[Quick Transmigration] White Lotus Blackening Record gl

Yi Chuli doesn't know how long he has been walking with Feng Xingzhuo. The inside of the forest is the same as the outside, basically there is no road, but whenever the front is really hard to get through, Feng Xingzhuo can always think about it. Come up with a solution.

Until the two of them were about to walk through the entire forest, Yi Chuli still didn't even see the slightest shadow of Duan Hangshu.

"Could that phantom demon lie to us, but Duan Hangshu is not here at all?" Yi Chuli frowned, and couldn't help asking Feng Xingzhuo.

Feng Xingzhuo was silent for a moment, pretending to be contemplative, and said to Yi Chuli: "You probably didn't lie to us, let's move on."

Yi Chuli nodded, still feeling something was wrong no matter what he thought.

The legendary repainting forest has countless rare medicinal materials for alchemy, and all kinds of secret treasures are hidden everywhere, but Yi Chuli thinks it is just a very ordinary forest no matter how he looks at it.Not to mention secret treasures, there is not even a single bit that matches the legend.

Of course, Feng Xingzhuo will definitely not tell Yi Chuli about this.

This forest is a magical forest where many forbidden techniques have been applied. In fact, its area is far larger than an island. The road that Feng Xingzhuo took Yi Chuli is a shortcut to the old witch's residence deep in the forest.

Other things, certainly will not meet.

As for that Duan Hangshu, she is not actually in this forest. At most, she was imprisoned by the Phantom Demon in a fantasy world similar to redrawing the forest place.

At that time, just wait for Feng Xingzhuo to recover her memory, and Phantom Demon will just find an excuse to put her somewhere else.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he continued to walk behind Feng Xingzhuo, crossing a large bush, and a very simple cabin appeared in front of the two of them.

Yi Chuli was taken aback, and almost tripped over the vines under her feet, Feng Xingzhuo quickly helped her up.

Could it be that Duan Hengshu was locked in this room?But things shouldn't be solved so easily!

"Let's go in and have a look!" Feng Xingzhuo said to Yi Chuli with a serious expression.

It's hard for Yi Chuli to refuse anymore, since there is an almighty heroine here, then what is she afraid of!

The door of the cabin opened automatically when the two approached, the room was pitch black, Yi Chuli took a step inside, a bright white flame suddenly rose into the air, illuminating the whole room.

The space inside the house is not as small as it looks from the outside, all the wooden furniture is available, the nearest to the door is a large round table, on which there is a stack of dusty books, the corner of the room is There is a bed inside, and beside the bed is a wooden rattan chair, and on the rattan chair sits an old woman in a tattered blouse.

Yi Chuli took a closer look at the old woman, and suddenly found that she was the old woman who turned into a black snake that they saw in Qingshui Town in the hallucination!

"Little girl, I know what you want to say! I also know the purpose of your coming here." The old woman didn't open her mouth, but her old, chaotic and powerful voice echoed throughout the cabin.

The first half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Yi Chuli, but the second half of the sentence was fixed on Feng Xingzhuo with the eyes of the old woman.

Facing the vicious gaze of the old woman, Feng Xingzhuo didn't dodge, but nodded slightly.

The old woman smiled, looked away, and closed her eyes. A transparent glass ball the size of a football appeared on the dusty round table in front of them.

Could it be that this is the legendary crystal ball?Yi Chuli was amazed that something that only appeared in the western fantasy world appeared in the cultivation world with the ancient background. It seems that the author of this novel is still a talent who pursues the combination of Chinese and Western!

No wonder she felt a slight sense of disobedience every time she heard the words "redrawing the forest".

But then again, why did the old woman suddenly conjure up such a crystal ball? Could it be that this crystal ball can find Duan Hengshu's location and help them guide them?

"Put the palms of the two of you together on the crystal ball, and you will be able to see what you want to see. I hope you will not regret it after seeing it." Burning body stayed for a few seconds.

Yi Chuli was completely dumbfounded, why did he regret it?Could it be that Duan Hangshu is actually in a very dangerous place, and will regret it if he goes there?

"Thank you." Feng Xingzhuo replied flatly to the old woman, then turned her head and set her eyes on Yi Chuli.

Yi Chuli frowned slightly, confused.

"Are you afraid?"

Facing Feng Xingzhuo's sudden question, Yi Chuli was more sure of her thoughts, so she shook her head gently.

Since Feng Xing is here, what is she afraid of!Don't be afraid at all.

Feng Xingzhuo seemed very satisfied with Yi Chuli's answer, her eyes were bright, she smiled slyly, took her left hand with her right hand, and slowly stamped it on the crystal ball.

