Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Leng Zhuxin didn't look back and let the formation space collapse behind him.

From the moment Zhen Yuanjun attacked her, she no longer had any disciples, only enemies.

There is a deep blood feud between them, and they are irreconcilable!

Jiang Baimo looked back and saw that there was no one in the formation space, only the sound echoing in it.

Jiang Baimo has no memory of his previous life and has no idea what the relationship is between Zhen Yuanjun and Leng Zhuxin in his previous life.

But from the few words shouted by Zhen Yuanjun, I could guess what was going on.

Jiang Baimo, who had already guessed that Leng Zhuxin had recovered most of her memories from her previous life, looked at Leng Zhuxin with concern.

Only after seeing that Leng Zhuxin looked normal did he feel relieved.

Leng Zhuxin noticed that Jiang Baimo was looking at her, and she tilted her head slightly and smiled.

There was no trace of nostalgia or friendship in his tone. "Let's go into the city. Once we finish what we need to do, we can go back."

After he finished speaking, Leng Zhuxin took the lead and walked forward.

Walking along the blood-red banks of the Forgotten River, the two headed towards the underworld.

The Forgotten River was shrouded in smoke, and the gray-black fog was filled with the breath of death.

The wronged souls and evil spirits in the river are rolling, and from time to time you can see living souls falling into them, being torn to pieces and eaten.

The stone bridge seen through the sword's split edge in the formation space stands on the Forgetful River.

It is an extremely ordinary stone bridge, so ordinary that it is a bit shabby.

If we use Leng Zhuxin's words from her previous life, this should be the Naihe Bridge.

However, there is no Meng Po standing on the bridge all day long, nor is there a platform for ghosts to look back and see their earthly relatives again.

There were only the scattered blood-red red spider lilies and two vicious dogs at the bridgehead.

Next to the vicious dog were two extremely lazy ghost guards, who seemed to have fallen asleep with the triangular forks in their arms.

When Leng Zhuxin and the others crossed the barrier outside the Wangchuan River and truly entered the underworld, they were not awakened.

After stepping into the barrier, Leng Zhuxin discovered that this barrier of the underworld completely separated the underworld from the outside of the Forgotten River.

Once you are inside the barrier, any disturbance from the outside world will be completely blocked.

It is easy to get in, but difficult to get out.

It was precisely because of this barrier that the two ghost guards were able to sleep peacefully despite Zhen Yuanjun's roar.

Both ghost guards were dressed in black, with chains wrapped around the triangular forks in their hands.

His cultivation level is not high, just the Golden Core Stage.

But in order not to alert the ghost, Leng Zhuxin and the others hid their breath for the time being.

There is no spiritual power or immortal power in the underworld, but fortunately both of them have a companion space.

The spiritual power stored in the space can also be temporarily mobilized and used.

The two of them flew directly over the large patch of red spider lilies in front of them and stood steadily at the end of the bridge.

As soon as they stood at the bridge, the two ghost guards woke up.

One of them yawned so hard that his chin almost hit the fork.

The two ghost guards raised their eyelids towards Leng Zhuxin and the other person, their eyes still a little dazed.

His tone was also filled with laziness. "Register on the left and cross the bridge on your own. After you cross the bridge, a ghost messenger will lead the way."

Before the ghost guard finished speaking, the vicious dog suddenly started barking wildly.

It was directed at Leng Zhuxin and the other two.

This bark completely woke up the two ghost guards.

The two ghost guards' expressions became clearer. They raised their heads again and looked at Leng Zhuxin and the others, a fierce gleam in their eyes. "A living soul?"

When a vicious dog barks wildly, whoever comes is a living soul.

This is what the Ghost Messenger told them when they were promoted to Ghost Guards.