The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Yi Qingping was suddenly stunned by Feng Zhuyue's sycophantic aura and that kind of blessed arrogance with a little bit of calm attitude. This Demon Forest is full of dangers, why is she not afraid at all?

"Okay, our most difficult problem now is the food problem during this month."

After all, none of them were saints. She was confident that she could stay here for a month and have some food on her body, but that didn't mean she didn't need other food.

For a month, there is always food to be found.

The road ahead has always been cautious, especially at night, when the Demon Forest is completely dark, shrouded in a layer of mysterious danger, Feng Zhuyue takes every step carefully.

On the one hand, you must avoid being raided, and on the other hand, you must not reveal your identity.

Feng Zhuyue and the others did not look for the so-called treasure, they were looking for a way out along the way.

Her senses were very keen, and during this time, at least ten people died every day.Where they walked, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, even though no corpse was left behind.

Feng Zhuyue has her own arrangements. During this month, she will not do anything for the first third of the time, that is, the first ten days.

Just give her the last few days.

Now she regrets going with Yi Qingfeng a little bit, the next thing she has to do is to send Yi Qingfeng and the others out, otherwise, it will be difficult to do what she wants to do.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.Time passes quietly between the fingers without leaving any traces.

No evidence that it ever existed can be found.

The Demon Realm Forest was still pitch black, so dark that it was eerie and frightening.

This night, Fengfeng Zhuyue and the others lived, roasting a piglet that had just been caught.Fortunately, there are enough small animals in this forest, and they can be settled safely by filling their stomachs.

"Shua shua shua" several figures flashed by, and in an instant, the three of Feng Zhuyue were surrounded by more than a dozen men in black. They couldn't be said to be men in black. They were all wearing black robes. a place of people.

Not from South Mulberry College.

"If these three people are dealt with, there will be three less people competing with us for the treasure."

One of the men in black didn't talk nonsense, and directly gave orders to the others.They are from the same place, and they came to the Demon Forest as a team in order to win the treasures in the Demon Forest.

The war, the fight, is on the verge of breaking out.

Yi Qingfeng firmly protected Feng Zhuyue, holding a sword in one hand to fight against the man in black, while holding Feng Zhuyue with the other hand. His grudge had already reached level seven and fifth band. The average strength is at the seventh level and the third level. Yi Qingfeng can deal with ten people by himself. If he wants to protect Feng Zhuyue, he must also protect Yi Qingping, which is obviously powerless.

"what……"

Here, Yi Qingping, who was only level [-] and [-] in fighting spirit, was no match at all. The knife cut her wrist sharply, leaving a bright streak of blood flowing wantonly from her arm.

"Suffer to death!"

A man in black yelled, raised his sword and aimed at Yi Qingping and chopped it down.

"Pinger!"

Yi Qingfeng yelled anxiously, but he was dragged by the man in black. If he wanted to separate himself, Yi Qingfeng got stabbed in the wrist.

"Bang bang bang", only a few strange sounds were heard, and three men in black fell to the ground at once, without breathing.