The eldest lady is soft and soft, but the surly prince dotes on her openly and secretly.

Yu Jinhe swallowed: "Do we have to go in?"

Gu Jingming said, "Bring out the fire folding piece." "

Yu Jinhe took out the fire seeds from the mustard bag and walked slowly into the dead trees.

Yu Jinhe had just marked the outermost area, but the dead wood forest could not be measured with the naked eye. The two circled around the dead wood forest and found a trail with wild grass. Stopping and looking back, you can see that there are piles of cold trees at nine folds in a hundred steps. When you look up, you can see that the sparse branches are intersecting, blocking the sky and the sun, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

At the end of the trail, there is a thorn bush with dead trees scattered high and low. There is no other way. Yu Jinhe stopped to look for another way, and after going around for a long time, he almost got lost.

"Let's go back first. It's easy to get into trouble if you wander around in a place like this." The two of them slowly explored the way back.

Gu Jingming looked at the thorn bushes and fell into deep thought: "Brambles grow on sunny slopes, they shouldn't be here." Then he said, "Burn them with fire."

Yu Jinhe picked up a few dead leaves at his feet, lit them in his hand, and threw them into the thorn bushes. Crackling.

Brush——A gust of wind blew up from nowhere.

The fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind assists the power of the fire. In an instant, tongues of fire wreak havoc, sparks burst out, and the heat wave spreads in thousands of layers, carrying a disgusting fishy smell and rushing in like a tide.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The harsh howl went straight into the sky, like weeping, complaining, resentment and admiration, like the river bank bursting, the dark wind roaring from the bottom of the thorn bush, and the burning thorns were lifted by the dark wind. Turn over, dry firewood collides with each other, like a breeze blowing through the rice fields, the flames fall one after another, and the fire spreads out like ripples, lighting up half of the sky.

Yu Jinhe was dumbfounded. The thorns in front of her collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gusts of dark wind surged out of the bottomless pit. The screams became more and more harsh in an instant. A skinny bone claw appeared at the edge of the pit, and its fingers were stuck in the yellow mud. Leap with force!

She could no longer be called a human being. She was wearing a tattered skirt, and her face was so rotten that maggots sprouted from it. She was walking through the sea of ​​flames, rushing towards her like an arrow from a string.

Yu Jinhe stared at her with wide eyes, an inexplicable fear that made her unable to make any sound in her throat.

The woman was extremely fast and pinched her neck as fast as lightning!

"Lie to me! You lied to me! Go to hell!"

The female ghost roared crazily, tears of blood overflowing from her eyes.

Yu Jinhe's face turned red from suppressing it, and he pressed hard against her chest as he was dying. He felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, trying to open the distance between them.

An angry curse was heard, and a gust of wind blew up behind him. Gu Jingming cut off the female ghost's arm with all his strength. Yu Jinhe was lifted up by the neck and thrown back. With a hiss, the clothes under his hands tore apart, and she was thrown away. Hitting a tree of fiery trees and silver flowers.

The sword edge suddenly dispersed the clear light, shaking off three feet of severe cold. Gu Jingming held the sword in one hand and stabbed the female ghost brazenly.

The female ghost is not a magic weapon. She grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and made a ding sound. Her long nails scraped the tip of the sword, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Gu Jingming took out a few exorcism charms from the mustard seed bag, spread them out with two fingers, threw them out, activated his spiritual power, and shouted: "The power of the eight directions makes me natural. Zhu Xie obeys the order and retreats quickly! Break!"

"Ahhhh!" The talisman was pasted on the female ghost's head, and she screamed hysterically. Her face rotted and turned black at a faster rate. She knelt on the ground, blood and tears mixed with rotten flesh, but her eyes were strange. She cried blood every word and said: "All gods and Buddhas, I am willing to curse them and curse them at the price of being wiped out in ashes and falling into eternity..."

Her body was burned by the fire. Every time she spoke another word, the brilliance in her eyes became fainter. The red beads hanging on her ears reflected a bloody light. She covered her face and smiled in vain and desolately. I still had a little energy left, but I didn’t say anything.

The laughter was more sorrowful than the cry. The endless flames covered her face and turned into a few wisps of smoke. When the ashes were picked up, the rotten smell dissipated invisible and swept into the abyss at her feet.

Zuo Hui was stunned. The fire became more and more serious, directly blocking their retreat.

Gu Jingming looked around and saw that there was no way to retreat. Seeing that this place was about to fall, he pulled Yu Jinhe and jumped into the pit without saying a word.

"Wait! Your Highness! This is the formation eye!"

"So what about the array eye! It doesn't matter if it's an array eye or a human eye...wait, array eye! Yes! Array eye!" Zuo Hui roared like crazy, and formed an array in the air. The seal seemed to be blown away by the wind. He didn't care about anything else. He punched three seals in a row and shouted "Seal!"

The cold wind stopped, the fire also slowed down, and there was a faint tendency to stop.

However, this moment of peace is the calm of the approaching storm.

The next moment, every inch of the ground beneath their feet began to vibrate, like some giant beast moving at high speed under the layers of soil. The thick loess rumbled and cracked on both sides, and a ravine several feet deep continued to extend in their direction, rising up. Countless flying sand and rocks, it swallowed up the sea of ​​​​fire and rushed towards the two of them with great force!

Gu Jingming didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the back of Yu Jinhe's neck and jumped into the pit!

Yu Jinhe's neck still hurt. Looking around, they returned to the foot of the mountain where they had entered the formation. The dark clouds parted and the sunshine was warm.

"It's finally out!" Gu Jingming exhaled a long breath.

Only then did Yu Jinhe realize that he was still holding a piece of cloth in his hand. It was caught from the female ghost just now. It was pitch black and had a rotten smell. She was about to throw it away, but she saw a strand of gold thread, and the sunlight was flowing, giving off a dazzling brilliance. She looked at Gu Jingming, suddenly startled, and then slowly unfolded the cloth in front of them in the suspicious eyes of everyone, and turned to them direction.

The torn piece of clothing was embroidered with a long winding strip. If you didn't look at anything, you couldn't tell the original pattern. But at first glance, when you compare the clothing on Gu Jingming's body, you can see that the stitches and patterns are somewhat similar.

Zuo Hui frowned and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Yu Jinhe replied: "It was torn off that female ghost's body."

Senior Brother Luo asked solemnly: "What female ghost?"

Yu Jinhe told her the process of finding the formation eye just now.

Gu Jingming took the clothing material, put it in his palm and looked at it for a moment, traced the lines of the silk thread, and confirmed it for himself, with a dazed look on his face.

Zuo Hui also took it and looked at it, frowning deeply, and hesitated for a moment: "Your Highness, I think..."

"We can discuss this later." Gu Jingming said hoarsely.

Zuo Hui then shut up obediently.

The reason why he was silent was because the material was clearly the material on the dragon robe.

Thinking about it, even if Emperor Ling Jiang was slightly different from Gu Jingming, in his heart, he would always regard this man as her father.

If this ten-year natural disaster is indeed related to Emperor Ling Jiang, it would be unacceptable to him.