"I only have one third." Yuan Daoyi stretched out three fingers.

"Yes!" Feng Qingyun laughed and his figure gradually disappeared.

Yuan Dao together, lit the bronze incense burner, a wisp of blue smoke drifted away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

…

At night.

In the distant soul realm, thousands of trees are lush, and the moon is falling and the crows are crying.

In a hall, candles were shaking around. Next to the gate, a man in purple robe, carrying his hands on his back, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky. The night wind blew, and his long red hair drifted with the wind. The man sighed quietly, "This trip, Mo'er doesn't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster."

The man's handsome face, thick eyebrows and a straight nose, strong and steady, and the cluster of flame patterns on his forehead made the man feel a little more strange.

Behind him, a graceful figure walked over, holding a long robe in his hand, putting it on the man, comforting him: "Don't worry, Yunmo is the young generation of genius of my soul cultivator, and with the following of Nascent Soul monks, it will be fine."

"I hope!" The man's eyes were deep, not sure what he was thinking.

"Since he was so worried, why did he cruelly send him out of the Soul Hall when he was born?" The woman's eyes were confused under Liuye's eyebrows.

"This matter is not something you should know, so it's best not to ask about it!" The man frowned and left with great strides when he heard it.

The woman looked at the man's departure back, and a trace of bitterness appeared in her eyes, "You still can't accept me after all!"

The sun rises, and the sky is in the sky.

There are several thatched huts on both sides of the ancient road.

A group of people came from a distance. Huntian looked at the thatched hut, then looked at the sky, with a expressionless face, "This place is still a long way from Xuanling Realm, so let's take a break first!" As he said that, he walked towards the thatched hut, pushed open the wooden door, and entered the hut.

There was no one in the thatched hut, but on the small wooden table in the center, the tea temperature had not dissipated.

Huntian frowned slightly. Could it be that someone lived in it? Walk out of the hut, let everyone rest outside the house first, and go around to investigate.

"How long will it take to go? Also, why not let the horse ride?" said a man about 18 years old among the crowd. The man was slightly fat and his eyes were as small as an ordinary person.

"Fatty, stop talking!" A young man in thin clothes stared at the direction of Huntian's departure, quickly stopping the fat man's complaints.

In fact, Wu Chen was also curious, as if he had never seen a horse in this Xuanling Continent along the way. He gently pulled Hu Zi'er's little hand, and Hu Zi'er's face turned slightly red, and he said shyly: "What are you doing?"

"Ahem, why didn't you find a horse along the way?"

Hu Zuer's face changed drastically, and he quickly stopped Wu Chen, pulled him away from everyone, and came to the side, "This is a taboo, classical Zeng Yun, Xuanling Continent, ancient road thin horse, and soul breaks the end of the world."

"I don't know why, but horses are not allowed to appear in Xuanling Continent. Some people don't believe it, so they drive the horses away. As a result, the bad luck gradually faded away."

"Ha? So terrifying?" Wu Chen was also stunned. What is this? Ominous?

ah!!

Suddenly, a scream came from behind the thatched hut. Wu Chen and others heard the sound and rushed over. A man fell to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, and his face was ferocious. He seemed to have seen something terrible, and beside him was the boy who had just stopped him.

Wu Chen looked at it and found that this was the slightly fat man who was just complaining about the lack of horses?

"What's going on?" Everyone asked the boy.

"He just said that he saw a figure behind the thatched hut, so he went up to investigate. I didn't stop him at that time. Unexpectedly, after he ran to the house, he shouted. I rushed over, but found that he was already in this way!"

Everyone felt cold in their hearts, "Is there a ghost?"

Yunmo frowned slightly in the crowd, looked around but found nothing.

"Ghost!"

Suddenly, a woman shouted at the end. Everyone turned around and saw the woman slumped on the ground, her face pale, raised her right hand and pointed to the front with trembling eyes, with fear in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Just as I was thinking, a pale hand suddenly appeared on my shoulder. When I looked back, I saw a figure floating towards the woods ahead."

"Float?"

"Yes, it's just floating." The woman's eyes were covered with tears, as if she was scared to tears.

Seeing the woman look like this, someone muttered, "There shouldn't be any ghosts in this place!"

