Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Ye Chengshuang killed another plant monster and was speechless at Li Zhaoyuan's words.

He frowned as he looked at the herb in his hand that had turned into its original form after being chopped off.

"This herb seems to be called...what is it called?"

Li Zhaoyuan leaned over to take a look, his eyes lighting up.

“Brother Ye, this is dragon tendon grass!”

"Dragon tendon grass can repair damaged tendons and improve the efficiency of spiritual energy circulation. It plays an important role in opening up meridians and stabilizing the realm of cultivation."

"And the dragon tendon grass in your hand is so big!"

Ye Chengshuang suddenly realized: "It turns out to be dragon tendon grass!"

He knew her, but he couldn't remember her name at the moment.

“Brother Ye, don’t give it to me, I want it!”

Li Zhaoyuan had already reached out to take the dragon tendon grass from Ye Cheng's hands.

But Ye Chengshuang was even faster. With just a thought, he put the dragon tendon grass into the storage ring.

He smiled faintly: "Junior Brother Li, although they are contaminated with ghost energy, these are precious herbs. Maybe they can remove ghost energy in the future. I want them too!"

Li Zhaoyuan blinked, and the black sword flew out, killing another plant monster that pounced on him.

"Fine!"

He bent down and picked up the blood lotus he had just killed and put it into his storage ring.

"Then it depends on who kills more and gets more precious herbs!"

Ye Chengshuang's mouth corners curled up.

"it is good!"

The two stood back to back, facing an endless stream of plant monsters, and engaged in a fierce competition.

Every time they killed a plant monster, they put it into the storage ring.

But there are still a lot of plant monsters, and their storage rings are almost full.

At the same time, Jun Yichen had reached the halfway point of the snow mountain.

The wind and snow here are even more violent, and the cold is so intense that even the air seems to be frozen.

However, Jun Yichen seemed unable to feel the chill and continued moving forward steadily.

His eyes were fixed on the top of the mountain, and he knew clearly that the person hiding in the darkness was there.

Suddenly, one person after another emerged from the wind and snow and stood in front of Jun Yichen.

They were all wearing the clothes of disciples of the Snow Moon Palace, with strange smiles on their faces and green light flashing in their eyes.

"Jun Yichen, you are finally here."

One of the skinny disciples made a hoarse and cold voice, as if it came from the depths of hell.

Jun Yichen's eyes were cold and his tone was inquiring.

"Is this the rebirth that the flower demon talked about?"

"What did that man do to you?"

Jun Yichen could sense that these disciples had no chance of survival.

They were completely dead, but their bodies were still being controlled by someone.

It is not their own souls that inhabit these bodies.

A female disciple smiled strangely, slowly raised her hand, a ball of black flame appeared on her palm, and a strong ghost aura emanated from it.

"The master naturally wants us to be reborn."

“The Master is the best!”

"The master said that he must stop you and not let you go to the top of the mountain, hehehe..."

Jun Yichen snorted coldly and swung the bone whip in his hand violently. The black thunder instantly went towards the disciples of the Xueyue Palace who were rushing forward.

The black flames in the hands of all the disciples in front gradually merged together with ghostly energy and collided with Jun Yichen's thunder.

Two powerful forces intertwined in the air, causing a violent explosion.

At the same time, countless plant vines flew out of the disciples' bodies and attacked Jun Yichen.

However, before these plants could touch Jun Yichen, they were crushed into cold ashes by his powerful strength.

There was a cold flash in his eyes.

A body occupied by a ghost, and the abilities of a plant demon!

"Does your master want to revive you?"

"Or maybe I can research you into perfect ghost plants, ghost plant people who can walk in the lower cultivation world?"

Nearly a hundred disciples laughed.

"Hahaha, hahaha, yes, yes, you guessed it right!"

"It's just that you're going to die soon."

"We won't let you go up there."

Jun Yichen smiled coldly, and the bone whip in his hand seemed to become even longer!

The thunder transformed into a giant black dragon, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out black flames with thunder.

In an instant, the disciples of the Snow Moon Palace gradually turned into ashes.

At the same time, Li Zhaoyuan and Ye Chengshuang at the foot of the mountain were already in a tough battle.

Although they tried their best, killing the plant monsters and picking up the spoils at the same time, they still felt overwhelmed by the endless stream of monsters.

"Brother Ye, if this continues, we can't hold on any longer!"

Li Zhaoyuan was breathing heavily, with several wounds on his body.

Even some of the more valuable herbs were not picked up.

Ye Chengshuang gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashed in his eyes: "Junior Brother Li, we can't give up."

"Lord Jun is still on the mountain, we must hold on!"

Li Zhaoyuan nodded and tightened his weapon.

"Okay, let's fight. I've never killed so many plant monsters in my life."

"Besides, if we die here and there is no body left, Master won't be able to help us collect the body."

Suddenly, a blue light descended from the sky, and bright yellow talismans fell like snowflakes. Before they hit the ground, they had already exploded into bright yellow sparks, instantly destroying the surrounding monsters.

Li Zhaoyuan and Ye Chengshuang looked up in surprise, only to see a blue figure falling rapidly.

Behind Die Zhao there is a pair of wings emitting blue light. Her young face is still cold, her light blue dress is fluttering, and she has a large stack of talismans in her hands.

Her eyes swept over Li Zhaoyuan and Ye Chengshuang.

"Are you guys okay?"

"Junior Senior Sister Die Zhao."

Li Zhaoyuan had already trotted to Die Zhao's side.

"Little Senior Sister is so cool!"

"We almost thought we were going to die!"

"Fortunately, my senior sister arrived in time to save me!"

"I love you so much, Senior Sister."

Die Zhao glanced at Li Zhaoyuan indifferently.

"So much nonsense!"

Li Zhaoyuan laughed twice.

"By the way, Senior Sister, aren't you with Master?"

"Where's the master?"

Die Zhao looked at the snow-capped mountains rising into the sky.

"Master has gone to find Master's father-in-law!"

"The Ghost Gate of Qing Guimen has been destroyed by us. Now only the Ghost Gate here is left."

Li Zhaoyuan clapped his hands happily.

"Great!"

"By the way, where is that little fellow Qing Guijiu?"

"Did you follow Master up there as well?"

Die Zhao's eyes dimmed slightly and his voice became very cold.

"The crybaby is dead!"

"He is the key to the ghost door."

Li Zhaoyuan sighed and felt sorry for Qing Guijiu's death.

But he still asked doubtfully: "Senior Sister, is Qing Guijiu the key to the Ghost Gate?"

"Is there a key to the ghost door?"

Die Zhao once again threw the talisman in his hand towards the plant monsters that were surging over from the side.

"Boom boom boom..."

The explosion sounded again.