Dongfang Yue frowned and saw the marks that his personal guard had made before. Everyone looked at each other, but no one felt too afraid.

These people have all seen some worldly affairs.

"The route in this forest is a bit strange, please follow closely." A personal guard told his subordinates.

It was another cup of tea that they circled around the forest several times and returned to the beginning. Dongfang Yue's brows became tighter and tighter, and the two Liang soldiers leading the way had long disappeared.

And behind them, there seemed to be no sound of the army moving forward.

"Did the army not keep up?" Dongfang Yue asked.

Everyone stopped and listened carefully, without any footsteps. The guards immediately became alert. At present, they were lost with the army, with only fifty people. It would be a bad idea if they encountered a sneak attack by Yu soldiers.

Everyone looked tense and looked around the forest.

Suddenly, a faint sound came. These people were all martial arts practitioners, and their ears were much sharper than those of the soldiers just now. Soon, almost each of them heard the sound.

That's right, everything that the Liang army vanguard just now encountered in the forest was staged here again.

The strange sound of the battlefield, the voice of a woman who is endless and tempting, and the voice of a man who is as deep as death...

Even though they were all the guards of the Dongfang Family who had good skills, they were also thrilled in their hearts at this time and kept calling them so weird!

But this was not over. When they saw the red sign on the trunk of the tree and the densely covered skulls on the ground, they believed what the two Liang soldiers said.

Dongfang Yue tightened his fists, and although he was not scared to death, his heart was beating. He didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world. If there were indeed ghosts to seek life, the enemy souls who were killed by him on the battlefield would have long turned into evil ghosts to seek life for him.

But soon, his idea began to shake.

At some point, there were no vines on the ground, and at this time, vines were rampant. The monsters like big snakes who had traveled from not far away wrapped around the bodies of the guards.

The personal guards reacted quickly, and for a moment, the sword was unsheathed and slashed at the vines. Their strength was not small, but what was strange was that these things were like copper-made iron cast, and they could not cut them at all, and even a leaf did not fall.

They felt a trace of fear for no reason, and the absolute gap in strength seemed to have made the personal guards lose their power of resistance.

The vines seemed to have eyes, and each one could accurately pass through Dongfang Yue, only entangling those personal guards.

They wanted to escape with Dongfang Yue, but once the guards were entangled by vines, they could not move at all. Some people were wrapped from head to toe, while others started with their feet. Soon, the guards were like calluses, wrapped so that they didn't even show their hair.

Witnessing everything strange, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Dongfang Yue's forehead. This is impossible, absolutely impossible!

He kept comforting himself, drawing out his weapons and attacking the vines, but it was useless, and the fear in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Strangely, the vine did not continue to attack, but stopped. Dongfang Yue did not dare to stay here, and ran forward with all his strength.

But as he ran, he felt something swaying by in front of him, like a figure.

Dongfang Yue felt nervous and did not look around, but continued to run.

Suddenly, he felt his vision was blocked, and his eyes became gray and blurred, as if suddenly there was heavy fog in the forest.

While running with all his might, he felt something was wrong. He paused and suddenly looked up and his face turned pale.

There was a figure hanging in the air in front of him. The man was dressed in red and had a long robe as white as paper. Two blood marks on his face formed a cross, and a very familiar token hung around his waist.

Dongfang Yue's mind buzzed and subconsciously called out a name. "Axian!"

Dongfang, who was hanging in the air, suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at Dongfang Yue with a pair of smiles and non-smile eyes.

"Brother..." Dongfang Xian actually spoke.

Dongfang Yue swallowed for no reason, "You...you are really Axian, aren't you dead... dead?"

Dongfang Xian, who was hanging in the air, raised his mouth and laughed at himself. "Brother, A Xian is dead, are you very happy?"

"Nonsense!" Dongfang Yue's face became paler. "You are my brother, how could I be happy if you die! My elder brother is here to avenge you on this trip!"

Dongfang Xian's smile became even more exaggerated, "Brother, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. If I die, you are the heir to the family. Haven't you always hoped that I will die? Now, are you satisfied?"

Looking at the terrifying smile on Dongfang Xian's face, Dongfang Yue subconsciously took a few steps back and a roar came out of his throat. "No! I don't!"

"Brother, I can't be the heir of the family, so don't be the one. How about we brothers continue to be company?" Dongfang Xian's smile was filled with an extremely strong evil charm and weirdness.

Dongfang Yue's psychological defense almost collapsed, and his eyes were wide open, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Suddenly, a bright redness began to appear on Dongfang's pale face, and then blood flowed from his eyes, nose and mouth, and the smell of blood immediately penetrated Dongfang Yue's nose.

"No, this is not true, it is not true!" Dongfang Yue suddenly waved the spear in his hand and stabbed Dongfang Xian, who was hanging in the air not far away. However, before the spear arrived, Dongfang Xian had disappeared.

"Brother!" Dongfang Yue heard a familiar voice again, it was a woman.

His expression relaxed, and he turned back with a relieved smile on his face. As he expected, he saw a familiar figure.

"Heyang!" Dongfang Yue took two quick steps and stood in front of Heyang.

At this time, Dongfang Heyang's whole body was wet, his hair was loose, and he spread on his face. Her body was covered with scars, which was very embarrassed.

"Why are you here? Didn't you go to Nanshan to annihilate the enemy?" Dongfang Yue asked hurriedly.

But Heyang, who has loved to pester Dongfang Yue since childhood, looked at him coldly at this moment. "How can you attack Axian? He is our brother."

"No, I don't, no!"

"I saw it all." Dongfang Heyang sneered, "It turns out that what they said is true. You have always hoped that Ah Xian would die so that you can inherit the military power of the family."

"No, that wasn't Ah Xian just now, you read it wrong!" Dongfang Yue looked anxious and tried hard to explain something.

"I read that right. I saw you pointing the gun blade at him and trying to kill him. I will go back and report this to my father. The position of the family heir must not allow someone like you who are narrow-minded and cannot even tolerate your brothers."

"It's not like this He Yang. A Xian is dead. He died two days ago!" Dongfang Yue was almost collapsed. A faint sense told him that everything in front of him was not real. But when he faced his sister who had been spoiled since childhood, he felt that everything was so real. He didn't want He Yang to misunderstand, let alone let He Yang know his most secret thoughts.

Dongfang Heyang pulled the corner of his mouth and looked at Dongfang Yue quietly. "Brother, Ah Xian is not dead, you are the one who died..."
Chapter completed!