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

"Achen, is this enough?"

Jun Yichen nodded: "That's enough."

"It's great to have Su'er."

"You are my husband, why are you being polite? Just practice and reach the highest peak of this chaos."

Yang Susu smiled and said, "Then you can take me to show off and fly."

She patted Jun Yichen on the shoulder: "Okay, practice."

"I'll go out and find out what's going on."

"See what happened to Die Zhao and Shao Tianlu."

From their cries, Yang Susu could tell that their lives were not in danger for the time being, but they were in great pain.

"By the way, Daxi, how long does it usually take for people here to break through from the Spiritualization stage to the Void Training stage?"

Daxi smiled.

"Auntie, we in the Demonic Ghost Palace actually have a Lianxu, but that is just a legend."

"I heard that no one knows where this Lianxu has gone. He hasn't appeared in the lower cultivation world for a long time."

"There is a person named Lianxu in Xueyue Palace. It is said that he has achieved a breakthrough in 50 years. He used countless natural treasures and medicinal herbs in Xueyue Palace to achieve this."

"There are two people who have practiced Buddhism in Bitan Prefecture. I heard that one of them broke through in a hundred years, and the other one broke through in eighty years."

"The A Luo Alliance also has two people who have reached the level of Lianxu. One of them is a genius. It only took him 20 years to break through to the Lianxu level. This is a rare story in the entire lower cultivation world."

"The other one took sixty years."

After Daxi finished speaking, he looked at Yang Susu and Jun Yichen, wanting to see the changes in their expressions.

Yang Susu frowned.

"It takes so long to break through Lianxu?"

Then I really underestimated the breakthrough of Lianxu.

"Achen, do you need several years too?"

If I break through for several years in this rotten environment, then...

Jun Yichen spoke calmly.

"Su'er, just give me two hours."

Daxi blinked his green eyes.

My Lord Jun, this is not the way you brag!

It took him a hundred years to break through, or at least that genius took him twenty years.

Yang Susu's eyes were full of trust, and she patted Jun Yichen on the shoulder.

"You are worthy of being my Ah Chen."

"Then you should make a breakthrough here. I will take these three little ones out to investigate."

Jun Yichen held Yang Susu's hand.

"Su'er, how about you wait here for me to break through before we go out together?"

Yang Susu shook her head: "No!"

"You know how important the butterfly bell on Die Zhao's wrist is to us."

"Besides, you know, I am the soul power of a god, and I also have arrays and talismans with me, so I am very powerful."

"At worst, when you are in danger."

Yang Susu pointed at the three little ones in front of her.

"There are three more little things to throw out."

The three little ones shrank their necks in fear.

Lord Su, you can’t be so cruel!

"Achen, come on, break through quickly and take us out of this damn place."

In fact, Yang Susu knew that Jun Yichen proposed a breakthrough at this time because they were already trapped in this swamp.

Only by surpassing the cultivation level of this monster here can one break through the black fog and escape.

Jun Yichen nodded and closed his eyes.

Yang Susu was worried and set up several more formations outside the formation, and pasted dozens of hidden breath and invisibility talismans, and then nodded with satisfaction.

She pasted several invisibility talismans and breath-hiding talismans on herself, and also pasted a few on Daxi and Xiao Huangjing.

Xiao Huangjing climbed onto Daxi's back, and Daxi jumped onto Yang Susu's shoulders.

Xiaoqing still turned into a blood jade bracelet and wore it on her wrist.

With a whoosh, Yang Susu came out of the formation.

"Ah, it stinks, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Xiao Huangjing pinched his nose, feeling that he would be killed by the stench in the next moment.

Yang Susu covered its small mouth with one finger.

Her eyes suddenly became sharp, signaling Xiao Huangjing to stop making noise.

Xiao Huangjing immediately shut his mouth.

Yang Susu moved her mind, picked some yellow orange flowers from the Sansheng Stone, used her spiritual power to weave a few masks, and gave one to Daxi and Xiao Huangjing.

Daxi and Xiao Huangjing looked at the strange thing in their hands and were very curious.

But smelling the scent of the small flowers above, I felt instantly alive, as if I was in a field of flowers.

The orange warm flower can dispel a little bit of the swampy air here.

Yang Susu put on the small flower mask she made.

Daxi and Xiao Huangjing imitated Yang Susu and put on Xiao Huahua's masks.

The two of them, who were able to breathe freely instantly, twisted their bodies in joy.

Xiao Qing couldn't stand the stench and hid in Yang Susu's dantian.

The swamp air here is poisonous. If you smell it for too long, you will be poisoned.

Anyone below the Lianxu level will die in this poisonous gas.

At this moment, the cries for help from Die Zhao and others had gradually faded away.

Yang Susu listened to the faint voice and walked forward step by step.

Because of her strong soul power, even though she was only in the late stage of foundation building, she could walk on this swamp.

"Save me, save me..."

"Grandma, save me, woo woo woo..."

"Grandma, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disobey you."

“But, but I really hate them.”

"Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Yang Susu followed Die Zhao's faint voice and used her own Holy Orchid Fire Eyes to gradually approach her.

When she saw the scene ahead clearly, Yang Susu took a breath of cold air.

I saw hundreds of clay figures standing on the swamp ahead.

The lower half of the bodies of these clay figures merged into the swamp, while the upper half emerged from the swamp, holding hands and forming a large circle.

Inside the circle were Shao Tianlu and Die Zhao, whose lower bodies had already sunk into the swamp.

At this moment, the clay figures seemed to be mumbling something.

Yang Susu listened carefully to the whispers, which seemed to be some kind of spell.

The auras of Die Zhao and Shao Tianlu who were surrounded were gradually becoming weaker.

They seemed to be trapped in some kind of nightmare, constantly mumbling inaudible words.

"It wasn't me. I didn't kill him. I really didn't kill my brother."

"It was the master who killed my brother, not me!"

"Master, why are you doing this?"

"Why? Why..."

The road surface was deathly pale.

Die Zhao was still repeating "I'm sorry".

It was the fear and guilt in the hearts of the two that turned into wisps of black air, which was absorbed by the hundreds of clay figures nearby.

"Auntie, can we, can we escape now?"

Daxi's voice is very small.

But even with such a small sound, more than a hundred clay figures in front looked over.