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Volume 1 In the World Chapter 16 Flowers of the Other Shore, Huangquan Road

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    The sound of footsteps lingering deep in the jungle, and the almost hoarse roar.

    That was the unyielding roar of the souls of the practitioners who died in the valley.

    And those who entered the jungle and never came out all died in the hands of the dead.

    Later, the villagers asked the monks to do something to save the souls of the dead.

    But the monk just smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "This is the devil world, outside the three realms. When a person dies, he cannot enter reincarnation and becomes a lonely ghost! In addition, the evil spirit in the jungle is too strong, and those people are not willing to enter reincarnation, even if they are  I can open the space channel, but I can't make these resentful dead souls willingly enter reincarnation."

    The monk clasped his hands together, shook his head and sighed softly.

    After that, in the disappointed eyes of the villagers, leaning on the Zen staff, he gradually walked away and disappeared into the white snowy field.

    After the monk left, the nearby villagers also left the place one after another.

    And with the spread of these villagers who traveled far away from home, the reputation of the Jungle of the Undead began to spread throughout the Demon Realm Continent.

    ¡°Moreover, as people spread rumors, the jungle of the undead has gained a fierce reputation, and it has become a death place in the demon world.

    Later, in order to put an end to such deceptive rumors, the Demon Lord.

    He once secretly dispatched his general and led his army to find out.

    However, after entering the jungle of the undead, the general, together with the army, disappeared without a trace like stones sinking into the sea.

    It was only then that the Demon King believed the legend of the Jungle of the Undead.

    Since then, the Jungle of the Undead has been turned into a death place in the demon world by the Demon Lord, and it has also become a place where prisoners are exiled.

    The night is dark and the bonfire is blazing.

    Yang Fengnian was sitting by the campfire, holding Nie Xiaoqian nestled in his arms, quietly listening to Wang Wu telling stories about the jungle of the undead.

    ¡°Hey, it¡¯s so sad that the souls of the dead have nowhere to live!¡±

    Wang Wu didn't know what he thought of, he lowered his head and sighed, looking lonely.

    After Yang Fengnian was silent for a moment, he took out a jar of wine and three sticks of incense from his ring.

    After lighting the incense on the bonfire, he slowly placed it on the ground.

    Afterwards, Yang Fengnian filled the bowl of wine and stood up slowly.

    "Whether they are intercepting the teachings or explaining the teachings, they are still people from China, descendants of the Yan and Huang Dynasties!" Yang Fengnian looked sadly, looking into the distance, at the silent jungle under the bright moonlight, and sighed softly.

    It is hard to imagine that such a tragic thing has happened in this land of the devil.

    And in the ground beneath his feet, there are actually a group of heroic spirits of the descendants of Yan and Huang who died in a foreign country.

    Soul, come back!

    Yang Fengnian didn¡¯t know what he felt in his heart, which contained an inexplicable sadness and vicissitudes, and he sighed softly.

    Then, he tipped the wine in the bowl and poured it down.

    The flow of wine flowed out of the bowl, reflecting the light of the bonfire, adding a sense of pride to this sad atmosphere.

    The pride of a stranger¡¯s hero!

    After pouring the wine on the ground, Yang Fengnian threw away the wine bowl and looked at the depths of the jungle with dark clouds in the distance. After taking a deep breath, he turned his head, smiled slightly, and whispered to Nie Xiaoqian: "No matter what, they are always  Our seniors, please bow!"

    Nie Xiaoqian held Yang Fengnian's arm tightly and hummed softly.

    Afterwards, Yang Fengnian straightened his clothes, handed over his hands with a respectful expression, and then bent down to salute his predecessors who had poured their blood on this foreign land thousands of years ago.

    Behind him, Wang Wu looked at Yang Fengnian, who was silently saluting.

    There was a look of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

    But after a moment, Wang Wu seemed to have made up his mind and strode to Yang Fengnian's side.

    He also handed over his hands, and then bowed to the jungle in the distance.

    With one bow, the wind blows.

    An inexplicable strong wind suddenly struck.  The snow was flying and the horses were frightened.

    Four streaks of black smoke suddenly shot out from the jungle.

    Then, beside the white carriage, it took shape.

    The four guards in black, holding magic knives in their hands, looked around with vigilance in their eyes.

    The curtain of the carriage was slightly raised, revealing the beautiful face of the woman in the carriage.

    However, at this time, the woman in the car had a solemn look in her beautiful eyes.

    Second worship, cloud cover.

    The black evil spirit rose from the depths of the jungle and instantly covered the sky.  The bright moon was gone, and the sky and earth were pitch black.

    ??After noticing the evil aura rising into the sky, the four guards in black acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

    In the car, Bai Susu's heart tightened, and her slender hands subconsciously tightened the hilt of the Dragon Subduing Sword.

    However, Yang Fengnian and the other two people who worshiped respectfully did not notice the changes in the world.

    Still respectfully finished the three bows.

    Three bows, the flowers bloom.

    When they straightened up, they suddenly realized.  In the distance, red dots of light, like automatically controlled lamps, emerged from the forest, lighting up one by one and stretching all the way to the feet.

    After seeing the red light on both sides of him, Wang Wu's expression changed drastically.

    His eyes were full of shock, and he pointed with trembling fingers at the red hazy light under his feet: "It's the flower of the other shore!"

    Yang Fengnian looked slightly stern, squatted down, and glanced at the flowers shrouded in hazy red light.  ,

    After taking a breath of cold air, he looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is the flower of the other side!"

    Wang Wu¡¯s face turned pale, he looked up at the red light strip leading deep into the jungle, with a trace of imperceptible fear in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: ¡°The flowers on the other side are blooming, and there is no return if you go!!¡±

    Yang Fengnian turned his head and frowned: "What?"

    Wang Wu¡¯s expression changed, he raised his chin, pointed forward and said, ¡°They are coming!¡±

    Hearing this, Yang Fengnian felt horrified.

    Turning his head, he looked in the direction where Wang Wu was looking.

    In the pitch-black jungle, dots of cyan light appeared flickering like fireflies on a summer night.

    When these turquoise lights appear outside the jungle, in the red light belt.

    Yang Fengnian¡¯s eyes suddenly narrowed.

    It turns out that it was the green light that I just saw.

    It turned out to be a ghost cavalry force of no less than a hundred people.

    The leader is a general riding a tall horse, wearing armor, holding a cold iron spear, with a resolute face and cold eyes.

    Behind him were a hundred cavalrymen holding steel swords in their hands, looking ferocious and murderous.

    After seeing this ghost army appear, the bodies of the four swordsmen in black suddenly tensed up, and then began to tremble uncontrollably.

    There was a look of deep fear in their eyes that had always been emotionless.

    That is the fear from the bottom of my heart.

    Bai Susu's pretty face turned pale, her beautiful eyes narrowed, staring at this strange and eerie ghost cavalry.

    The palms covered with sweat were raised tremblingly.

    A white light flashed in the palm of the hand, and the protective formation of the white carriage was instantly activated.

    However, the cavalry general who was leading the charge just turned his head blankly, glanced at the carriage where Bai Susu was sitting, and then looked away.

    Rather, the four guards in black standing around the carriage, their bodies trembling like chaff, aroused his interest.

    The cavalry general reined in his horse and stopped, looking at the four people whose bodies were shaking rapidly with cold eyes.

    After staring for a while, the cavalry general raised his hand, pointed the riding whip at the four people and said, "Come back!"

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