On the way to the Baoshan Mountain, Zhang Yan asked the Purifying Lotus, "What is this Mei ghost exactly? I have encountered it for the first time! Why it emerged here?"

"This is the common sense in the Huangquan Road. As the unique creatures in the road, the Chi Ghost, Mei Ghost and Wangliang Ghost own a wonderful connection with each other, and they usually take actions together."

"Then as you said, there might be a Wangliang Ghost nearby? It is said that it is the strongest in the group of Chi Mei Wangliang. Will we meet it?" Worries climbed on his face.

"It is of big possibilities, but you don't have to worry about it very much, because it has its own weakness as well, and it prefers to stay in the water, so just be careful when there is water." warned the lotus.

Zhang Yan nodded to respond.

After nearly two hours' moving, Meng Yao just opened her eyes, awaken. When she saw that Zhang Yan was holding her, she cried out with a palm at Zhang Yan's face. Carring Meng Yao with both two of his hands, Zhang Yan couldn't dodge from the slap.

Unexpected, Zhang Yan got stunned for a second, then put Meng Yao down, asking with doubts and grievances, "Why did you clap me again?"

"Why? But why you hold me in your arms?!" Meng Yao looked at her clothes and found they were intact without mess, shouting at Zhang Yan shyly and angrily.

Zhang Yan replied, "Miss, you are seriously injured! And we have just killed the Mei Ghost, which will definitely attract a lot of small ghosts, or some other monsters! For the sake of safety, I have to hold you out of there!"

Meng Yao thought Zhang Yan's words were right, looking at him with some apologies, "Sorry! It was just my instinct reaction. I wronged you!"

"Well, that's not a big deal. How do you feel now? Can you walk?" He asked with concern.

Blushes sat on her cheeks; she whispered, "Yes, I can, and let's hurry up!" She swayed her right hand, seeming uncomfortable.

Zhang Yan noticed her movement, asking, "What's wrong? Your hand's injured?"

"No, I just didn't expect your face skin to be so thick, and it hurt me when I clap you." Meng Yao said apologetically.

Helpless, Zhang Yan joked in grievance, "I am sorry to let my face hurt you!"

His words giggled Meng Yao. But all of a sudden, she spited out a black blood.

Zhang Yan immediately asked in worry, "Are you okay? Let's take a break here! I have already run for two hours, so it should be safe here."

Hesitating for a moment, she nodded, "Well, then I can take the opportunity to recover the injuries here."

She went to a rock, sat down on it, swallowed a pill, then began to cultivate.

Zhang Yan sat next to Meng Yao, carefully observing the surrounding situation, only to find that they were in a basin which was a good place to hide themselves.

Zhang Yan just fell into a rest without alert, but suddenly he sensed a fiercely cruel breath was approaching them.