Chapter 220 Death or Rebirth
"Yan'er." Ye Yunshen took a step forward, reaching out to support Feng Qingyan.

Xie Guangcheng slowly opened his eyes, saw Feng Qingyan in front of him at a glance, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Yan, Miss Yan?"

With a glance, he saw Ye Yunshen beside her again, and couldn't help shrinking back in fright, even speaking cautiously, "Ye, Mr. Ye... why are you here?"

"It's okay." Feng Qingyan waved Ye Yunshen, signaling him not to worry, he won't die anyway.

After a little breath adjustment, Feng Qingyan felt that her body was much more stable.

Xie Guangcheng has been watching from the side, wanting to ask her what happened, but afraid of Ye Yunshen, he dare not speak out easily.

Afterwards, Feng Qingyan briefly told him what happened, concealed the story about them and the ghosts, and casually made up a story that sounded very reasonable.

"Miss Yan, you said that you went up this trestle bridge to save me?" Xie Guangcheng was still a little uncertain.

Feng Qingyan said that they went on this trestle bridge to save him, and this trestle bridge is not an ordinary trestle bridge, it is dangerous enough to kill people.

"It can be understood in this way, anyway, we did save you."

Rescuing Xie Guangcheng was just a matter of convenience for Feng Qingyan, they came together, after all, they had been friends for a few days, so how could she refuse to save Xie Guangcheng.

But she didn't want to tell Xie Guangcheng too much about Langshan, anyway, even if he found out, he wouldn't be able to help them much. With such a weak cultivation base, it's still a question of whether he can save his life.

"Then I would like to thank Miss Yan and Young Master Ye for saving their lives. Guangcheng will definitely repay the kindness today." Xie Guangcheng made a polite bow to the two of them.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after we go out." Feng Qingyan waved her hand, a little indifferently, she really didn't think about asking Xie Guangcheng for anything in return.

Xie Guangcheng nodded in a daze, then raised his finger to the mark on her forehead and asked: "Speaking of Miss Yan, what is the mark on your forehead?"

The imprint on Feng Qingyan's forehead really looks a bit eye-catching, although it is very beautiful, but it is a bit weird to have it out of thin air.

"What imprint?" Feng Qingyan was puzzled.

"It's the mark on your forehead, it looks a bit like a flower." Xie Guangcheng pointed to the mark on her forehead and said, then looked at Ye Yunshen again, "Young Master Ye, don't you think so?"

Feng Qingyan then looked at Ye Yunshen, still a little confused.

Then, she saw Ye Yunshen nodded slightly.

Now, Feng Qingyan was even more puzzled, she stretched out her hand and touched her forehead, wondering when there was a mark of a flower on her forehead, why didn't she feel it at all?

"Okay, let's go." Ye Yunshen grabbed her hand and led her to start walking forward.

As long as the little daughter-in-law is still his little daughter-in-law, he won't mind no matter what marks she has on her body.

The way they came from behind could no longer be turned back, the three of them could only choose to move on, remembering the voice that came to their minds——

"From the moment you step into Langshan Ghost Dao, there are only two roads in front of you, death or rebirth..."

They kept walking forward, and the dark wind on the Langshan ghost road kept blowing, blowing the white flags beside the trestle bridge, and the surrounding was silent except for the sound of the wind, and it looked very desolate.

"what!"

Not long after, Xie Guangcheng who was walking behind suddenly let out a cry of pain.

When Feng Qingyan and Ye Yunshen turned around to look over, they saw a cut on his arm, and blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)

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