Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

To Lu Yun's question, Guixiu tilted his head and listened, with a cracked smile on his face.

After thinking about it, the ghost Xiu nodded, and he really got out of the way.

Lu Yun walked over with her sword and found that the tomb had been dug up and the coffin inside had been pried open. There was a dark hole at the bottom of the coffin where the body was supposed to be.

Looking at the past, there is no bottom.

Chains protruded from here one after another, and dragged the hunted souls into the ghost beast.

Lu Yun tried to touch it, but found that those chains passed through her palm like illusions.

Lu Yun couldn't grasp the power from ghosts and creatures.

Guixiu helps ghosts hunt living souls, ghosts help ghosts increase their cultivation, and Ning Hui, who is in it, is the Wangchuan Stone that can obtain ghosts through ghost cultivation.

It's a good calculation.

"Are you really going down?"

Zheng Pan looked at Lu Yun thoughtfully.

"Ah."

In response, Lu Yun stepped into the darkness.

The next moment, she fell from a high altitude, and the wind whizzed around, and those winds turned into blades, cutting Lu Yun's body.

The feeling of falling pulls one's soul almost out of it.

In the endless night, Lu Yun could see the hazy scene below, and there was no light among the ghosts and creatures.

Controlling her body at high altitude, Lu Yun stepped on the cold river snow and landed steadily on the ground.

Looking around, there is nothing nearby, and the shadows of the trees are stretched in the night, and it is all strange.

Something seemed to be moving in the darkness.

The monk's eyes are good enough to see in the dark, but Lu Yun's eyes have limited visibility in the dark night before him.

Lu Yun released her spiritual sense and probed towards the direction of movement.

A monk's spiritual consciousness will gradually become stronger as his cultivation level grows.

However, the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage can at most detect the surrounding situation, but cannot attack the enemy, and even if one is not careful, it will be harmed if it is discovered.

Fortunately, Lu Yun was cautious enough.

The place where the spiritual consciousness went was a piece of wild grass, and in the wild grass, Lu Yun found something lying there, staring at her with red eyes.

There are a pair of black horns on the top of the opponent's head, the thumb is long and short, slightly bent backwards, very hard.

It's ghosts.

Lu Yun's eyes followed the spiritual sense and stared in that direction, perhaps because she looked too long, which aroused the vigilance of the ghost clan, and the other party was actively walking over.

Yes, take the initiative.

The ghost clan is chaotic and dangerous. The other party has a greedy desire for themselves, but they have to restrain themselves.

"Are you the one who came to get the things?"

"follow me."

After being close at hand, Lu Yun could also see the appearance of this ghost clan with his eyes.

There are no blue-faced fangs, but the skin of the ghosts who live in the dark all year round is dark white.

On the white face, it seemed that the pair of blood pupils were too dangerous.

He looked at Lu Yun, and the tone of his words was jerky, as if he didn't often use the lingua franca of the cultivation world.

The other party seemed to regard him as someone.

Looking at each other, Lu Yun just nodded slightly.

Although I don't know what the misunderstanding is, but it's best to continue acting now.

She thought that the other party should have regarded herself as a ghost cultivator.

And what agreement did Ghost Xiu have with this place, and he became the one who fulfilled the agreement.

"follow me."

The ghost clan said another word, and led the way ahead.

This thick black like ink is used to by ghosts, their bodies adapt to the environment here, and the night is not an obstacle.

Lu Yun obediently followed, while completely hiding the pure sword intent on her body.

Looking up into the sky, the place where she fell didn't look special. What she remembered was that when she jumped down, Zheng Pan followed closely behind.

And there is no Zheng Pan in the vicinity, and it seems that the door can be teleported randomly.

But that's fine.

She couldn't figure out the real details of Zheng Pan.

Since the other party can name the Wangchuan Stone, it is impossible for him to be ignorant of the function of the Wangchuan Stone.

Perhaps, the other party is testing himself, and it is undoubtedly better to act separately.

The ghost clan didn't walk slowly, heading all the way in the predetermined direction, and soon came to a place.

It is also a village, and it looks almost like a replica of the village of ghosts outside.

But the people living here are not ghost cultivators, but real ghost clans.

The horns of the ghost clan are not all the same, some are short and short like the ghost clan leading the way, and many are sharp and black and long.

According to ancient books, the size of the ghost clan's horns represents the strength of the ghost clan. The longer the horn, the higher the strength.

Looking around, among the horned ghosts, there was no one that could make Lu Yun extra vigilant.

A "ghost cultivator" entering the ghost clan's territory is actually no different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Just looking at the eyes of these ghosts, Lu Yun knew that she had made the right bet.

They cannot move their "messenger".

So no matter how hungry and thirsty they were, and how much they wanted to pull her soul out of her body, they didn't dare to make a move.

"arrive."

The ghost clan leading the way stopped too fast, and Lu Yun almost ran into it.

The ghost turned his head, his expression was gloomy, and he stretched out his hand.

The hands of the ghost clan were a little blue, and the nails were jet black, very long and sharp.

The finger of the ghost in front of him scratched from the side of Lu Yun's neck, making a small cut.

Beads of blood rolled down on the pitch-black nails, and the ghosts sucked the puff in their mouths for a moment, showing a satisfied smile at Lu Yun's non-avoidance.

However, this smile is too ugly.

"go in."

He pushed Lu Yun, and the door in front of him opened silently. The inside was dark, like the bottom of an abyss, swallowing all the light.

Standing at the door, I couldn't see what was inside.

Lu Yun walked in calmly without stopping, the door closed behind her, and something roared inside the room, followed by the lighting of candles.

After finally adapting to the existence of darkness, even if the light of the lit candle was weak, it was so dazzling that Lu Yun squinted her eyes.

In this candlelight, Lu Yun could clearly see the scene here.

There lived an old woman with gray hair, cold eyes, and no vitality on her old skin.

The reason why Lu Yun's eyes stopped was because one of the horns on the top of the opponent's head was broken.

This is a broken ghost family.

Judging from the attitude of the leading ghost clan, this person's status does not seem to be low.

"I haven't seen you before?"

Granny Ghost spoke, her voice was like a saw pulling at her, hoarse and unpleasant.

Leaning on crutches, she walked slowly, her steps were like that of a dying old man who would step into a coffin at any time.

He was supposed to be a twilight person, but Lu Yun didn't dare to underestimate him at all.

As the other party approached, the pressure was rising, and the breath in her heart was swallowed back by Lu Yun calmly. She looked at the other party calmly and smiled coldly.

"The previous one is dead."

"died?"

The ghost mother-in-law was already close at hand, her stooped body was much shorter than Lu Yun's, she seemed to dislike her and couldn't see Lu Yun clearly, she stretched her head and tried to get closer, her toes were all padded up, her figure was unstable.

At this moment, Lu Yun stretched out her hand to hold the other party's shoulder, letting the other party look at her, her eyes were like water, and there were no waves.