Ti Hongguan's face was not embarrassed, and he said frankly: "Will Luo Yan get angry?"

"What do you think?" Luo Yan's voice penetrated between the two people, like an invisible sword energy.

"No." Ti Hongguan shook his head and said, "I just served the young master for a while, and I didn't do anything."

"So it's very boring, you don't have the courage to do anything." Luo Yan walked over with his sword and said, "Okay, I'm much younger than you, don't act like a little girl."

He grinned his teeth, but he did not refute.

She wanted to make trouble, but she didn't expect Luo Yan to be so straightforward and said it clearly, not playing with her little girl's trick.

Just as he was thinking that at least Chu Cheng didn't hit her, he heard the sound of Feishou when he lifted the Hongguan.

"Female ghost, I'll tell you."

"If you want to stay young, you don't have to absorb the yang energy of your master."

“You can consider surgery.”

"Liposuction!"

“Skin transplant!”

"Bone grinding!"

"Feet binding..."

"What the hell is foot binding?"

"You see what she wears, like the ancients."

"Yes, the smaller the feet, the more men like it."

"Then aren't we so beautiful?"

"We don't have feet, we're not small feet!"

"Okay!" Ti Hongguan raised his hands and said, "I surrender, I don't want to bind my feet, I don't grind my bones, I don't have skin grafts. If I take liposuction, I will become a female ghost!"

"Actually, Reinhart has a lot of yang energy."

"I've been single for decades, and I'm an old ginseng."

"Do you think about it?"

Ti Hongguan was amused and cried, and said, "Fei Shou, what am I doing to you?"

"You are like my real mother."

"ah?"

"If I remember correctly, she would explode." Feishu said seriously.

He lifted the Hongguan and threw the wet towel on Feishu's head, covering one of his face. Feishu stuck out his tongue, licked the towel, and said, "It's embarrassing that the towel is full of fragrance."

"Young Master, don't you just tell him?" Ti Hongguan asked for help.

"Flying Skull!" Chu Cheng was angry.

"It's all your fault, you're talking nonsense about Western romance."

“The master is very oriental!”

"It should be said that, it smells so good!"

"Little lady..."

"Okay, don't waste time, let's do the important business." Luo Yan didn't want Feishu to continue teasing Ti Hongguan. She pulled Chu Cheng's sleeve and the two walked towards the No. 3 space gate.

Flowers are in full bloom behind the door, and the crimson flowers are enchanting, dangerous, swaying in the wind.

However, the flowers near the door were trampled and rotten, which was a good thing for plague creatures. They only pay attention to not destroying the integrity and value of the remains. These flowers are everywhere, so ordinary that they cannot be more ordinary.

At least that's what the plague creature thought, and then the tihongguan gasped in depression.

The rare red shore flower in the world is everywhere here. Even the projected version is enough for her to refine a lot of potions to use.

Alas, since there are so many, you shouldn't be angry.

Ti Hongguan felt that he was angry because he was angry and had nothing to do with plague creatures. Letting himself take liposuction? Are he that fat?

What does bone grinding mean? High cheekbones? Will you harm your husband?

The most annoying thing is what small foot binding? If you have a foot binding cloth, it will definitely be stuffed into Feishou's mouth.

But it seems that it doesn't work. Feishou has three mouths, and one that is empty will definitely scream, it smells so good.

He was thinking about Hongguan in a random way. Her profession characteristics did not require her to be alert to the surroundings at all times. There were eight ghosts guarding her around her body. These ghosts could not only perform magical defense, but also resist physical attacks. Unless they directly hit her with a siege hammer, an ordinary flying sword would not be able to break the defense in one go.

A monk bowed his head, picked a flower on the other side, and put it into the jade box at his waist.

Soon, he said to Luo Yan: "It's useful."

The plague angel flew up, left at high speed by one end, and detected the range of the sea of ​​flowers.

"Young Master..." Ti Hongguan whispered from behind, regretting his previous actions.

Luo Yan glanced at her and said, "If you have any help, please keep it."

"Yes." He Tihong Guan didn't dare to play anymore. When his sleeves shook, he released countless evil spirits, densely packed, and rushed towards the distance. Under her control, these evil spirits gently dug out the red shore flower from the ground, connected to the root system, and sent it into the wooden box in her hand.

Chu Cheng took a look and started collecting the red shore flower, but he directly used the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Clothes.

The Taoist priests in Qingcheng also acted very quickly. They were more professional and had seal talismans specially used to collect relics. The space was huge and the collection speed was fast enough.

In the sea of ​​flowers, ghosts suddenly rushed out, trying to get into the body of the plague creature.

But the ghost rushed forward and seemed to hit the iron wall. The translucent ghost rippled and sharp screams burst out inside.

Luo Yan glanced at it and asked, "Do you want it?"

Ti Hongguan shook his head and said, "It's all ghosts, but this is the undead, not the ghost."

Chu Cheng said: "I want it."

