The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 348 348. Hundred Ghosts Touring the Mountain
Li Daoguang's sudden mood swing was so abnormal that Chen Xiang didn't have time to think about it carefully. She had never been so seriously injured before.

He Chongtian ignored Li Daoguang's harsh words and left with Chen Xiangyin.

The night outside was like ink, and the stars were hidden behind thick clouds, without any light.

Agarwood's breathing was filled with pain, as if there were countless sharp knives cutting crazily in the chest and abdomen.

All the warmth has been taken away, and the blood seems to be endless, with a trace of foam, like the life force passing away.

She didn't want to but didn't dare to die, she lost all consciousness, and her opponent was still Li Daoguang.

What if He Soaring encounters some difficult trap?
After all, he is mortal and mortal.

She was also afraid that when she woke up again, she would be imprisoned in a cage from which she could not escape.

He couldn't lose consciousness, Chen Xiangyin repeatedly told himself to hold on.

He Chongtian's hand holding her shoulder was very hot, making her want to break free. Unfortunately, her feet felt like stepping on cotton, and Chen Xiangyin could only rely on He Chongtian for support.

He Chongtian noticed that it was difficult for her to walk and her body was colder than ever before.

He hugged her sideways and asked in a low voice: "I hurt you, right?" Although it was a question, his tone was firm.

Chen Xiangyin shook his head and closed his eyes, losing the strength to speak.

Li Daoguang chased after him. The power of Buddhism and Taoism should not be underestimated. Chen Xiangyin was disturbed by this murderous intent.

An attack of energy came, and He Chongtian hugged him and quickly dodged. He didn't want to fight at all, he just wanted to lead Chenxiang back as soon as possible.

He Chongtian quickened his pace while avoiding Li Daoguang's intensive attacks.

His footsteps left rapid and chaotic traces on the soft soil.

Crane's breathing quickened in his ears, and a cloud of fog arose out of thin air in front of him, rolling in at an extremely fast speed, as thick as a living entity.

Unable to escape, the two of them were caught in the mist. The visibility was only a few centimeters. Chen Xiang could only see the crane's chest rising and falling violently.

He Chongtian continued to run forward based on his intuition alone.

Suddenly, a branch passed by like a tentacle of night.

"Pine forest..." Agarwood squeezed out three words with great effort.

They're in the pine forest now!

As expected, Li Daoguang's teachings were profound. In just a few steps, the fog affected the magnetic field and even distorted space!
The evil aura of the pine forest had a great influence on He Chongtian. Chen Xiangyin couldn't help but feel his heart tighten and pinched He Chongtian's arm.

"Be careful…"

Chenxiang Yin's heart almost jumped out of her chest. She could feel Li Daoguang following them not far behind her.

Like a hound in pursuit.

"What should I do? Crane towers into the sky..." Chen Xiangyin's physical strength is close to the limit.

He Tongtian stopped and slowly squatted down, "Don't be afraid, if you can't hold on...just go to sleep." He couldn't bear to use the word "death".

"I'll get you back safely."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Chongtian drew the Tang knife from his side. The blade was slanted on the outside of his arm, leaving a sharp blood mark.

The blood flew in all directions as the blade swirled.

A sizzling sound sounded, like the sound of bubbles disappearing.

The fog dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chenxiang Yinzheng was pleasantly surprised that the two of them could find the direction to leave the pine forest.

Suddenly, a strange spell echoed in the forest, and it was Li Daoguang's voice.

A strong and huge cold breath filled the air.

There are invisible forces ready to move under the pine forest.

Chen Xiangyin's intuition told her that it was the ghosts of the fierce trees, the souls buried under the pine forest.

The darkness ahead looked like the fierce force of thousands of troops collapsing in wartime.

Crying, wailing, and roaring came one after another. Chen Xiangyin's premonition of the coming fear has always been accurate.

"It's a hundred ghosts traveling in the mountains, cranes soaring into the sky, don't worry about me, you go first!"

He Chongtian took off his shirt and quickly tore it open, "How is that possible?"

After saying that, he squatted in front of Shen Xiangyin again and wrapped his torn top around her lower waist.

He Chongtian tied Agarwood to his back, and he wanted to carry her through.

She had no way to respond. Her consciousness was wandering between reality and illusion, unable to distinguish the boundary.

The dark wind in the pine forest became more and more biting, and every gust of wind was mixed with a clearer and sharper cry, piercing the bone marrow.

The ghost tide is close at hand, sweeping fiercely like one against a hundred. The tall and clear body of the crane is leaning forward, holding a Tang sword in both hands, showing no fear and full of murderous intent.

He rushed into the ghost tide and stared straight ahead at the exit of the pine forest.

Countless ghosts with distorted faces and empty eyes around him all attacked him greedily and maliciously.

The light of the knife drew sharp silvery lines in the night, and the scene in front of He Chongtian became more and more blood-red.

The Tang Dao in his hand was swinging without any control, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The joy of killing was unprecedented.

There are endless ghosts to kill, the pine forest is full of death, and the rotting smell of blood invades the lungs.

After a sharp turn and a series of chops, Chen Xiangyin's head rested limply on his back without any strength at all.

His rationality fell back in an instant, and He Chongtian's heart was instantly clenched tightly.

He fell into fanatical irrationality again!

You can't be in love with the battle, you have to lead the agarwood to break out of the siege.

"Agarwood Yin?" He Chongtian asked tentatively.

no respond.

He Chongtian's heart sank, and he danced the Tang Dao even faster.

He must take Agarwood and escape from this place of death as soon as possible.

Suddenly, a ray of light flew from behind. When He Chongtian realized it, he immediately turned around and the ray of light hit his abdomen.

He Chongtian's body shook violently, and instead of stopping, he ran towards the exit even faster.

That faint light was Li Daoguang's attack. He was about to pursue the victory, but he didn't notice that Chen Xiangyin's body had begun to emit a faint light.

Chen Xiangyin's fingers moved slightly, as if searching for something.

Suddenly, her hand touched He Chongtian's abdomen, a deep wound.

Her fingers gently touched the wound, and a warm force flowed from her fingertips into He Chongtian's body.

He Chongtian felt a warm current pouring into his body, and the violence and restlessness in his heart disappeared instantly.

"Crane reaches the sky." Chen Xiangyin called out in a hoarse voice.

He Chongtian slashed with the Tang Dao in his hand, but he still tried his best to soften his tone and said, "Huh?"

"I seem to be dreaming about you." Agarwood touched his back, causing his breath to become a little unsteady.

"What did you dream about?" He Chongtian asked.

"You said this is called the Heart-Zhao Needle." Chenxiang put her hand in front of He Chongtian, with the silver needle hanging between her fingers.

She was very hazy now, as if she had been resurrected from death, and she felt more relaxed than ever before.

The dream just now was also different from the previous pre-death marquee.

In the dream, He Chongtian's whole person was blurry, just like the relatives in her memory.

A ridiculous idea came to mind. Could the memory that was buried deep in her heart, the memory that she couldn't recall, be related to He Chongtian?