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Calling a ghost messenger is just a trivial matter.

This time it was an ordinary ghost messenger, and the leader had a 100-year cultivation base, so he had some seniority among the ghost messengers.

When you see Mr. Suwen, you have to salute.

"My lord, in recent days there have been a lot of new souls who have died in vain in the underworld. The manpower is tight, and only three of them have come. Please rest assured, my lord, we will definitely deliver them safely."

Generally speaking, to escort seven ordinary souls, dispatching three ghost messengers is almost enough, but this time it involves some sorcery, and Su Wenjun personally handles it, if it is not for special circumstances, most of them will come directly. To show attention.

Mr. Su Wen handed over several people to them. There are some things that don’t need to be explained too much at all. These people’s previous life experiences can be known at a glance.

Furthermore, she was the one who handed them over to the ghost messengers, and this alone was enough for these ghost messengers to be vigilant and pay more attention to their work.

There must be an overflow of yin energy in the ghost messenger Shangyangjian, and the number of souls to be taken this time is quite a lot, so I chose to meet outside the city.

The road to Huangquan is not peaceful. The ghosts put the souls of several beauties on the soul-attracting chains to avoid any accidents and lose their souls. The soul-attracting chains are smaller than the soul-locking chains, but they are strong enough.

"My lord, my subordinates will take them there first." The leading ghost messenger reported politely, urging the ghost character token hanging on his waist to open the little ghost gate.

This little ghost gate is used by ordinary ghosts when they go in and out of the yang world to detain souls. Only the ghost character token can be opened. Once the sun in the sun shines, it will completely dissipate.

However, this time when the little devil's door opened, something unusual happened.

Su Wenjun was the first to notice something was wrong, and immediately glanced at the opposite side, with a serious expression on his face, and at the same time ordered without hesitation: "You guys leave the past."

The ghost messengers didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly took their souls through the little ghost gate.

The movement over there was getting louder and louder, and gradually an unnatural suction came out, pulling the surrounding things in.

Seeing that the souls of several beauties were only halfway in, the three ghost messengers tried their best to restrain the pulling force, and the chain of attracting souls was tightened, making a crisp crashing sound.

Su Wenjun took a glance, waved his sleeves, and slapped the last few ghosts and souls heavily with a thrust, sending them all into the little ghost gate.Nan Gongjing had already received Su Wenjun's instructions, and when they completely disappeared at the other end of the little ghost gate, he stabbed at the ghost gate from a height with a wooden warehouse in his hand.

Accompanied by the roar, the little ghost gate completely disappeared.

However, this method of forcibly closing the little devil's door quickly also erupted a burst of ability fluctuations, adding to the suction, Su Wenjun was pulled and flew in that direction for a while.

Seeing this, Nangong Jing rushed forward, stepped on the ground and kicked vigorously, and stretched out his arms to wrap around her waist, trying to hold her back.

At this moment, a burst of strong light suddenly erupted from the center of the pulling force, and the two felt as if they had passed through a barrier. When the light faded, they had already arrived at a brand new place, with no city walls and houses that could be seen at a glance. , only layer after layer of white mist shrouded.

And, here, it is daylight.

After confirming that he was standing still, Nan Gongjing let go of his hand immediately, and said nervously: "Su Wenjun, I am in a hurry..."

"It's okay." Su Wenjun glanced at Nangong Jing, she still couldn't get rid of her habit of knelt down, but fortunately, it was no longer "subordinates" subconsciously, but this time, Su Wenjun did not say anything. Nangong Jing saw an unnatural blush on his always serious face.

She hooked the corners of her mouth to make Nangong calm down, and then looked around.

The same is true for Nangong Jing, she has to confirm whether there is any hidden danger around her.She doesn't know much about spells and so on, but she has good martial arts all over her body.This martial art has a power that can compete with advanced skills in a body that has been assimilated by chaos for thousands of years.

I don't know if it's because of their scrutiny that the surrounding fog tends to disperse gradually.

"It may be a small illusion." Su Wenjun said lightly, "Follow me closely."

There are thousands of possibilities in the illusion, and the objects, creatures, and even changes in it are all set by the owner of the illusion.Some hallucinations are milder, and there may be caves and blessed places inside. The aura is abundant enough to allow people who enter the illusion to have a fantasy to improve their cultivation.Some illusions are full of murderous intentions, where fierce beasts run rampant and killing arrays are everywhere. There may be treasures stored in it, or another murderous intention.

Su Wenjun asked, of course Nan Gongjing followed closely.It's just that the doubts in my heart have not been resolved: "Small illusions, shouldn't they all be in places where people rarely visit? Although this is not in Jinzhou City, it is not far away, and people come and go..."

There is no need to finish the rest of the words, both of them understand that there should be no small illusions in this kind of place.If so, it should have been triggered a long time ago, and it's not their turn to hit each other by mistake.

"Maybe it was laid out in the past two days, and she was born early due to ghost energy, or..." Su Wenjun smiled, "It's just for us." It may be that someone secretly dealt with her, but she didn't worry at all, " No matter what, you have to see what kind of environment it is." If you don't look, you won't find a way to leave the illusion.

"Yes." Nan Gongjing nodded immediately, always vigilant around.

After such a conversation, they also walked out for more than ten steps.

The fog finally cleared, and the phantom scene appeared in front of their eyes.

They are at the height of the illusion at this moment, as if standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking the panorama of the illusion.

No, the panoramic view is not the same. Nearby places look like small bridges and flowing water, like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with a sense of gracefulness.Somewhere farther away, it was still shrouded in heavy white mist.

Right on the edge of the cliff where they were standing, there was a huge stone tablet, with the four words "Peach Red Willow Green" written on it, and there was a wanton air in the strokes of the pen. Presumably, the owner who created this small illusion was also a chic and unrestrained person. .

Su Wenjun looked at the four characters, pondered for a moment, then turned and walked towards the fixed rope at the end of the cliff.

This is a rope that looks like an ordinary hemp rope. One end is fixed on the cliff and extends obliquely downward. Because the rope is too thin, it is almost impossible to see the end point behind it.

For ordinary people, there is no way to walk on this rope. Just such a disparity in height makes people timid and weak, not to mention the unreliable feeling of the rope itself.

However, the small illusion is not for ordinary people to enter. Whether it is a practitioner, a demon cultivator, or a ghost cultivator, as long as the cultivation base reaches a certain level, there will be no problem even if you jump directly.

However, Su Wenjun chose to go down the mountain along the rope. She walked lightly on the rope. If others watched, they would only have the illusion that she was actually walking on flat ground.

Nangong Jing didn't have the skill of Su Wenjun, but his light body kung fu was top notch, and he could move forward with ease on the rope.

Halfway through, the cliffs behind me were gradually submerged in the white mist again, and the water town below was closer.

Suddenly there was a strong wind blowing sideways, causing the rope to dangle back and forth.

Su Wenjun paused, and when he moved forward, his speed was faster. Seeing this, Nan Gongjing also accelerated his speed, turning his walk into a jump.

The two of them didn't intend to try to stabilize the rope in the strong wind at all. Their relaxed appearance seemed to be outing in the countryside, and there happened to be a slight breeze.

The strong wind did not hinder them in any way, and the rope soon came to an end.

The two stood on the ground again, and there was a waterway in front of them, one of the dozens of waterways in the water town.

A small boat was quietly parked on the waterway, and there was a wooden table in the middle, with a stack of pastries on it, which looked crystal clear and lovely, and the two cups of tea seemed to be still steaming, as if they had just been poured out of the teapot.

In this situation, there is only one boatman who is smiling to attract guests.

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