Games with fairies

At this moment, Li Muyang was a little confused.

Yan Xiaoru and Qiu Yuyan did not discuss anything, but the two women's eyes fell on him at the same time, and they reached a surprising consensus on this matter.

——They want Li Muyang to explore the way!

This is something Li Muyang did not expect at all.

There are many demon cultivators in the Qingyang Society, all of whom are powerful, so it doesn't matter if they don't go.

There are so many mortal gods and gods at the scene, and they have reached a deal with the fox fairy, which may have other uses.

But doesn't Yan Xiaoru have a lot of ghosts?

Wouldn't it be better to send two ghosts in at random?

Why did you set your eyes on him?

Li Muyang stared at Yan Xiaoru: "Where are your ghosts? Wouldn't it be useful at this time?"

There are ghosts but they are not used, but he is asked to go?

It was said that he is the only lover of Yan Xiaoru in this life.

This woman's words after she was possessed by the devil really can't be believed.

She said sweetly, but when something happened, she first let Li Muyang take the blame.

Li Muyang was reluctant to go forward, Yan Xiaoru sighed and said, "If the ghost can go in, I will definitely not let you, Muyang, take risks."

Yan Xiaoru's tone and eyes were extremely gentle.

Qiu Yuyan said coldly: "If you don't go, then let your parents explore the way ahead."

After that, Qiu Yuyan really planned to have someone escort Li Damu and his wife forward.

Very good, the effect of Li Damu and his wife being escorted here also appeared.

Li Muyang chuckled and said, "I will go if I go."

Anyway, it's just a puppet corpse, and it's okay to destroy this place.

But this incident confirmed that Yan Xiaoru, after being demonized, was really full of ghosts.

He walked straight past the crowd and walked into the dark temple in front.

In the dilapidated temple with the door open, there were many ugly and weird clay statues standing in scattered places.

These clay statues looked like humans and gods, and most of them were broken. In the broken shell of the clay sculpture, you can see the dry straw stuffed inside.

A shrunken fox corpse was hanging in front of the temple gate.

After bypassing the fox corpse, Li Muyang saw a dry old tree in the ruined temple.

There were no leaves on the tree, but many dried fox corpses were hanging.

The cold wind blew, and the upside-down fox corpses trembled and collided with each other, and a gloomy cry was faintly heard in the air.

"... Why is a good temple built so gloomy?"

Li Muyang whispered in surprise.

Things in the netherworld are almost all dead things, with some evil attributes.

It would not be surprising if something dirty really jumped out of this temple full of netherworld style.

But isn't this the secret realm of fox immortals?

Why is the secret realm where fox immortals live so gloomy and weird.

Or do the gods in the netherworld like this decoration style?

Li Muyang walked slowly among the clay sculptures in the temple with doubts and curiosity.

Passing through the scattered clay sculptures, he walked into the main hall with a crooked gate.

The temple is also eerie and strange, with low eaves and cramped space, unlike ordinary temples, and even more eerie and strange.

And the shrine is enshrined in an ugly clay statue.

The statue is very distorted, with a grinning fox holding a human head and sitting on a chair made of piled corpses. Behind the fox are painful human faces howling in pain.

In the main hall where the statue is located, there are more dried fox corpses hanging.

Looking around, dense dried fox corpses are hanging upside down in the hall.

"Fox Fairy... Is this the Fox Fairy?"

Li Muyang frowned and looked at the ugly statue on the shrine, muttering softly.

These dead things in the underworld do have a strong worship of death. Perhaps in their eyes, death and corpses are not ominous things, but good things?

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the corpses hanging all over the temple and the ugly and weird statues.

Li Muyang walked around the temple, even through the gloomy and sneaky main hall, and walked to the courtyard behind the main hall.

But there was still no danger.

On the contrary, there was a gap in the courtyard wall at the back of the temple.

Behind the gap, there was a road paved with stone slabs.

On both sides of the road, stone lanterns stood on the left and right at intervals.

But if you walk from outside the temple, you can't see this road behind the temple.

"This temple is indeed a must-go road," Li Muyang returned to Yan Xiaoru after the exploration and said, "If you want to continue going down, you have to pass through the temple."

Li Muyang informed everyone of the situation.

Qiu Yuyan gave a cold order, and everyone continued to move forward.

The God's Favored One was still leading the way, but this time it was a big and strong rural woman.

The group lined up and walked into the gloomy temple one after another.

The various abnormalities in the temple made the mortals in the team pale, and even the demon cultivators of the Qingyang Society were as if they were facing a great enemy.

Soon, the team passed through the temple and walked into the road behind the temple.

The path with stone lanterns on both sides extended to the depths of the fog.

But after walking a few steps, a Qingyang Society demon cultivator suddenly stopped.

"No! This group of mortals is missing!"

The mortals were obviously kept in the middle, under the eyes of the Purple Mansion demon cultivators, but when the demon cultivators counted the number of people, they found that there were indeed two less gods.

But the weird thing was that everyone in the team, including Yan Xiaoru and Li Muyang who were walking at the back, did not see how these two people disappeared.

Yan Xiaoru frowned and glanced at the fog, and stopped the team.

She turned her wrist, and a strange magic weapon in the shape of a compass appeared in her palm.

The compass engraved with strange characters was completely different from ordinary compasses. It was the magic weapon of the Tianji Pavilion for divination and star-pulling - the star-pulling plate.

Li Muyang, a purple mansion cultivator, looked at it for a few more times and felt a little dizzy.

Yan Xiaoru muttered to herself, holding up the star-pulling plate in her hand, and saw light slowly emerging between the engravings on the star-pulling plate.

In a trance, Li Muyang seemed to see a sky full of stars emerging in the star-pulling plate.

"Star-pulling technique..."

Li Muyang stared at the compass in Yan Xiaoru's hand, and saw the legendary star-pulling technique of the Tianji Pavilion for the first time.

As the blood of the Tianji Pavilion, Yan Xiaoru consumed her remaining life every time she used the star-pulling technique!

But just when the team stopped and waited for the result of Yan Xiaoru's star-pulling technique, Li Muyang suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing in the mist beside him.

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned back.

In the mist on both sides of the road, a woman's figure that seemed real or illusory floated by.

The woman's face was full of anxiety, and she seemed to be standing somewhere and in trouble.

And Li Muyang was very familiar with this woman's face.

"Yuechan..."

Yuechan's figure actually appeared in the mist on the side of the road!

At the same time, other people in the team also whispered and exclaimed.

In addition to mortals, even the demon cultivators of the Qingyang Society looked at the surrounding mist.

They seemed to see their relatives in the mist.