Zuo Yan bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a fishy and sweet aura spread rapidly in his mouth. His eyelids trembled slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes. The moment Zuo Yan opened his eyes, his pupils were vigorous.

The ground contracted a little. In the dark sea water around, there were a group of snake-headed and fish-headed Ran Yi, with dozens of big and small feet!

Xiaoman, not far away, had his eyes closed, and the green fire on her body was extinguished. But these Ran Yi seemed to be afraid of something, but they just surrounded them from afar and did not dare to get close.

"Giggle ..."

A string of silver bell-like laughter came from the depths of the water. The sound was crisp and pleasant, but at the bottom of the empty and uninhabited Demon River, it sounded creepy. Zuo Yan's heart thumped and was stolen.

A huge fear grabbed him. He hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Xiaoman, looking around in the sound.

"Swoosh swish swish swish--"

The group of Ran Yi gathered beside the two disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a bunch of ink-colored bubbles. After a moment, even the bubbles disappeared... There was silence all around.

"well……"

It seemed like a deep sigh, or a light sound with some dissatisfaction. The sound passed through layers of water waves and rang directly in Zuo Yan's ears. Zuo Yan looked shocked, and he opened his eyes wide.

Looking to the bottom of the water, I saw a white figure floating on the bottom of the water, dancing gracefully.

The beautiful figure looked like a woman. Her hair flew away, her white clothes were as white as snow, her body was light and graceful, and her waist was as soft as boneless. However, her face was chaotic, only a pale one was revealed.

Facial features.

"There are beautiful women in the south, dancing with light green waists..."

A voice sang softly, sounding ethereal and melodious, as if a yellow oriole came out of the valley, it was crisp and moving, refreshing.

If Nei Qiao were here, she would have recognized this faceless woman. At the bottom of the vast water of the Chaos Realm, she was almost entangled by this faceless woman and dragged into an endless deep pool.

"The banquet is in the evening of autumn, and the flying sleeves blow on the clouds and rain.

It is as graceful as orchids and as graceful as a dragon.

After the Yueyan ended the stream, Wu Ji stopped white.

Slow states cannot be exhausted, and complex postures are curved to the end.

The lotus is low and the waves are broken, and the messy snow is lingering in the wind.

When the earrings fall, the icy flows, and the skirt is folded to go through the sky.

I can't catch it, so I flew to chase the storm..."

The woman's voice floated over, her white skirt was flying, her long sleeves were swinging lightly, like the rolling clouds in the sky, making people fascinated. Zuo Yan couldn't tell whether everything in front of her was reality or the creation of the group of Ran's relics.

In his dream, he unconsciously followed the woman to the bottom of the water.

"Yan'er...No..."

The brother's urgent call seemed to be heard in his ears, and Zuo Yan's sinking body paused. The eyes in his eyes flashed, and gradually returned to the clarity. The woman in white disappeared, and her feet were cold and dark.

The river water turned into a woman's terrifying smile, and was opening its huge black mouth to swallow him in one bite.

Zuo Yan said in his heart: Oh no! I’m afraid they have encountered some difficult high-level water ghost this time!

He hugged Xiaoman in his arms and swam upwards hard. Suddenly, Xiaoman in his arms made a strange and strange laugh! Then, Xiaoman's face turned into the faceless woman.

Zuo Yan was shocked and hurriedly let go of his arms.

"Zuo Yan... do you want me anymore..."

Xiaoman's body slowly calmed down. She stretched out her fair arms to grab Zuo Yan, but she grabbed her in vain.

"Xiaoman...Xiaoman! Ah--"

Zuo Yan hugged his head with both hands and screamed in pain. The true and false illusions around him were about to drive him crazy.

"Big Devil! Don't be afraid...I'll save you!"

Above Zuo Yan's head, a blue fire penetrated, illuminating everything around him. Zuo Yan finally saw clearly that his black hair was covered with layers of layers, like a huge insect cocoon.

It wrapped him up.

Anger erupted from Zuo Yan's eyes, and a red flame was pounding between his eyebrows. Then, his whole body burned and turned into a fire man! He held the burning fire bat bone in his hand.

The sickle slashed forward with a fierce force, and the sickle slashed the huge cocoon made of the hair!

"It hurts! It hurts-"

A woman's scream came from his ears, and the faceless woman appeared again.

Zuo Yan looked at the distorted face of the faceless woman, and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

"Damn it! I hate you stinky men..."

The faceless woman shouted loudly, and countless slender black dead claws poked out from the dark river water, and waved them to grab Zuo Yan!

"I remember who you are... You are Luo Fu! The beauty who committed suicide by jumping into the river!"

All the black dead claws around her were fixed in an instant. The faceless woman looked stunned, as if she was thinking about who she was... She had been dead for a long time and had long forgotten everything she had done before her death.

When someone called out her name, her chaotic and blurred face gradually turned into her life. Looking at Zuo Yan in front of her, she hesitated and said, "Who are you?"

Zuo Yan sighed and said, "I recognize you and know your story..."

Zuo Yan briefly described how Emperor Tian disguised himself as a rich young man and wanted to marry Luo Fu, as well as some of the things that happened later.

Luo Fu recalled the humiliation he suffered during his lifetime, bit his lip hard, and said, "I remember, I am dead, but because of the resentment in my heart, I can't be reborn, so I can only turn into a ghost in the Nine Netherworlds.

Wandering in hell! I became like this, and I was all harmed by that old emperor of heaven!”

Zuo Yan nodded slightly. He also hated the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven was dead and the immortal world was nowhere to be found. Luo Fu's hatred was finally repaid, and his brother's grievances were nowhere to be extended...

"However, thank you for telling me this. I have been trapped in this dark river for tens of thousands of years. Now, I finally got what I wish and can leave here with peace of mind."

After Luo Fu finished speaking, he handed a white crescent-shaped scale to Zuo Yan and said, "This is what the old emperor gave to me. With this kind of thing, I survived in the Nine Nethers where demons were rampant.

Even those terrifying group of Ran Yi hid far away when they saw it! I'll leave it to you, and you must keep it properly in the future, and it may come in handy. By the way! And..."

Luo Fu wanted to say something, but her body turned into silver light and slowly drifted away.

If you have too much obsession and resentment before life, you will become a ghost after death. As long as the resentment in your heart disappears, you can re-enter the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnation again.

Luo Fu disappeared before he finished speaking. Zuo Yan looked down at the scale in his hand, and his eyes condensed! Unexpectedly, the Emperor of Heaven was so infatuated that he took down a piece of reverse scale on his body and gave it to Luo Fu!
Chapter completed!