Chapter 2027: Cross Slap in the Face (1)

Jun Wuxie shook her head, "Go back to the woods."

"Go back to the woods?" Qiao Chu was slightly taken aback.

The corners of Jun Wuxie's mouth curled up into an evil curve.

"Such an 'entertainment', wouldn't it be rude if we didn't 'return the gift'." Meng Yiliang and the others' actions have completely angered Jun Wuxie. The pressing is not what Jun Wuxie wants to endure.

It's not that I can't bear it, but I don't want to!

Jun Wuxie, who is a fuzzy man, watched Meng Yiliang and Jiang Yunlong beat up Zongzong and the others, and wanted to take revenge a long time ago, but since they came to the door today, Jun Wuxie naturally I will not be polite to them!

Qiao Chu still didn't understand, Jun Wuxie was already waving at the friends, six heads gathered together, Jun Wuxie whispered a few words.

"I think it will work!" Qiao Chu immediately showed an excited smile on his face after hearing this.

Being a new soul is too embarrassing, and he is tied up in everything, so this time he will vent his anger at any rate!

Hua Yao and the others naturally agreed to Jun Wuxie's proposal without any further ado. You know, since they came to the ghost world, they have been holding a sigh of relief. The good purple spirit is gone, and everything has to start from scratch. The days of restraint are not what they like.

"Let's go!" Jun Wuxie ordered, and several teenagers followed her into the depths of Youmeng Forest.

In Youmeng Forest, Meng Yiliang is still leading people aimlessly looking for Jun Wuxie's traces. Youmeng Forest has a huge area, and it was a place that could accommodate the most human souls for cultivation, and a large part of the ghost world The spirit fires are all obtained from the Youmeng Forest.

Looking for a dense forest, the sky is dark, and the trees are densely intertwined. Only the brilliance of the spiritual fire illuminates an inch of the land. After that, basically no souls were willing to come to Youmeng Forest to practice. For the complicated and similar roads in Youmeng Forest, Meng Yiliang and the others really wanted to die.

"Damn it, this wretched place should have been burnt to clean." Meng Yiliang was scratched countless times by branches, and his clothes were torn, which made him depressed already. The mood became more irritable.

"Senior Brother Meng, should we continue to search?" After searching for a long time, they still found nothing. The further they went to the depths of Youmeng Forest, the lower the visibility and the denser the trees around them. It was very strenuous to walk.

"Bullshit! Of course we have to look for it. Eldest brother only gave us three days. If we can't find Jun Wuxie, we'll have to walk around endlessly." Meng Yiliang's voice was already very impatient, if it wasn't for the anger of the master, He doesn't want to come to this place.

"I really don't understand. When there was no ghost tower before, how could those people be willing to go to this poor place to practice." Meng Yiliang kept complaining, couldn't help but picked up the short knife at his waist, and cut a branch blocking the way. Cut them off one by one.

The rustling sound among the woods disappeared into the endless dream forest along with the sound of footsteps.

Suddenly, by the light of the torch, Meng Yiliang saw a vague sound under the tree not far ahead. Immediately, Meng Yiliang regained his energy. He took a deep breath and waved his hands to his companions behind him. Tell them to keep their voices down.