"Click!"

Youzhou Ding smashed the last undead tombstone that stood in the way, and took the lead in rushing out of this death swamp.

Lian Hongshang and Ximen Qingxue also followed closely behind and quickly rushed out.

Seeing their success, a smile of relief rose on the corner of the little demon fairy's mouth.

Just as she was about to rush over quickly, her feet suddenly went limp.

The tentacles of the corpse incense konjac, like a poisonous snake, violently wrapped around her white ankles, and sucked tighter and tighter.

The road that was opened up by Li Chen with Yuhuang Baoding in front of him was also covered with corpse incense konjac again.

The little demon fairy was terrified, she wanted to struggle and get rid of this corpse incense konjac, but the demon power had already been exhausted, and her body was exhausted.

And the tentacles of the corpse incense konjac are getting more and more entangled, so that she can't move at all.

The little demon fairy heard the call of Ximen Qingxue and Lian Hongsheng on the other side, and she could even see the worried expressions on their faces.

If they die, how long will it take them to forget their existence?

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, or more......

But no matter how good the memory is, it can't resist the passage of time. Tens of thousands of years from now, will there be adventurers like them breaking into here?

I saw a tombstone crawled all over the corpse incense konjac, with the name of her little demon fairy written on it.

If he is gone, what will happen to his father?

But Li Chen will definitely be able to resurrect his mother, and with his mother's company, he may not feel lonely, right?

Maybe in the future, it will be possible to add a younger brother or sister to yourself.

Maybe one day, my father will tell her story to his younger siblings.

There was once a quirky, carefree little girl called Little Demon Fairy......

Mother, my dear mother, farewell, goodbye, forever, you know how much your daughter has missed you all these years. It's a pity that the sky doesn't fulfill people's wishes, and I still can't look at you anymore.

Li Chen, if there is an afterlife, I will also let you bully me like you "bullied" Sister Hongsheng......

The little demon fairy had thousands of thoughts in her mind, and all kinds of existential and fantasy pictures were like rolling tides, surging into her heart, and in her mind, they were replayed over and over again.

At the same time, her consciousness blurred. I just feel tired, sleepy, and a lot like getting a good night's sleep.

"Little Demon Fairy!"

Just when the little demon fairy wanted to close her eyes and sleep well, Li Chen's voice suddenly exploded in her ears like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see that Li Chen's figure had already fallen.

"Li Chen!"

A smile tugged at the corner of the little demon fairy's mouth, and she called Li Chen's name very weakly.

"Don't talk, hold me tight!"

Li Chen grabbed the little demon fairy's arm, and the seven-star dragon abyss spun in the air, slashing out an arc of lightning, cutting off all the corpse incense konjac wrapped around her ankle.

Seeing that the corpse incense konjac had already reached the prey in his mouth, he suddenly flew away, and suddenly all of them were out of anger, bloody tentacles, and bloody mouths full of fangs, all of them gathered towards Li Chen and the little demon fairy at the first time.

"Burning the Firmament!"

Li Chen hugged the little demon fairy horizontally like a doll, and two flames burst out of his pupils, like cannons on the wings of a fighter plane, burning forward.

But in the blink of an eye, the spark has become a prairie fire!

The corpse incense konjac was burned by the flames, and the tentacles that had just stretched out shrank back like lightning. The twisted bodies, like anacondas, hovered together one by one, twitching and wriggling in pain.

Now is the time!

Li Chen took this opportunity to quickly break through the sound barrier in his physical body, reaching the limit of what he could bear, and directly soared to a terrifying speed of fifty times the speed of sound, escaping from the death swamp full of corpse incense konjac.

"Little demon fairy, is she okay?"

Lian Hongshang and Ximen Qingxue, seeing that Li Chen had already rescued the little demon fairy, hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

Li Chen glanced at the little demon fairy in his arms and said, "Don't worry, she's fine, she's just collapsed for the time being!" ”

As he spoke, Li Chen took out an elixir and handed it to the little demon fairy's mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the little demon fairy's pale face slowly regained its healthy ruddy color.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was lying in Li Chen's arms, and her pretty face was blushing, and even the roots of her ears were hot.

Li Chen looked at the shy little demon fairy and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

The little demon fairy quickly shook his head and said that he was fine.

After Li Chen was sure that she was really fine, he handed it to Lian Hongshang to take care of.

Immediately, he stared ahead and stared for a long time.

"There is the Lethe River ahead, it will be more dangerous there, we must be more careful!"

The water of the Lechuan River is dark red. It seems that it is not the river that flows, but blood.

There are all kinds of rotting corpses, skeletons, skeletons, limbs and other white bones floating on it, which is terrifying to look at.

All in all, whether it is a human race, a barbarian, or a demon race, a fierce beast, or even a spirit, their bones can be found on this Lethe River.

There was no wind or sound on the river, and the whole world was as silent as death. The bones inside are like rows of bamboo rafts, drifting down the river to the legendary Netherworld Hell.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the three girls, Ximen Qingxue, Lian Hongyi, and Little Demon Fairy, were all so frightened that their backs were chills and trembling.

Li Chen stood in place and watched for a while, then turned to look at the little demon fairy and asked, "Little demon fairy, do you remember the general location of Huangquandu?" ”

The little demon fairy thought about it and looked around again.

Then she reached out and pointed downstream.

"It seems that in that direction, on the opposite side of Huangquandu, you can see the Ghost Gate!"

Li Chen looked in the direction of the little demon fairy's finger and said, "Let's go, let's take a look!" ”

The banks of the Lechuan River are full of flowers called Manju Sahua.

This kind of flower is as brilliant and bright red as blood, paving the road to hell, and there are flowers and no leaves, it is the only scenery and color on both sides of the Lechuan River. From a distance, it looks like a carpet of blood.

"The other side of the flower blooms, this is the legendary other side of the flower, right?"

Ximen Qingxue pointed to the gorgeous flowers around her, and asked curiously and uneasily.

Li Chen nodded and responded: "Yes, this is the flower on the other side, this kind of flower is also prone to illusions, you must be careful, don't indulge in it!" ”

After having the experience of Desire Begonia and Corpse Fragrance Konjac, whether it is the thoughtful little demon fairy, the smart Lian Hongsheng Bingxue, or the big-chested and brainless Ximen Qingxue, their minds at this moment have improved qualitatively compared with before they came.

Therefore, their state of mind at this time was all undisturbed, and they were not induced by Manzhu Sahua.

Halfway through:

The wind is rising!

Manju Sawa swayed in the wind, and the brilliant red flowers echoed each other, like a raging flame.

In the flames, there seemed to be a figure dancing.

On the Lechuan River in the distance, there was also a poignant and sad ballad, whose voice was whining, like resentment, like admiration, like crying and complaining.

The song says:

Thousands of green stacks, maple sunset slanting,

A river of sorrow, slowly green eyes.

Ling Cangbo on the bank of the Santu River, Manzhu is like smoke, but there are no leaves but summoning spirits.

Wandering, the end of the world,

The fire shines hard to sleep, and the good dreams follow the yellow spring.

The lights were lingering, Mochizuki was whispering, and his heart was condensed.

Hearing this poignant singing, the little demon fairy, Lian Hongsheng, and the three daughters of Ximen Qingxue all had red circles in their eyes, and teardrops as big as beans could be faintly seen, rolling out of it......

(End of chapter)