The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

"Tu Ling, you have to understand that what you are learning now is not for you to embarrass a few small animals. These are all for killing people. It is not possible to be like you now. I suddenly changed my mind. I don't want to Leave them until they leave the city, and those few people will be left to you now. If you can’t kill them, you don’t have to come back to see me!”

Seeing Du Ling's appearance, Bai Qinghua's eyes burst out with dangerous light. He leaned forward, pressed against Du Ling's ear, and whispered like a lover's murmur, but the words he said made Du Ling instantly feel... His own blood coagulated.

"It's...young master!"

After a long while, Du Ling heard her reply in a hoarse voice.

Bai Qinghua no longer paid attention to Du Ling, but turned around and continued to pick things up and down, but he walked more and more remote, until he could no longer hear the noisy sound, took Du Ling around an alley, and turned around He glanced at Du Ling, but said nothing. His figure flashed and disappeared in the next moment, leaving Du Ling standing in the empty alley, feeling at a loss.

Du Ling stood there in shock for a long time, gritted his teeth for the last time, and stopped staying. Instead, he stood up in a panic, constantly looking around. He saw a monk approaching nearby and wanted to step forward but didn't dare, so he had to anxiously move towards Walking in one direction, but I don't know if she didn't notice it or something, but the direction she walked became more and more dark and remote.

As soon as Tu Ling left the alley, several sneaky figures appeared there. They stood there for a while, looked at each other, and then continued to follow Tu Ling.

But even they didn't notice that in a shadow above the alley, a completely black cat was squatting there quietly. Seeing the movements of a few people, he lazily licked his little paws. Pad, slowly stood up, jumped up and disappeared, so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.

Bai Qinghua left the alley and did not go to the street. Instead, he went to an inn called Wangxianglou. The inn was not located on the main street, but it was quiet. There were not many rooms in this inn. But the advantage is that the environment is quiet and tidy. When Bai Qing came here, there were several tables of guests in the lobby, sitting together and chatting. The innkeeper is an old man with half-white beard and hair, a repairman of the second level of foundation building. Because, with his naturally squinted eyes, he always smiled when he met everyone, and he seemed amiable. When he saw Bai Qinghua come in, he quickly came forward and welcomed Bai Qinghua in.

"Young Master, you want to stay in a hotel? The store happens to have an upper room. Do you want to make a reservation?"

Seeing Bai Qinghua nod, the smile on the shopkeeper's face deepened, and he quickly called the boy beside him and asked him to take Bai Qinghua upstairs.

"Young Master, you seem to have extraordinary bearing, but you want to take advantage of the two months when the miasma of the Death Forest has weakened to go there to practice?"

The young man is young and looks very smart. He has a seventh-level spiritual cultivation. He smiles when he speaks, which makes people feel happy just looking at him.

"Oh? The miasma has weakened?"

Bai Qinghua didn't know that. She had just entered Yin Yang City today and didn't know much about the Death Forest before.

"Young master, you don't know yet, do you?"

The young boy saw that Bai Qing's painting didn't look like he was pretending, and he was immediately surprised. There have been a lot more people coming to Yin Yang City recently, but they are all here for this matter.

"I don't know. I came from a relatively far away place. I want to see the legendary Forest of Death. I only heard that there is always miasma there. I don't know if there is any weak period. Why don't you tell me."

Bai Qinghua said these words very calmly. The young man looked Bai Qinghua up and down, and suddenly showed an expression that I understood.

Bai Qinghua was a little confused. He didn't know what this little guy had figured out.

"It's easy to say. Our Death Forest is indeed filled with miasma all year round, but for some reason, every ten years there will be a weak period of miasma, which lasts for two months. By then, the miasma will dissipate on its own, and we monks can go to the forest. Although there are many dangers in going deep into the depths, those who can come out alive will reap good rewards. Therefore, many people go in to hunt for treasures even though they know the dangers. And in one month, it will be the ten-year period, and then there will be Many monks from outside come to our Yin-Yang City. This is a grand event held every ten years in our Yin-Yang City. Young Master, you are here early. If you enter the city a few days later, it will be difficult to find a place to live."

The young man was very articulate. When he led Bai Qinghua to the room, he had already explained the matter clearly. When he mentioned this grand event once in ten years, the young man's face was full of joy and yearning.

"According to what you said, I was lucky this time, and according to what you said, someone should have entered the interior of the Death Forest. I wonder if there is a map or something like that?"

Bai Qinghua stopped at the door of the room and asked the boy with a smile.

"Yes, there are, but firstly, these maps are very precious, and most people are not willing to share them with others. Secondly, these maps are only maps of a certain area and are not comprehensive. The Death Forest is really too big, and every The time you enter each time is limited, and no one has been able to explore it thoroughly so far.”

The young boy scratched his head and said with some embarrassment. Bai Qinghua threw a storage bag to him. The other party caught it in a hurry, and immediately smiled with a flash of consciousness.

"Spiritual stones are not a problem. Can we get a map? The more, the better."

Looking at the young guy, Bai Qing raised his red lips slightly. He didn't know how he got into the Rebirth Building, and he didn't look like someone who couldn't survive with his clever appearance.

From the shopkeeper to the waiters in this Wangxiang Building, everyone is from the Purpose Building. Bai Qinghua chose to live here precisely because he sensed the restriction. Yinyue has a good vision and has chosen the right person. At this time The little guy didn’t know that not only had he met the poster, but also received his approval. He was just excited that he had taken on a big business.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, don't worry. Even though our inn has just been opened in Yin-Yang City for a year, our innkeeper is a local monk who has lived here for generations. With his wide network, he will definitely be able to find the best person in the city for you. Comprehensive map.”

After collecting the spirit stones, the young man was full of energy, his chest puffed up, and there was a clanging sound.

"That's good. You go ahead and do your work first. Find the map and then come to me. If you don't have enough spiritual stones, you can come back to me for more."

"Okay, Master, if you have anything to do, just tell me. I will do my best to satisfy you."

After the boy finished speaking, he was about to leave wisely, but after taking a few steps, he thought of something and turned back.

"After the young master enters the Forest of Death and comes back, if there are any unused items or materials, he can sell them to a small shop. The price we give is absolutely fair and the young master will never suffer a loss."