Resigned!Who made me awaken the Lingzhi space?

Above the dome, the purple moon hangs high.

In the jungle, ravens were singing loudly.

Inside the sedan chair, Wen Xu fell asleep.

When she woke up again, Wen Xu was already sitting in the sedan chair, and beside her was Ah Ling in a wedding dress.

Wen Xu turned to look at Ah Ling who was sitting in the sedan chair, and looked at her quietly.

Wen Xu sighed silently in his heart.

Ah Ling's facial features are so beautiful when they are not flying around.

Pity.

Such a beautiful Ah Ling, why did she have to kill her?

Wen Xu sat up straight, frowned and looked at A-Ling, "My friend, you're squeezing me, can you sit over?"

"..."

Ah Ling shed tears of blood silently.

"..."

Wen Xu looked at Ah Ling expressionlessly, "Thank you, I have already desensitized, this trick is useless to me."

As he said that, in order to prevent Ah Ling from sticking to her body again, Wen Xu adjusted the horizontal radius of the aura covering his body to 0.35 meters to separate Ah Ling a little.

In order to enter the sedan chair, Wen Xu took the initiative to adjust the radius of the aura around his body to 0.25 meters.

Yes.

It was Wen Xu who took the initiative to enter the sedan chair.

The sedan chair has been up for more than an hour, and it is still driving unsteadily on the road.

Wen Xu let out a breath.

Up to now, she still doesn't know where she got the courage to dare to enter this strange sedan chair.

Who gave her the courage?

Maybe it's purely because Wen Xu has a bag on his head.

Wen Xu insulted himself in his heart, while recalling in his mind how Cheng Peng dealt with the copper-skinned and iron-framed snake earthworm in the tunnel.

The reason why Wen Xu entered the sedan chair was because no matter how much she stretched her spiritual consciousness, she still couldn't see where the way out of this place was.

If there is no way out here, then take a gamble and live to die.

Maybe this can catch a ray of life instead.

Wen Xu closed her eyes again, but her spiritual sense was not idle, staring outside, especially the one sitting on her left.

Wen Xu tried hard to recall how Cheng Peng made that cut.

If she remembers correctly, Cheng Peng is a metal supernatural being, a knife repairer, and also a master of body art.

Cheng Peng's knife is fast and sharp, and sometimes a red wall of light will appear when the blade hits it.

Wen Xu didn't understand Cheng Peng's saber art, how the specific moves were performed, and how to form a saber aura like Cheng Peng.

What Wenxu can do is to describe.

She didn't know the reason, so she could only guess by herself, and based on her memory, she traced the knife style Cheng Peng used.

She had a bold idea, since her best yellow crane clearing technique was useless to ghosts like Ah Ling and the others.

So since physical attacks are useless, we have to try mental attacks.

Ah Ling and the others are soul bodies, so mental attacks should work.

Wen Xu has sufficient spiritual consciousness, and above the sea of ​​consciousness, there are enough light spots of spiritual consciousness that can be released like fireflies.

But you can't be too confident in life.

Too confident, easy to step into the ditch.

She wasn't sure if her spiritual attack was nourishment for A-Ling to nourish the ghost body. If so, wouldn't she be giving A-Ling and the others food for nothing.

So she didn't choose to attack with consciousness rashly, but tried to imitate Cheng Peng's chopping pigs.

If you don't move, you are done. If you move, you hope that you will hit it.

After another hour or so, around two o'clock in the morning, the rickety sedan chair finally stopped.