This kind of low-level ghost also has a second-level level, not to mention that there may be legendary levels deep in the Jacquard Sea. Ghosts can fill the space inside the night-mounted clothes of the Hundred Ghosts and be swallowed by the evil ghosts inside.

His white ghost night clothes are different from the wooden box with a red crown, and can absorb the origin.

The energy of the undead is very troublesome and polluted to others, and is somewhat of a supplement to him. After extracting the origin of the ghost, even if he feels it is impure, it can be sent to the Kingdom of Death. It will take decades for him to grow up there. He has collected all his money, and he dares not to stop doing things about the gods in the underworld.

People have also planned this, and it is not that easy for gods to interfere in the world, and they need mediums.

That's why the gods give him so many benefits. If he doesn't do anything, won't the gods in the underworld die of laughter?

The greater the benefits the gods gave him, the better the media effect. This causal relationship is clear to Chu Chengmen.

Sure enough, not long after, a soldier ant in the distance was possessed by a ghost. The soldier ant exploded on the spot. The legendary ghost could not control it and was immediately dying and was taken into the clothes of the hundred ghosts' night walking.

"Young Master, don't blow up the flowers!"

"This thing is all for hundreds of miles, don't be so petty." Luo Yan stabbed a sword next to him.

Ti Hongguan was depressed, but fortunately, her work efficiency was quite good, so Chu Cheng simply stayed away from her and used the night clothes of the Hundred Ghosts to get everything done.

The ghosts that keep appearing, the highest level is just a legend, and ordinary is the second level.

The ghosts under the legend cannot parasitize soldiers and ants, so it is more dangerous for miners, but there are not many miners, so they were simply sent back by Chu Cheng.

This sea of ​​flowers is not a place where one person can take risks. Only when such a large army is dispatched and a large number of legendary teams can come and take risks.

If it is an ordinary legend, facing so many ghosts, it is a good idea to run away quickly.

So in Gaia's world, the stronger the strong, and it is too difficult for the weak to get such an opportunity. Legend is no longer considered a weak person, but it is still unlikely that there will be any big gains when acting alone and taking risks.

Chu Cheng didn't want to harm the sea of ​​flowers, so the Plague Legion narrowed its scope and simply asked the Taoist priests and the Red Crown to collect the other shore flowers.

After a while, the plague angel sent news and found the edge of the sea of ​​flowers.

Five hundred miles away, an ice lake suddenly appeared. The ice lake was huge and the edges were not visible. This was strange. Although the flower of the other side grew in the underworld and in a cold and cold place, the temperature of the ice lake was so low that the plague angels dared not approach it.

The first plague angel approaching was frozen five hundred meters away, and the rest was only dared to observe a thousand meters away.

Chu Cheng tried to contact the frozen plague angel, but an indescribable fear came from the depths of his soul. He was the person who had the original thunder fire to protect his soul. He was instinctively afraid because the power of the ice lake far exceeded the level he could defend.

Chu Cheng immediately told Luo Yan about this matter, and Luo Yan asked: "Can it be a projection of a powerful existence?"

Chu Cheng shook his head and said, "The Plague Angel did not observe directly, but just approached and simulated the picture of the ice lake. Oops, the bio-optical brain was also damaged..."

“Is there divinity?”

"It should be." Chu Cheng said: "If it really doesn't work, send the Yellow Turban Strongman over?"

Luo Yan nodded, and immediately a Taoist priest released a legendary Yellow Turban Strongman. The Yellow Turban Strongman saluted the Taoist priest, jumped up, and headed straight for the direction of the Ice Lake.

Chu Cheng envied that this Yellow Turban Strongman looked no different from a real person. Apart from the convenience of not having the bio-optical brain, it was much stronger than a plague creature.

It took an hour for the Yellow Turbans to fly out 500 miles. Speaking of which, it was still not as good as the legend of human beings.

However, the Yellow Turban Flying Longer, it does not affect its own combat, and it is an advantage.

Chu Cheng and others were busy cleaning up the ghosts and collecting the red spider flower. Anyway, there was something to do. Soon, in another direction, the same news came from the plague angel.

They all saw the ice lake, the plague angels exploring in all directions, and saw the same thing.

Chu Cheng closed his eyes slightly, simulated it, and found that his location was like the pupil of an eyeball, and the whites of his eyes surrounding the pupils were the ice lake.

An island with a diameter of thousands of miles? No, what kind of projection is this?

It shouldn't be the Eye of the God of the Underworld?

The Eye of the God of the Underworld is something created by the God of the Underworld. It is similar to the country of death, a region of a thousand miles apart. It is just an airport that provides the place of arrival for the God of the Underworld.

It will not be the eye of the God of the Underworld. There should not be any other flower in the eyes of the God of the Underworld.

The Eye of the God of the Underworld is more energetic and there will be no undead. There are too many ghosts here that do not conform to the characteristics of the Eye of the God of the Underworld. Even the Eye of the God of the Underworld is full of vitality and can be integrated into a world without the breath of the underworld at any time, without any sense of incongruity.
Chapter completed!