"Click!"

The Youzhou Ding shattered the last undead tombstone blocking the way, and rushed out of the death swamp first.

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

Seeing them succeed, a smile of relief appeared on the corner of the little demon fairy's mouth.

Just as she was about to rush over quickly, her feet suddenly became soft.

The tentacles of the corpse-scented konjac were like poisonous snakes, and they suddenly wrapped around her fair ankles and became tighter and tighter.

The road ahead was opened by Li Chen with the Yuhuang Treasure Cauldron, and was once again covered with corpse fragrance and konjac.

The little demon fairy was extremely frightened. She wanted to struggle to get rid of the corpse-scented konjac, but the demonic power had been exhausted and her body was exhausted.

Moreover, the tentacles of the corpse fragrance konjac are getting more and more entangled, making her unable to move any longer.

When the little demon fairy heard Ximen Qingxue and Lian Hongshang calling on the other side, she could even see the worried expression on their faces.

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

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

But no matter how good the memory is, it can't resist the passage of time. In thousands or tens of thousands of years, will adventurers like them break into this place?

I saw a tombstone covered with corpse fragrance konjac, with the name of her little demon fairy written on it.

If I were gone, what would happen to my father?

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

Maybe it is possible to add a younger brother or younger sister to yourself in the future.

Maybe one day, the father will tell her story to his younger brothers and sisters.

There was once a quirky, carefree little girl named Xiao Yaoxian...

Mother, my dear mother, goodbye, goodbye forever. You know how much my daughter misses you over the years. It’s a pity that things don’t go as they wish, and I still can’t look at you again.

Li Chen, if there is still a next life, I will let you bully me like "bullying" Sister Hongshang...

The little demon fairy had a lot of thoughts in her mind, all kinds of fantasy scenes, all of which were like a rolling tide, pouring into her heart, and replayed over and over again in her mind.

At the same time, her consciousness gradually became blurred. She just felt very tired and sleepy, and it seemed like she had a good sleep.

"Little Demon Immortal!"

Just as the little demon fairy wanted to close her eyes and sleep well, Li Chen's voice suddenly exploded in her ear like a bolt from the blue.

She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw Li Chen's figure floating down.

"Li Chen!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the little demon fairy's mouth, calling Li Chen's name very weakly.

"Don't talk, hug me!"

Li Chen grabbed the little demon fairy's arm, and the Seven Star Dragon Abyss rotated across the sky, slashing out an arc of lightning, cutting off all the corpse-scented konjacs wrapped around her ankles.

Seeing that the prey that had reached its mouth, the corpse fragrance and konjac suddenly flew away. All of them were angry, their bloody tentacles and bloody mouths covered with fangs, all gathered towards Li Chen and the little demon fairy at the first time.

"Burn the silent sky!"

Li Chen held the little demon fairy horizontally like a doll, and two rays of flames burst out from his pupils, like the cannons on both wings of a fighter, burning towards the front.

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

The corpse fragrance konjac was burned by fire, and the tentacles that had just reached out shrank back like lightning. The twisted body, like a python, hovering together one by one, twitching and wriggling in pain.

That's now!

Li Chen took this opportunity to quickly break through the sound barrier, reaching the limit he could bear, and directly soared to a terrifying speed of fifty times the speed of sound, escaping the death swamp everywhere with corpse fragrance konjac.

"Is she okay with the little demon fairy?"

Lian Hongshang and Ximen Qingxue saw that Li Chen had rescued the little demon fairy back, so they hurried forward and asked with concern.

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

When he was speaking, Li Chen took out a pill 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 recovered from her healthy rosy complexion.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she was lying in Li Chen's arms. Her pretty face turned red and even her ears were burning.

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

The little demon fairy quickly shook her head and said she was fine.

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

Then, he looked ahead and stared for a long time.

"There is the Forget River in front of you, which will be even more dangerous. We must be more careful!"

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

There are all kinds of rotten corpses, skeletons, skeletons, limbs and other thick bones floating on it, which makes people creepy.

In short, whether it is human race, barbarians, demon races, ferocious beasts, or even monsters, their corpses can be found on this Forget River.

There is no wind or sound on the river, and the whole world is as quiet as death. The corpses inside are like rows of bamboo rafts, flowing downwards, drifting towards the legendary hell.

Seeing such a scary scene, the three girls Ximen Qingxue, Lian Hongshang and Little Fairy were all so scared that their spines were chilling and their bodies were trembling.

Li Chen stood there and looked at the little demon fairy for a while, then turned around and looked at the little demon fairy and asked, "Little demon fairy, do you still remember the general direction of Huangquandu?"

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

Then, she reached out and pointed in the downstream direction.

"It seems that in that direction, opposite Huangquan Du, you can see the Gate of Hell!"

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

On both sides of the Wangchuan River, a kind of flower called Manzhushahua is blooming.

This kind of flower is as bright as blood, covering the road to hell, with flowers and leaves, and is the only scenery and color on both sides of the Wangchuan River. From a distance, it looks like a carpet paved with blood.

"The flowers bloom on the other side, is this the legendary flower on the other side, right?"

Ximen Qingxue pointed to the gorgeous flowers beside her and asked curiously and uneasy.

Li Chen nodded and responded: "Yes, this is the other side of the shore. This kind of flower is also prone to illusions. Be careful and never be addicted to it!"

After having experienced the experience of the Begonia of Desire and the Konjac of Corpse, whether it is the meticulous little demon fairy, the smart practice of Bingxue's Hongshang, or the big and brainless Ximen Qingxue, their minds are all improved in quality compared to before they came.

Therefore, their mood at this time was calm and they were not induced by Manzhu Shahua.

Halfway through the journey:

A gloomy wind suddenly rises!

Manzhushahua sways in the wind, and the gorgeous and bright red flowers echo each other, like a blazing flames burning.

In the flames, there was a figure dancing.

A sad and sad song came from the Forgetful River in the distance, and the sound was whimpering, like resentment, like crying and complaining.

Song said:

Thousands of greenery, maple slanting at night,

A river of sorrow passed slowly with green eyes.

The riverside of Santu is surrounded by Cangbo, and the mangroves are like smoke, but leaves are not enough to attract souls.

Traveling the soul, moving the world,

Fire shines on it and sleeps, and good dreams follow the underworld.

The lights are dim and lingering, looking at the moon and muttering, my thoughts are sober.

Hearing this sad and singular singing, the little demon fairy, practicing red dress, Ximen Qingxue's three girls had red eyes, and tears as big as beans could be seen rolling out from inside...
Chapter completed!