When he heard this, Wu Chen was speechless, rolled his eyes and said to himself: "A ghost, I have seen ghosts, uh, I have become ghosts! And the sky is shining brightly, so no ghosts dare to appear."

Hu Zuoer was so scared when he heard someone say this. He hugged Wu Chen's arm tightly and trembled slightly. Feeling the softness coming from his arms, Wu Chen's heart swayed, "Sister Zhao Zuoer, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Listening to Wu Chen's words, seeing him so close to him, Hu Zuer blushed and moved his delicate body away quickly, but his hands were still holding Wu Chen's arm.

"Help! I wouldn't say it if I had known it." Wu Chen was worried secretly, but he was still too simple.

"Why don't we go ahead and take a look!" Yunmo looked ahead and turned around and said to everyone.

"No, Lord Huntian hasn't come back yet. If something happens, the trouble will be great!" Someone in the crowd retorted, and Li Tian was also pondering, his eyes were unstable.

Yunmo encouraged, "If it is really a ghost, it will be useless for us to stay here. Why not go and find out the truth together."

"No, if you want to go, I won't go." Someone shook his head and refused.

"Who is willing to go with me?" Yunmo's eyes swept across everyone, and everyone bowed their heads and said nothing.

Wu Chen's eyes stopped on Yun Mo, a little curious. Why did this little face want someone to go with him? Can't you go alone?

Feeling that he was staring at him, Yunmo's eyes were fixed and he stayed on Wu Chen's body, his eyes were like swords, as if he wanted to pass through the hat and see through the face in the hat.

Wu Chen saw through the veil and saw that Yunmo's gaze seemed a little bad. He was slightly angry, staring at Yunmo without fear, and looked directly at Yunmo.

"Who can't be glaring at someone? Who have you ever been afraid of?"

Yun Mo was shocked. What's going on? Our soul cultivators and practicing soul devouring techniques are stronger than ordinary cultivators, and they can generate soul power after practicing soul devouring techniques.

Generally, monks of the same level dare not stare at the soul cultivator with their eyes, because if they are attacked, their souls will be swallowed or attacked by accident.

Yunmo was shocked. Although only a trace of soul power was condensed in his soul at this time, it was not something that ordinary spiritual practitioners could bear.

The man wearing a hat in the crowd could be seen staring at him with his big eyes through the gauze.

It seems that if I say it again, I will just look at you? If you don’t agree, come and hit me!

"I'll go with you." A voice came, causing Yunmo to retract her gaze, but she remembered the arrogant man in the hat. The person who spoke was Li Tian. Yunmo looked at Li Tian and nodded slightly. Looking at everyone, she asked again, "Is there anyone willing to go with you?"

"I'll go, too."

"I'll go, too."

…

Dozens of courageous gritted their teeth and agreed.

"Then let's go!" Yunmo looked at no one answered again, waved her hand and turned around and left.

"Wait," a arrogant and domineering voice sounded from behind, and Yunmo turned around. Wu Chen took Hu Zuan'er's hand and walked out of the crowd, saying shamelessly, "I happened to be a little hungry, so I'm going to catch a ghost and fight the teeth."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, "Awesome! He is a cruel man."

Hu Zuaner also gave Wu Chen a blank look. In fact, Wu Chen didn't want to go, but Hu Zuaner just pulled his hand and looked at Hu Zuaner's curious gaze, so he agreed to go and take a look together.

Yunmo looked at Wu Chen and Hu Zai in complexity, thought about it, but did not refuse, "Let's go!"

Dozens of people walked towards the forest ahead, while those who did not go behind stayed outside the thatched house waiting. Wu Chen and his friends walked through the forest, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

In front of me is a small lake with green duckweed on the water surface, and wisps of light mist fill the middle of the lake. At the edge, bamboos rub against each other in the wind, making a creaking sound, which is so harsh!

A bluestone path passes through the bamboo forest and reaches the shore.

"What do you think?" Among the people, a man pointed ahead, in great horror.

On the bluestone slab, an oil paper umbrella was lying quietly in the breeze, motionless, and it was very strange. When everyone rubbed their eyes, the picture suddenly changed. I saw a beautiful figure on the bluestone slab, holding an oil paper umbrella and looking at the lake.
Chapter completed!