As soon as the two slender white palms overlapped with the crystal ball, a white light flashed in front of Yi Chuli's eyes immediately, his brain was in chaos, and his consciousness gradually began to slacken...

What the hell is this!

Yi Chuli especially wanted to scold people.

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A few touches of hibiscus were painted on the pale pink pleated gauze skirt, and the woman held two colorful fans, with a graceful appearance, and walked slowly in front of everyone with light lotus steps, as if walking from a dream.

The sound of music is clear to the ears, the woman slowly raises her wrist, and the folding fan in her hand moves slowly like a light cloud with the delicate dance steps, like a brush walking on a dragon painting a picture, the jade sleeves are full of wind, elegant and vigorous.

Until the end of the song, everyone still hadn't recovered from the soft aftertaste of the outstanding woman who seemed to be in the world.

Ling Yu slowly retreated to the apse. This is the third year she has been a dancer in the princess mansion. Today the princess is hosting a banquet for her daughter who has just given a full moon. The excitement is still going on, but for the dancers who have already performed Said, but it is time to leave.

It was completely dark, and it was still raining lightly and densely outside the window. Seeing that Ling Yu was going to leave at this time, whoever was in the company handed her a light blue xuan ink paper umbrella.

Ling Yu bowed slightly to thank the man, took off her special silk dancing shoes, wrapped them in cloth and stuffed them into her bosom, opened the umbrella, and walked barefoot into the darkness with a lantern in her hand.

Perhaps because of the rain, the lantern with the cover is not very bright, and the light and shadow projected are mottled. The dark night is like a scourge with a big mouth. As long as you are not careful, you will Get swallowed up by it.

The main hall is not too far from the side hall where the dancers live. You only need to pass through a corridor and two small gardens to get there. There is the sound of rain splashing on the umbrella. Ling Yu keeps her head down and walks quickly. I didn't bump into a few people on the road, and in the usually lively Princess Mansion, there were only one or two maids who had to go on errands to pass by occasionally.

The rain seems to be getting bigger and bigger. The puddles accumulated in the yard are very deep, and the splashes from the feet wet the corners of the skirt. Turning another corner, it will enter the category of the side hall, but the side hall is not because of the age. In disrepair, there may be more puddles of water.

Ling Yu gritted her teeth, stopped in front of the small garden at the corner, put the lantern on the ground, supported the umbrella with her chin and face, and pulled up the corners of her skirt with her free hands, tying it into a knot.

"hiss..."

Suddenly there was a weak and painful moan from the corner of the garden. Lingyu was startled, and just froze in place, forgetting to go forward. When that moan came out a second time, she Only then did I confirm that I was not hallucinating.

Boldly walking forward cautiously, Ling Yu found a young woman covered in blood under the wall in the corner of the garden, her face was as pale as a dead person.

The woman's nose was still breathing weakly. Ling Yu quickly took a look around. The main hall of the Princess Mansion was still so deserted, let alone the side hall where few people lived. At this time, there was only one person outside the side hall. nothing,

Looking back at the woman again, Ling Yu finally gritted her teeth, dropped the umbrella and lantern as if she had made some important decision, and helped the woman up.

The woman is half a head taller than Ling Yu, but her height and weight are completely out of proportion. Most of her body is leaning on Ling Yu, but the weight Ling Yu can feel is very light, very very light.

Because of this, Ling Yu helped the girl back to her room very smoothly. Fortunately, it was still raining outside, and the bloodstains on the girl's body along the way were quickly washed away by the rain.

After laying her flat on the bed, Ling Yu ran out of the room very quickly and picked up the lantern and umbrella that were still thrown there.There is a lot of gossip in the princess's house, since this matter was done without telling everyone, one must be careful everywhere.

After staying here for three years, the first thing Ling Yu learned was not to trust anyone.

The wound on the woman's body was already glued to her clothes. Ling Yu could only use scissors to cut off the clothes on her body bit by bit. hands.

Ling Yu was taken aback, but the woman didn't wake up, her strength was very strong, it took Ling Yu a long time to break her hand away from her.

When all the cuts were finished, the clothes that had been cut out became strips of cloth. Ling Yu looked at the hideous wounds on the woman's body, and gasped hard.

He ran to the small kitchen next door to boil a large pot of hot water, and changed several pots before barely cleaning the woman's wound.

There was no better condition, so Ling Yu could only take out the golden sore medicine and bandages in the cabinet because she was injured from time to time at dances, and did a simple treatment for the woman's wound, and helped her change into her white underwear, I was completely relieved.