"Brother Jiang, I'm so hot, can I take off my clothes?"
"If you dare to take your clothes off, you must be prepared to run naked."
"But I'm so hot, my whole body feels like it's on fire."
"Take it."
Without saying a word, Xiang Wan threw an ice pick into Feng Xiaoguang's arms.
In the scorching cave, Feng Xiaoguang was overjoyed to suddenly encounter something cool to the touch. He quickly hugged it tightly in his arms, letting out a satisfied sigh, and occasionally making intimate contact with it with his cheek, which made Xiang Wan's eyes twitch.
So silly, I don't know how they've lived this long.
"Brother Jiang, have we arrived yet? I feel like we're jumping into a fire pit."
The Crimson Lotus Fire Hell is nothing but a pit of fire, isn't it?
The legendary hottest place, where even ghosts cannot survive, yet the Ghost King has made it his lair, no wonder the underworld cannot find him.
They had been walking down the cave for almost a month, and Feng Wuyan and the others had long since disappeared without a trace, but Xiang Wan still kept making Feng Xiaoguang carve the Ghost's Sorrow.
This is another passage for the Ghost King to enter and exit the Crimson Lotus Fire Hell. Xiang Wan naturally dared not be careless and made many preparations along the way, so her speed naturally slowed down.
She possessed the Frost Magic Technique, allowing her to absorb cold air to combat the heat, so she didn't feel much of the temperature changes in the cave. Feng Xiaoguang endured it the whole way, only speaking up when she couldn't bear it any longer. This perseverance was one of the qualities Xiang Wan admired.
As they got closer to their destination, Xiang Wan slowed down considerably, which Feng Xiaoguang found unbearable. He would ask Xiang Wan for an ice pick approximately every hour.
Since he would have to suffer some physical pain later, Xiang Wan didn't make things difficult for him and granted his every request.
As they walked, Xiang Wan fell behind Feng Xiaoguang without him noticing, and continued walking forward while holding the ice pick.
Five, four, three, two, one!
Xiang Wan turned her head and covered her ears. A loud "whoosh" that shook her eardrums carried far into the cave and even shook down the loose rocks that were about to fall from the cave ceiling.
With a soft "pop," Xiang Wan quickly gathered her strength, grabbed Feng Xiaoguang who was clutching his forehead and squatting on the ground crying in pain, and jumped into a mass grave filled with corpses.
The transparent ghostly barrier behind him closed rapidly, and a chilling wind blew around him, with dense ghostly energy churning.
Startled by the sudden drop in temperature, Feng Xiaoguang forgot about the injury on his forehead. He shuddered, and goosebumps rose all over his body like those of a cactus.
Xiang Wan threw him into the center of the pit, then held her breath and disappeared into the thick, almost solidified, ghostly mist.
"Delicious~~"
"Sizzle~~"
"eat!"
Feng Xiaoguang was stunned. He never expected that Xiang Wan would abandon him in this place full of dead bones!
A series of "crackling" sounds rang out from the thick fog. Feng Xiaoguang, trembling, held his sword in front of him.
Blood dripped from his forehead onto the tip of his nose. Feng Xiaoguang reached out and touched it. The sticky substance on his fingertip had just soaked into his fingertip when a black tongue swished around, instantly making his fingertip exceptionally clean. Even the dirt he had picked up while carving talismans on the cave wall along the way was gone.
"A ghost, a ghost~~~"
Feng Xiaoguang gripped his sword with both hands and slashed wildly in all directions.
With a tongue that big, it can't be a little devil! With his abilities, he wouldn't even be enough to fill that devil's teeth.
At this moment, he completely forgot that he was also a ghost appraiser, and that he could use exorcism techniques and talismans.
Xiang Wan sighed. To prevent Feng Xiaoguang from ruining things, it was better to keep him still.
With a finger bone placed in her palm, Xiang Wan observed for a while before quickly immobilizing Feng Xiaoguang. At the same time, she swung the Exorcising Sword, and a sword light slashed past the back of Feng Xiaoguang's head into the thick fog.
"ah!"
Feng Xiaoguang kept his eyes tightly closed until he felt the wind brought by Xiang Wan's sword swing, and tears almost streamed down his face.
He knew that Brother Jiang wouldn't abandon him.
Xiang Wan didn't release his pressure points, but continued to let him act as bait, killing about twenty or thirty ghosts. A wave of pressure came from the thick fog.
The big guy is here!
Xiang Wan placed a ghost-repelling talisman on Feng Xiaoguang's forehead and then stood behind him.
Feng Xiaoguang was on the verge of tears. What happened to the promise to take him on this training trip? This can't be fair, bro!
Thick fog rolled in, and a blurry figure about two zhang tall, holding a long spear, raised his hand and slashed through the fog towards Feng Xiaoguang.
"Open your eyes!"
Xiang Wan shouted in Feng Xiaoguang's ear, reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, barely managing to pull him back a foot. The tip of the ghost's spear traced down Feng Xiaoguang's robes, and he could even feel the icy touch of the spear.
"If you dare to pretend to be unconscious, I'll throw you into its mouth!"
Xiang Wan pulled Feng Xiaoguang away while threatening him.
This kid is quick to learn and has good character, but he always messes up at crucial moments and needs to work on his courage.
They dragged someone along to spar with a ghost; luckily, Xiang Wan was highly skilled and daring.
This ghost was enormous, and perhaps still retained the habits of martial arts from its previous life, always using weapons formed from ghostly energy to fight. After a few rounds, it realized that the spear could not harm Xiang Wan and Feng Xiaoguang, who was pulling her along to dodge.
The ghost general retracted its spear, let out a whoosh, and absorbed all the surrounding yin energy into its mouth, causing its body to grow several times larger.
Without the obscuring effect of the eerie fog, the entire mass grave was now fully visible.
The bones were piled up in dense layers. Many bones still bore traces of fresh, red flesh.
"Ghost appraisers all deserve to die!"
The roar of the great demon echoed like thunder throughout the enormous cave.
Feng Xiaoguang's eyes darted around, signaling to Xiang Wan to release his acupoints.
The demon opened its huge mouth, which was about two zhang square, and the increasingly concentrated yin energy and resentment formed a rolling black mist that rushed towards the two of them.
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