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Chapter 197 Is the girl lost?

Everyone was deeply saddened by Yun Yanchu's words.

Yun Yanchu spoke again, "There are only two ways for ghosts. One is not to cause trouble, and does not absorb people's energy until their own souls are exhausted. The other is to become a ghost cultivator that everyone can kill and cause harm to the world."

Everyone's faces changed slightly when they heard this, it was indeed what Yun Yanchu said.

If they don't practice the ghost way, their souls will fly away one day. If they practice the ghost way, they will definitely hurt others and attract attack.

And there is another more important one, which is also the most important one at the moment.

They cannot leave the Demon Refining Tower.

Unlike Yun Yanchu who was able to use the token to leave, their only way out was to pass through the 99th floor.

Regardless of whether he can escape from the big demon on the 99th floor.

Just say that when they go out, they have not yet practiced the ghost way and cannot control their own evil spirit, which is already a big taboo.

Once the immortal cultivators sense the existence of evil spirits, they will inevitably force them to appear and use all their strength to surround and suppress them.

In this Apocalypse Sword City, they have no chance of surviving.

Everyone looked at each other and turned their attention to Yun Yanchu.

Yun Yanchu never showed any urgency from beginning to end, but was rather unpredictable.

The probability of them leaving the Demon Refining Tower is almost zero, and they are still just ghosts. What can Yun Yanchu do with them?

Finally, they chose to ask: "What do fellow Taoists want?"

When Yun Yanchu heard the satisfied question, he slightly curved his lips and said, "I want you to make me your master and become my ghost slave. I will take you out and make sure no one knows about it."

Listening to Yun Yanchu's words, Jiang Jun's eyes gradually widened as he stood behind Yun Yanchu.

Why are these words so familiar?

It seems that this is what Yun Yanchu told himself back then.

Three hundred years, he sold himself to Yun Yanchu for three hundred years in order to survive.

Now I am so bullied that I cannot fight back when I am beaten or scolded.

Jiang Jun's thin lips moved, but in the end he did not speak.

Because I had been caught in the rain, I had to tear up other people’s umbrellas as well.

It hardly takes a second thought to know that these people will agree.

Even if Yun Yanchu makes any more extreme demands now, as long as he can take them away safely, they will agree.

Life is better than death. None of them came in with the intention of dying.

The conditions proposed by Yun Yanchu were good, but they did not mention a time limit.

As soon as Jiang Jun thought of this, someone asked after thinking about it, "How many years does the girl want us to be ghost slaves?"

The man's name has quietly changed, and his state of mind is also different from just now.

"Three hundred years."

The exact same age made Jiang Jun feel more and more that Yun Yanchu had other plans.

After being a ghost slave for three hundred years, he was sure that he would not die, but these little ghosts were just cannon fodder at best.

One person stood up and asked: "Will the girl let us do things that endanger our lives? If so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yun Yanchu interrupted the man and said, "You have no choice."

Yun Yanchu's indifferent eyes fell on that person.

With just one glance, the man suddenly realized his situation, and his expression suddenly became sad.

He returned to his original position, and Yun Yanchu thought he had given him enough time.

She raised her hand slightly, and the Netherworld Crystal appeared in her hand, "I won't force it. If you are willing, you can come forward and make a contract to enter this crystal. If you are not willing, you can stay here."

Yun Yanchu was so calm and indifferent that everyone felt that she would leave at any time without any regrets.

But they are worried from the bottom of their hearts, fearing that if they don't grasp this opportunity, there will be no future.

Soon, driven by his own heart, several ghosts floated forward to recognize their master.

Seeing people coming forward one after another, those who were originally hesitant also stepped forward one after another.

Seeing these people embarking on the road of no return, Jiang Jun stood aside, shaking his head and sighing secretly.

Tens of thousands of ghosts successfully recognized their master, and all the original ghosts entered the Netherworld Crystal.

Looking at the empty ninety-eighth floor, Yun Yan first walked towards the teleportation port.

Jiang Jun floated into the teleportation port behind Yun Yanchu.

A white light flashed before my eyes, and before I could see the scene in front of me, I heard the sound of trickling water in my ears.

When Yun Yanchu opened his eyes and looked around, he saw that he was on a plank road in the middle of the valley.

The waterfall falling from the valley in front pours like white silk into the clear lake at the bottom of the valley.

Under the mist, the entire valley seemed to be covered with a light veil.

The plank road made of sapphire extends downward from the valley, winding to a house in the middle of the lake.

There was a woman standing in front of the house, with a tall and slender back, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

Walking downhill, I stepped onto the bridge to the center of the lake. On both sides of the green bridge, there were several white lotuses blooming with a faint light.

Beside Bai Lian, there were fish swimming and playing, their tails swaying gently.

Walking forward, the fish seemed to sense the arrival of strangers and swam forward with Yun Yanchu on both sides of the bridge.

When she walked around the house and stepped in front of the house, the woman heard the footsteps behind her and slowly turned sideways.

Wearing a white dress, her dark hair was pulled up and hung on her shoulders, and two strands of silk hung from her temples and hung on her chest.

Her eyebrows are exquisitely beautiful, her nose is high, and her rippling green eyes exude a tranquil and gentle aura.

She put on light makeup, and on the right side of her face, there was a lotus flower outlined with gold threads printed on her face.

She watched Yun Yanchu approach and curled her lips into a slight smile.

"Girl, this is Wangxian Valley, are you lost?" the woman asked, her voice soft and sweet.

"Yeah...lost..."

Yun Yanchu responded, but his eyes glanced at the woman.

The woman with no spiritual power fluctuations on her body seemed to be a fairy who descended to earth and lived in seclusion in the mountains.

There is no dangerous aura about her, making people feel particularly comfortable.

After hearing Yun Yanchu's answer, she raised her eyes and glanced at the sky, "Girl is lost, you still need to wait. A Chen will be back soon. When he comes back, I will ask him to take you away from the valley."

She lowered her eyes and said, seeming to think of something, she raised her hand slightly and said: "Girl, please go sit in the living room first, A Chen won't be back for a while."

"Okay, thank you." Yun Yanchu nodded and responded, watching the woman lead him towards the living room of the house.

There are large windows on three sides of the living room. Sitting in one and looking out the door, one can still see the majestic and steep mountains with clouds and mist on the top.

After the woman brought Yun Yanchu in and sat down, she went to make a pot of tea.

The woman placed the teacup on the table next to Yun Yanchu, then held up the teapot with her slender jade fingers and poured tea.

After pouring the tea, the woman tilted her palm slightly and said softly: "Girl, drink tea."

The gentle tone was irresistible. Yun Yan glanced at her for the first time, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip, squinting his eyes slightly and savoring the aroma of the tea.

"How?" The woman saw Yun Yanchu drinking tea carefully, her eyes were full of expectation.

“Refreshing and refreshing, with a long aftertaste.”

After pondering for a moment, Yun Yanchu gave these eight words of evaluation.

But it was already obvious that he was greatly admired. The refreshing smell made Yun Yanchu taste the specialness of this tea in one sip.

Seeing the woman's smile becoming more gentle due to the compliment, Yun Yanchu drank the tea in the cup and then asked: "I'm Yun Yanchu, do you still know the girl's name?"
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