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Chapter 828 How sad, big brother

Nian Jinshu's heart skipped a beat, but he forced himself to smile, "She was dead."

Nalanguo's face looked particularly calm, "I'm talking about death because of the ghost cultivator. She is dead and will no longer exist in the ghost city. This is more than 20 years ago, and it's a bit long ago. Unexpectedly, there are still people looking for Xue Lan."

"Impossible!" Nian Jinshu did not accept this possibility. "Alan is a demon princess with excellent talent. How could he die in the ghost town? I don't believe it."

Resurrection Ling looked at Nian Jinshu worriedly, afraid that she would not be able to think about it for a moment. Everyone held hope and believed that Xue Lan was still alive. If they knew that Xue Lan was dead, how should they accept it?

Especially Nian Jun Yao and Nian Jinshu.

Nalanguo said, "This locust forest was originally a forbidden area of ​​the ghost city, and it was a place where Lin Buhuai. He has been in the ghost city for more than a hundred years and has not made pills. This is rare. He is very strong. One year we wanted to devour Xue Lan. Xue Lan ran into the locust forest, met Lin Buhuai, and received Lin Buhuai's protection. But there is no free lunch in the world. We ghost cultivators never protect another ghost cultivator. They only devour him and turn his power into their own use. Xue Lan is too naive. She thought she had found a shelter, but unfortunately, she ended up becoming Lin Buhuai's on-the-stop meal."

Nian Jinshu's legs were weak and his whole body was chilling. Nalanguo chuckled, "You're right. Xue Lan is not a good person. She is a hard bone. Lin Buhuai was determined to swallow her. She also had a way to deal with it. Therefore, they both suffered losses. Xue Lan was gone, and Lin Buhuai was gone. This locust forest has always been a place of chaos, and the courtyard is also the same. The overlapping places are different every year. Sometimes it is a secret realm, and sometimes it is a demon tribe. They are all places with a lot of spiritual energy. So the ghost cultivator here is practicing here, and his spiritual power has also risen very quickly. I didn't expect that the Chaos Land is now intersecting Wanping City."

"Impossible..." Nian Jinshu could no longer hear other messages, "Alan will not die. My elder brother and I are still waiting for her. She will not die. She promised us that we will definitely come out alive."

Nalanguoan stood quietly in the courtyard with a calm eyes, looking at the worldly expression, looking at Nian Jinshu in a mess and heartbroken.

Resurrection Ling frowned and shouted, "Mom, be awake."

Nian Jinshu came back to his senses and looked at the resurrection bell, "Don't be sad."

Resurrection Ling had already expected this.

Ghost cultivators can devour ghost cultivators, and this is the rule of the ghost city.

Xue Lan is a new ghost cultivator and a demon princess. For other ghost cultivators, it is really a great supplement. There is also a way to raise ghosts in the world. The lowest level is to use raw meat to satisfy the ghost's desires, and the highest level is to raise ghosts with ghosts.

The same is true for ghost cultivators.

Xue Lan has been practicing for a short time, so why should she gain a foothold in the ghost city?

Being killed is also expected.

"Nian Jinshu, go back." Nalanguo's voice was faint, "This is not a place you stay for a long time."

Resurrection Ling thought to himself, Nalanguo has always wanted Nian Jinshu to leave?

"How long has Xue Lan died?"

"Twenty-four years." Nalanguo said lightly.

"You remember clearly."

Nalanguo said, "There are not many ghost cultivators in our ghost city. Every ghost cultivator will have records when he dies. There is nothing strange about it. I have been practicing here for many years and rarely go out of this courtyard. Although the chaotic land is full of spiritual power, it is also full of danger."

Nian Jinshu was not afraid of danger at all. She wanted to go to this ghost town and ask other ghosts. She didn't believe Nalanguo's one-sided words, and she didn't believe that Xue Lan was dead.

But in this locust forest, apart from the hanged ghosts who can't speak, there are only Nalanguo. Are those evil ghosts hanged ghosts?

No, hanged ghosts will not have such high spiritual power, they are just the lowest-level ghosts.

"My courtyard will not entertain new people, so I will not send them far away." Nalanguo had no intention of socializing them, closed the door, and Nian Jinshu leaned against the trunk of the locust tree, his eyes empty.

Resurrection Ling was very worried, "Mom?"
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