In love with the ghost king

Chu Sheng looked around and said seriously: "It's not that the star compass is broken, but that there are evil things everywhere in this place, and the star compass can't point it out for a while."

As soon as the words fell, I felt yellow sand rising from the flat ground around me, which instantly made people blind.

"Asheng, follow me closely." Meng Jing whispered, Chu Sheng felt someone grabbing his waist, and couldn't help his heart beating like a beating, but he didn't have time to take care of it at this time, so he quickly called out his saber—— The human world used his spiritual weapon openly, but he could only use the saber gifted by Kong Ming, and his ability was naturally greatly reduced.

"Ah..." Before Chu Sheng finished speaking, he felt that he had eaten a mouth full of sand, and quickly spit out a few mouthfuls. He looked around, but he couldn't see anyone, and the yellow sand covered the sky, covering his sight.

Suddenly, a divine sense came into my mind: "Follow me closely."

Knowing that it was Meng Jing, Chu Sheng cast a spell and threw one of his divine senses over, telling him that nothing happened.

It's just that the wind and sand around them are getting more and more fierce, and they can hardly stand firm.

With a "click", Chu Sheng felt that his palm was no longer strong enough to hold, and he couldn't help but look down—the saber that Kong Ming gave him was broken from the middle.

But before he came back to his senses, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and he felt that Meng Jing was hugging him, but he couldn't stand firm, and another gust of wind came suddenly, and the two of them were engulfed by the wind and sand, and left the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Sheng felt that the wind around him was gradually weakening. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the surroundings were pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

At this moment, a flame suddenly lit up in front of his eyes - it was Meng Jing.

He helped Chu Sheng up, only asked a few words softly, and seeing that there was no serious problem, he stopped talking.

Chu Sheng looked around and saw that there were stone walls all around. He guessed that this place should be a cave, but there was a lot of yellow sand on the road behind him, and at the end of the road was a huge rock - it should be where they came in.And the depth ahead of him is even more bottomless, and the end cannot be seen at a glance.

The stone walls are covered with countless monster flowers, which are bright and ferocious, covering the entire cave in red.

There was a sound in the distance, and the two ran over, only to see Song Zexuan standing up with one hand on his head and the other hand touching the wall. His yellow clothes had turned into earthy gray, his face was also dusty, and his appearance was even more serious than before. Embarrassed.

Chu Sheng couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Young Master Song, are you okay?"

It's no wonder that he was worried. In the inn before, Song Zexuan looked like a rich and well-clothed son. He probably hadn't even peeled eggs by himself, but now he has to suffer such a hardship, which is naturally worrying.

That Qingfeng actually felt relieved to let the two juniors come.

"It's okay." Song Zexuan replied coldly, just looked at the two of them carefully, and turned his head away.

"Follow us if you have nothing to do." Meng Jing was not polite, and after speaking, he took Chu Sheng's hand and led him forward.

Chu Sheng just wanted to turn around to take a look at Song Zexuan's situation, but was turned away by Meng Jing's "don't worry about it", he said: "I will follow."

Chu Sheng quietly turned his head away again, and sure enough, he saw Song Zexuan limping after him, but his face was rather ugly, as if he was very reluctant.

Chu Sheng said: "Where are we going?"

Meng Jingdao: "This must be the monster's cave. There is a lot of yellow sand on the road behind us. It should be the place to come in. I checked it just now, and it has been sealed off. Since someone doesn't want us to go out, why not go in and have a look , who is pretending to be a ghost."

Meng Jing said it lightly, but Chu Sheng was terrified when he heard it.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly tried the spell of sound transmission for thousands of miles. As expected, his consciousness hit the stone at the door, but he couldn't penetrate it—someone cast a spell on the surrounding mountain walls. A spell was cast to cut off the communication between the inside and the outside.

Meng Jing seemed to be aware of his movements, he clenched his hands tightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't think too much, just follow me."

Just as he walked forward, Chu Sheng felt that it was getting hotter here, and he couldn't help wiping the sweat off his head.

"Wait, I seem to hear something." Song Zexuan's voice sounded behind them.

Hearing this, the two stopped in their tracks.

Chu Sheng listened carefully, only to hear a slight sound coming from the front of the road, as if someone was crying, one after another, one after another.

There were bursts of sharp and ear-piercing sounds, and Song Zexuan felt sick, and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Meng Jing glanced at him indifferently: "Have you brought the Qingxin Bell of Yunyan Pavilion?"

Song Yuan was stunned: "I brought it."

"shake."

Meng Jing only dropped one simple word and said nothing more.

Song Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and Yiyan took out his own bell, and the clear and sweet voice echoed in the cave.

After a while, the crying just became sharper and distorted, the voice became high-pitched, and gradually fell silent amidst the ringing of the bell, until finally, only the ringing of the ring remained in the entire cave.

The weird crying just now has disappeared.