It was strange to say that the evil wolf was destroyed, and the group walked about ten feet outside, then walked out of the maze and came outside.

Today it was sunny, everyone felt relieved, and they felt the joy of seeing the sun again.

It turns out that the feeling of being shined by the sun is happiness.

Next was the farewell. Jiang Caoqi led four disciples to Anhua Town, met with Chen Ermei who was waiting there, and then wandered around the world.

Jiang Caoqi said that he had a dream: to ride a horse on the northern prairie.

In the north, Liangzhou is the one.

There are so many mountains and rivers, I have to go there, and I don’t know how many hardships I have experienced along the way, but Chen Sanlang believes that his brother-in-law can definitely achieve his dream.

Isn’t dreams just a hard work?

Waving goodbye, Chen Sanlang turned around and returned to Jingxian alone, looking a little lonely, walking on the desolate road, singing songs that no one had ever heard.

It is difficult for him to return to Jingxian today. At dusk, he saw someone in front of him and went to stay.

At night, thunder sounded, and soon it started to rain again. The spring season is really a woman's heart, and no one can figure it out.

The rain drifts to the earth and to the wild ghost forest.

From a high altitude, this forest is lush and continuous, with at least several acres of radius. During the day, the places where Chen Sanlang and the others are moving are just a small corner.

Deep in the forest, needles are clustered in clusters, and it is pitch black inside, and you can't see your fingers. Only the sudden lightning can reveal some light and you can vaguely see the scene in it - the thick white bones and the corpses on the ground.

There was a very grand tomb built on an open ground in the forest. It was made of blocks of stone, making it look clean and free of weeds.

Crack Crack Crack.

The sound was strange, and the stones on the grave scattered, and then a delicate jade hand reached out.

This hand is so beautiful, as crystal clear as jade, spring onions are like orchids, and the nails are painted with light red flower juice, which makes it look extremely charming: "Who is it, who killed my corpse wolf..."

A faint voice came from the tomb.
Chapter completed!