"Ye Chuyue...she's not dead!"

Among the vast crowds and many Yiye boats, warriors from unknown continents made a surprised sound, breaking this strange dead silence!

Ye Mei's eyes flashed slightly and her eyebrows were raised high.

Bu Hairou was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Si Lieyang was stunned: "Is this really the ghost swirl that everyone is afraid of? Ye Chuyue...who is she...how did she do it?"

Feng Ming was dumbfounded for a moment, but she laughed out loud and sighed: "Master Ye Chu is still the same Master Ye Chu. If he doesn't create miracles, he will not be worthy of his name as Master Chu."

The boat under Chu Yue's feet seemed to be moving slowly like blue smoke, but in fact, it caught up with Bu Hairou and the others in just a few breaths.

When compared, there are a boatload more evil spirits.

"Ye Chuyue!"

Bu Hairou asked in a low voice: "What did you do? How did you get through the ghost whirlpool? Don't you have the magic-avoiding pill?"

"Um?"

Chu Yue raised her eyebrows lightly, smiled slightly, and asked: "Ghost Xuan, is it difficult? I thought it would be enough if I had hands."

Bu Hairou was speechless.

Everyone: "..."

The ghost whirlpool that makes people frightened is actually something she said was done by someone else?

Do you think these seven-foot-tall men are handless?

If the previous battle with Ye Mei made people pay attention to Ye Chuyue as an opponent.

So now that they were sailing through the ghost vortex, they were completely afraid of Ye Chuyue!

Chu Yue looked away, no longer looking at Bu Hairou, who had an ugly face, but towards Feng Ming.

But he saw her hugging her fists towards Feng Ming, her red lips curled up into a smile, and she said without blushing, "Ye has long heard of Mr. Feng Ming's thunderous reputation, and his admiration for Mr. Feng Ming is as high as the river.

The water is flowing incessantly. Ye has never admired many people in his life, and Young Master Feng Ming is the first one. If you don’t mind that Ye is a rough man, you can walk with Ye in the forest of hundreds of ghosts and show your great ambitions."

Bu Hairou, Zhao Wushuang and others suddenly felt their minds tingle.

Why do they feel like they have heard this before and this scene seems familiar?

"Brother Feng Ming!" Si Lieyang said: "Don't let her get into trouble. It's just a fluke that she survived the ghost whirlpool safely. Rou'er and we have known each other since we were young, and we must be of the same mind..."

Before Si Lieyang finished speaking, he saw Feng Ming flying out of the boat on the soles of his feet and landing next to Chu Yue.

"Feng Ming!"

Bu Hairou shouted in a low voice.

Zhao Wushuang suddenly interrupted her and said loudly: "Everyone knows that Princess Hairou has a tolerant heart. Warriors from all over the world, please do not misunderstand the princess. I am Zhao Wushuang, the daughter of Zhao Ting.

I once followed Princess Hairou. I swear on my father's life that Princess Hairou is definitely not a careless and petty person. She was even moved to tears by the friendship between Young Master Feng Ming and the master of my palace who regretted meeting each other so late.

"

Bu Hairou almost choked on her own saliva.

Is there anyone around here who misunderstands Bu Hairou?

And under Zhao Wushuang's few words, not only was Bu Hairou unable to restore Feng Ming, but he also had to cry in order to show his tolerance and generosity?

Bu Hairou pinched her thigh with a dark face and squeezed out a few tears.

Chu Yue's eyes flashed slightly, her chin lifted slightly, and there was an uncontrollable smile on her beautiful cheeks. She glanced at Zhao Wushuang with some endearment and helplessness.

Xuanyuan Xiu came to his senses and said, "Brother Bu and I were still wondering why there was such a big difference between Zhao Wushuang and Zhao Ting's father and daughter. Now I just want to say that there is no doubt that they are the real father and daughter."

Chu Yue shrugged, her eyebrows and eyes dimmed with a faint glimmer in the fog of the dark night.

"Master Feng Ming, welcome."

Chu Yue then faced Feng Ming, cupped her fists and said.

Feng Ming held up his hands: "My father, Emperor Jiuye, was favored by Emperor Ye. When he was young, my father told Feng that we, the Jiuye clan, must not stand idly by when it comes to Emperor Ye Tian. Now we can walk with Master Chu among hundreds of ghosts."

Sen, it's my honor, if my father knew about it, he would be happy for it, so you don't have to be polite, Mr. Chu."

Chu Yue nodded politely and glanced at Bu Hairou, who was forced to pinch her thighs by Zhao Wushuang and burst into tears from the corner of her eyes. She couldn't even laugh or cry anymore.

Bu Hairou gritted her teeth and glanced coldly at Feng Ming and Zhao Wushuang who had turned against each other. She didn't want to pretend to cry anymore, so she had to pretend to practice.

Ye Mei retracted her gaze from Chu Yue, but her eyes became darker.

After the ghost whirlpool storm, dozens of one-leaf boats were safely traveling above the mist.

Two hours passed, and Yiye Zhou was getting closer and closer to the interior of the Forest of Hyakki.

"Is that the Forest of One Hundred Demons..."

Tu Weiwei stood beside Chu Yue, looking at the Forest of Hundred Ghosts in front of her, and let out a sigh.

Chu Yue raised her eyes and looked towards the end of the Demonic Barrier River, her red lips pursed slightly.

Her pupils reflected the scene in front of her.

A dark and lightless world.

A star monument is like a standing star river, like the backbone of the earth, running through the sky and the earth from bottom to top.

There are star monuments in all directions, and to the east is spring, flowers are blooming, everything is reviving, and the naked eye can see the rare medicinal materials all over the ground.

The hot summer day in the south is blazing in the dark light. At the southernmost end, a volcano can be vaguely seen in the light and mist.

It's late autumn on the west side. There is a 90,000-year-old Bodhi tree in the ancient city. Its branches surround the huge city, and the autumn Bodhi leaves are falling day and night.

The bodhi tree grows with the dark night, and the bodhi flower blooms at the highest point.

The snow-capped mountains and glaciers in the north of Star Monument are also a spectacular sight.

However, these places are mostly filled with blood and post-war devastation.

Here, every day is a never-ending bloody battle!

But Chu Yue saw the beauty inside.

Because she has witnessed the goodness of this place with her own eyes.

Chu Yue's heart was trembling at this moment.

When the evil spirits gathered around them came inside the Forest of One Hundred Demons, their moods fluctuated.

This is their home!

Feng Ming said: "In the Forest of One Hundred Demons, every night, demon trees will grow underground, and ghosts will come out to hunt warriors who do not belong to the Forest of One Hundred Demons. This place is very dangerous. There are also demon trees inside the Forest of One Hundred Demons.

It has been occupied by the other four continents. Without our position in Lingtian, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to enter."

Chu Yue remained silent.

At this time, Yiye Zhou had docked at the demonic barrier bank of the Forest of One Hundred Demons.

The warriors from all over the land in the Forest of Hyakki, aware of the new aura and the fluctuation of the boat docking, all moved forward in unison and surrounded the shore of the Demon Realm with weapons. A pair of sharp eyes looked over with blood.
Chapter completed!