The plum house is pitch black and the night outside is quiet.

Ghost, hiding out at night.

If the popularity is too strong during the day, the sunlight will burn the soul.

The wind floated to the entrance of the plum house.

Tempted...

Hey.

This time, I didn't encounter that kind of blocking force again.

Go out smoothly.

Due to the suppression of the law of balance between the undead in the underworld and the souls in the human world, Fenghua left Mei's house and was surprised to feel the power of practicing the "Shura Divine Art" in his body, and it immediately passed away like a tide.

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Fenghua slowly clenched his slender hands into fists, turned around and looked back slowly at the plum house not far away, which was dilapidated and deserted under the dark night, and his low murmur dissipated in the night wind:

"Is this also a kind of law of balance..."

The place before death is a place where graves are imprisoned and a place where you live.

The dead spirits who leave their shelter will become lonely ghosts.

"It's better to be lonely ghosts than to be trapped in that deserted mansion and chaotic life."

After saying that, the woman in white clothes and black hair slowly drifted away without looking back.

It's really "slow".

Very slow, very slow, very slow.

After almost a full hour, Fenghua turned around and couldn't see the plum house.

I couldn't help but feel fortunate that the ghost did not feel "tired".

She stopped.

Around it is a lush and dense forest. A crescent moon above the head scatters the fine and cool moonlight through the sparse leaves, but it cannot shine on the dark and deep forest.

In the forest, faint blue flames were lit, like the eyes of skeleton ghosts spewed out.

This scenario, based on modern scientific knowledge, is that the chemical substance phosphorus burns under specific circumstances, but in ancient times, it is two words: ghost fire.

The word "ghost" is enough to scare a large number of feudal superstitious and timid ancient fools.

Fenghua is now a ghost, so naturally he is not afraid.

She floated into the depths of the dense forest.

The shadows of the trees were spreading their teeth and claws, and the moonlight was bleak. Occasionally, a few birds and birds were waving. There were vague whispers in the middle of the night, coming in the direction of her.

"...The Shenxing Pill in Ghost Market is good. I feel that I feel relaxed now, and I can walk twenty kilometers without soreness in my waist and legs without pain in one breath." A ghost said.

"It's just too expensive." Another ghost showed a tone of tooth pain, "A low-quality divine movement pill costs a full 100,000 underworld coins."

The first ghost to speak said: "A low-quality magical pill can control three days. Now our agility and strength of reaction have returned to its peak. As long as we work hard in these three days, will we come back with capital and interest?"

"Hehe, that's right..."

Unfortunately, I encountered "same kind".

Fenghua stood without moving, and had no intention of avoiding or avoiding it. He watched two "same kind" come over.

"Same" is full of energy, and from clothing to face, to pace, it is like a normal person.

However, the biggest problem was that the two of them appeared here in the middle of the night, and the mysterious forest was filled with laughter.

Fenghua was quite interested in the Divine Walking Pills that they mentioned that they could restore from the state of wandering souls to the agility and speed to the heyday.

And the two "same" who were talking about a big fight, their eyes lit up when they saw Fenghua...

The bright eyes that looked at Fenghua were clearly looking at a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Chapter completed!