he crossed several wires between several big trees, one foot away from the ground, intertwined like a net, wrapped in dense willow-leaf knives, very sharp, and there were still old blood stains on it, but it was only covered by dense fog Cover up, so that people can not find in time.
If Ye Fusheng did not stop because he smelled blood, it is time to add new blood to this iron net and turn it into a pile of minced meat that can't come back to feed this land.
"It's a good dog nose."
A voice came from behind Ye Fusheng. Ye Fusheng's footsteps didn't move, but the man slipped forward, just to avoid the man's catch, and then turned back.
The dense fog was white, and the man was wearing a white coat, and even his hair was wrapped in white cloth, with a pointed hat, and only one face was exposed, like the impermanent ghost from the land.
This face is more terrible than this dress-he has a skin on his face, he can't see the facial features, and can only vaguely see the outline, as if there are some monsters bulging under the skin.
Ye Fusheng blinked: "This thing doesn't look very breathable, do you feel sullen?"
Come to humanity: "Living people breathe, ghosts don't need it."
There should have been hot air when speaking, but there was still no sign on the face, it seemed that there was no breathing when speaking.
Ye Fusheng was interested: "Who are you?"
"White impermanence."
Ye Fusheng wrapped his arms: "Since it's a ghost, how did you meet the door owner's guests and use force?"
"Bai Guimen's friends are all dead, but you are not." Bai Wuchang smiled a little. "The door owner is punished if he breaks the rules. As for you ... I'll wait for it."
The last word was still in his mouth. This man was approaching Ye Fusheng. His right hand was even with a broken wrist. He was fitted with a fine iron cast claw with dark light flashing on it, which was poisonous at first glance.
Ye Fusheng didn't intend to be ripped apart by this gadget. When his feet were wrong, his body flickered through this trick. His right hand clasped his wrist with a finger, and his left hand grabbed the man's waist while kicking with his left foot. Opening the right leg of the opponent's foot, three times at the same time used cleverness, using the force to throw out a person who is one lap larger than himself.
Bai Wuchang's body tricks are tricky, with only one hand on the tree, his body turned upside down, and he pounces on Ye Fusheng. Ye Fusheng listened to his position, and he was about to avoid him when he moved. Unexpectedly, a long black whip turned around, twisting his left leg, and pulling Ye Fusheng staggering hard, his body became unbalanced.
Seeing the iron claws dying, Ye Fusheng suddenly leaned over, supporting the ground with one hand, and his legs were rising and falling. The man in the dark could not afford the whip, and he was pulled out by his turn, and the iron claws could not be picked up. Passed by mistake, brought out a glance.
"It turns out that ghosts will also bleed, and they have learned a lot." Ye Fusheng closed his palm and saw that this person was also dressed like Bai Wuchang, but they were all changed to black, and they could also see a petite woman, and they laughed immediately. Now, "I don't think the two should be black and white impermanence, it's the call to 'male and female dual evil'."
The voice did not fall, and a whip swept over, just like the poisonous snake uttering a letter, and was about to strangle him. Ye Fusheng relied on light power to avoid this, but the impermanence had long been counted as his avoiding position. The palms are connected.
The palm and claw collided, it should have been a scene of flesh and blood flying, but Ye Fusheng suddenly smiled his lips, five fingers of his left hand flipped to avoid the claw tip, pinched the bottom of the iron claw, the right hand raised the palm opposite to Bai Wuchang's left hand, the internal forces on both sides hit At the sound of "click", he flew backwards by force, and also walked an iron claw.
"Thank you for the gift, there will be a period in the future!" Ye Fusheng smiled loudly, but the person has disappeared between the vast white mist.
Although he knew that this was just a temptation, Chu Xiwei would not be in danger, but he had been worried about the child since then, even though Chu Xiwei has grown up now, he is just a long man in his eyes, In the final analysis, you can't rest assured.
Although it was blurry in front of him, Ye Fusheng walked along the way, feeling that he didn't hit the tree and fell into the hole. When the fighting sound was near, he stood firm and heard a mumble, a figure was beaten, accompanied by a gas.
It ’s Chu Xiwei ’s voice!
With a throbbing heart, Ye Fusheng caught Chu Xiwei with one hand, and backed away with his strength. His back hit the tree trunk.
Before he had time to speak, the wind broke again. It was a person who raised his palm, and the strength of the power had the power of thunder. Ye Fusheng heard the score clearly, but now there is Chu Xiwei who is unclear in his arms, and he is unavoidable behind his back. He has to grind his teeth and turn his body around, taking the flesh and blood to resist the rock-shattering palm.
Chu Xiwei's pupils contracted in his arms, and one hand extended from his armpit to take the palm, but it was too late.
He rarely lost his composure and lost his voice: "Father!"
After all, Thunder's palm fell on Ye Fusheng. The latter didn't feel pain at the moment, but instead fluttered lightly when it fell, as if it was just thunder and heavy rain.
At the next moment, an internal force penetrated into the lungs, and in the internal organs of the five internal organs, Ye Fusheng instinctively stirred up internal resistance, but unexpectedly was entangled and assimilated by this strange internal force, as if the mud cow entered the sea, instantly disappeared!
The internal practice of "Qilu Jing" is divided into eight layers, and there is a bottleneck like a creek between the sixth and seventh floors. Chu Xiwei has been stuck in this bottleneck for nearly two years, but this person has already crossed over. The eighth floor of the peak Guben Peiyuan has been for several years!
Ye Fusheng's body was shocked, holding Chu Xiwei's arms tightly involuntarily, a mouthful of blood poured into his throat, and finally he couldn't help but overflow the corner of his mouth this time.
Chu Xi didn't see the truth, but he smelled blood, and a piece of clothing on his shoulders was also wet. His body suddenly shook, and his hands and feet were cold.
He held his breath at this moment, his brain was blank, and naturally he did not know that his eyes were slowly climbing on the bloodshot.
An irresistible anger and murderous intentions stirred in his chest, as if to break through the shackles of the meridians, but just before he vented, he stretched out a hand and firmly slapped a slap on his head.
"It's red eyes when you hit it, and you have to be true to me. This daughter-in-law has forgotten her father and mother before they got married, 嘁, the little rabbit has no conscience than the long-tailed flower magpie!"
Chu Xiwei: "..."
Before Ye Fusheng's second blood spit out, he coughed and died.