C8

Han Yan was in a life and death situation before, so he didn't pay much attention when he ran, but he never expected that he would suddenly run into the Yin Corpse Jedi.

"No, if I don't think of a way to escape, I'll definitely die from lack of oxygen." Han Yan ran in front of Tang Xiaofeng, picked him up and carried him towards the other side of the forest.

But just as he ran two steps, both of Han Yan's legs suddenly weakened, and he dropped to the ground.

The jade pendant in his arms was trembling even more intensely, Han Yan suddenly felt that this jade pendant was trying to lead him to somewhere.

He struggled to drag Tang Xiaofeng, and followed the direction of the jade pendant and moved a few steps forward, then felt the jade pendant stop trembling.

At the same time, the surrounding air returned to normal, and he subconsciously took a deep breath.

After he finished, Han Yan started to look around the place. The jade pendant seemed to know that there was air in this place.

In order to prove this idea, Han Yan walked to the side, and started sucking on it. After walking a few steps, the air once again disappeared. Han Yan hurriedly took a few steps back, and the air once again appeared. Han Yan walked in another direction before coming to a conclusion. There was only air about ten meters under his feet, and not anywhere else.

However, since there was air here and he wasn't there, why didn't he die from lack of oxygen after losing consciousness?

Han Yan became suspicious again. With his personality, he would never stop until this matter was cleared up.

The setting sun slowly disappeared below the horizon, and the world was shrouded in darkness. The forest that was originally silent was suddenly shrouded by a chilly wind. The surrounding trees began to wither at a visible rate, turning into withered trees. Around the dead tree, he could vaguely see white figures wandering around like ghosts, and the sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling followed.

"This ?" It wasn't that Han Yan hadn't heard ghost stories before, but this was the first time he had seen such a real scene, especially those wandering ghosts.

After a while, those wandering ghosts seemed to have discovered something, and they bared their fangs, brandished their claws and quickly pounced towards Han Yan.

It was close enough, it was near, Han Yan could even see their appearances clearly, they were transparent bodies that were emitting white light, they were dressed in clothes, their appearances were extremely terrifying, there were even a few that revealed their long fangs, and emitted terrifying sounds.

"Don't come over, don't come over." Han Yan's body started to tremble. He had no doubt that these ghosts would be able to tear him to pieces if they pounced on him.

After the ghost heard Han Yan's voice, he became even more excited. His speed was extremely fast, and just as he was about to arrive in front of Han Yan ?

Han Yan had already shut his eyes in despair, and in the next second, he heard a painful howl. Following that, the roars grew louder and louder, and the eerie atmosphere gradually dimmed. Due to his curiosity, Han Yan opened his eyes. A wave of blinding white light caused him to have no choice but to close his eyes again.

"What's going on?" Han Yan pinched his thigh, causing a sharp pain. He was sure that this was no dream.

All of this was extremely strange, so strange that it felt like he was dreaming. Those ghosts clearly wanted to kill him, but why had they all disappeared? Han Yan thought of that white light and said in surprise: "Right, ghosts are most afraid of white light, but why would there be such a thing here?"

Could it be a jade? Han Yan took out the jade pendant and placed it in his hand. After looking at it for a long time, he still could not find anything wrong.

Han Yan carefully thought about it again. Just now, the jade pendant was also with him, but he could still feel the lack of oxygen. This proved that the jade pendant was not the main reason to solve the problem of lack of oxygen.

If so, the treasure should be in the piece of land beneath him.

After thinking about it, Han Yan no longer hesitated and started to search around. The surroundings were not big, and after a while, he found a lot of things. There were branches, rocks, and some random things.

In order to confirm that there was a treasure within what he was holding, Han Yan hurriedly put all of these things into his pocket, and ran forward. After running for more than thirty meters, he still did not feel any hypoxia.

Han Yan thought for a moment, then continued running. Not long later, he saw a wandering ghost.

After seeing the ghost, Han Yan was unspeakably excited. The ghost seemed to be very excited as it bared its fangs and brandished its claws and pounced towards him.

Han Yan stood there motionlessly with his hands in his pockets, waiting for the white light to appear.

When the ghost approached, released the white light from his body again. The white light flashed and the ghost cried out in alarm, turned around and ran.

Han Yan was excited, his guess just now was not wrong, out of the things in his pockets, one was a treasure.

Just as he was getting excited, he heard Tang Xiaofeng's shouts coming from behind him.

Han Yan's heart tightened, and thought to himself: "How could I forget about that guy?"

He immediately turned and ran in Tang Xiaofeng's direction.

Tang Xiaofeng had already woken up and countless of ghosts were gnawing at his body. His face was pale white as he breathed in large mouthfuls of air, but he could not inhale anything.

After Han Yan ran over, he saw that there were no ghosts around him and there was no sign of lack of oxygen on his face.

Then, Tang Xiaofeng saw Han Yan running over. Before he even reached him, the ghosts beside him all seemed to be afraid of him, and with a startled cry, they all ran away.

What surprised Tang Xiaofeng even more was that when Han Yan came, he could already breathe a lot of fresh air.

Tang Xiaofeng was dumbstruck and stared at Han Yan for a long time before saying, "You have a treasure on you?"

Han Yan also felt that he had a treasure on him. Just as he wanted to say his thoughts, he remembered the scene where Tang Xiaofeng threw a bottle gourd.

He secretly kept it in mind. If there really was a treasure on him, and this treasure prevented ghosts from getting close, then it must be something extraordinary.

What if they were to say that the other party had killed them after they robbed them? Those three people from before could kill Tang Xiaofeng for a single thing, so why couldn't Tang Xiaofeng kill him like them?

Regardless of whether or not Tang Xiaofeng would kill him, Han Yan had no choice but to defend, and said: "Senior Brother, what are you talking about! I don't understand. "

Even Tang Xiaofeng didn't believe that a mere mortal had a treasure on them, but this matter was extremely important. He had no choice but to clarify, and said: "You really don't have any treasures on you?" After which, he felt that it was laughable. Since the other party had a treasure on him, how could he possibly tell it to him?

Han Yan shook his head and said, "No."

Tang Xiaofeng thought for a moment, then quickly walked in front of Han Yan and started searching his body. When he found a stone and a rod in Han Yan's pocket, he asked curiously: "Where did you get so many messy things?"

Han Yan said: "Just now, the ghosts wanted to attack us, so I casually picked up a few things, wanting to drive them away."

Tang Xiaofeng was startled, then laughed bitterly: "Those are all evil spirits, with their own cultivation, these things will not be able to kill them."

Seeing that Han Yan didn't know anything, he didn't continue searching and only treated the scene just now as a coincidence.

When he looked at his body again, he was even more certain that his injuries had strangely recovered.

It was possible that this place was too strange, and even the elders couldn't figure it out. How could a Qi Cultivation stage disciple like him understand?

Tang Xiaofeng was very clear about the dangers of this place. Any disciple below the Foundation Establishment Stage would definitely die if they entered this place, even if a Foundation Establishment Stage disciple came here, they would not be able to stay here for a long time. He was already very grateful to the heavens for not being able to die from this stroke of luck. As for the reason behind it, he had never thought about it before. Sighing, Tang Xiaofeng said to Han Yan, "I am Tang Xiaofeng, what is your name?"

"My name is Han Yan." After Han Yan said his name, he did not say anything else.

Tang Xiaofeng nodded, lightly patting Han Yan on the shoulder, and said: "Let's go out! It's not easy to stay here for long. "

The white light on his body flashed, and he rushed out of the forest.