Jiji... Jiji...

The birds flew in a panic, and the chaos flew through the air. Half of the crops were cut off. The man straightened his waist and looked at the flocks of frightened birds flying by, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, looked sideways at the mud road ahead, extending past the woods, and his children stood alone on the edge and looked into the forest.

"A Si, what are you watching? Come and help your father get a hoe!"

The man shouted, but the little man over there was still motionless, staring blankly into the forest.

‘This kid…’

With a whisper, the farmer carried his hoe and walked up the ridge of the field, paved his feet in the small ditch next to him, slapped his straw hat, and walked through the mud road in the fields.

"A Si, Dad is calling you."

However, when I got closer, I found that my son was standing there in a daze, shaking slightly, as if he was hearing the voice of an adult. The child's lips slowly turned around, his face was pale and he could not see blood. A layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his words were stuttering, and he squeezed out of his lips faintly.

“...Dad...Dad..."

"What's wrong with you? Are you getting heatstroke?"

The man who came over quickly put down his hoe and walked out a few quick steps. The forest on one side swayed rustling. A strong wind blew, and a flash of eyes flashed under his nose. A black shadow rushed out of the forest, holding the child's shoulders and dragging it into the forest.

"Ah...Ah Si!!"

The man was stunned for a moment, reacted and shouted loudly, "Come here, there are big insects eating people--"

After shouting twice, he ran back and picked up the hoe on the ground, and rushed into the forest with his hands. Some of the farmers working in the nearby fields walked to the entrance of the village. When they heard the shouts, they picked up the sickles in their hands, and shouted loudly. The old, young, women and children in the village also picked up the shoulder poles and hatches at home.

"Call the sound and scare the big bug away!"

"Together, otherwise we will suffer in the future!"

"Ergou's family, hurry up, you'll get a big bug."

"Whoever has a gong, bring it with you."

"...I'll see you later, and I'll fight to the death!"

There were dozens of households in the village, nearly a hundred men, women, young and old, rushing out in groups of three or five with the guys in their hands, spreading across the fields in a huge way.

The villagers rushed into the forest over there. The man who had been eager to save the baby before was holding a hoe, but he looked motionless in front of him.

Someone shouted to him: "What are you doing? Where are the big bugs?"

"Yes, where is the roar of a tiger?" "Everyone searched around and dared to come to our village..."

"Oh, what's this? Yo hey...it's blood."

The shouting sound gradually became less and someone jumped up and walked around the pool of blood-stained leaves under his feet. He was about to continue saying that the villagers around him followed the direction the man looked at and turned their heads. In the view, a crooked tree was shaking and hanging on the branches. The neck was covered in blood. The blood beads dyed the belt red, and then dripped from the toes to the ground.

At some point.

The shaking corpse fell from the branches and fell to the ground. The wind blew, and a bloody smell filled the forest. On the shaking branches, a thin old man crouched down, holding a child in his hand. Between his gray hair and beard, blood-stained fangs rubbed gently on the child's face.

The child was so scared that his face was bloodless. He closed his mouth hard, and did not dare to make any sound.

Huhu...

In the forest, the villagers surrounded each other did not dare to show up. The person who followed the gong was immediately pressed by his companions, covered his mouth and nose, and carefully signaled the dead tree in the square.

"Don't talk, there are zombies."

As soon as the words were spoken, the thin figure on the branch suddenly opened its mouth. The villagers who were hugging each other subconsciously moved their feet back. The sound of "click" sounded from the dead branches under their feet. The originally opened figure suddenly shook off its beards and looked at this side with white eyes.

Everyone was so scared that they were limp that they couldn't do anything to leave.

At this moment, a cool breeze blew in from outside, brushing over their heads, and a small sword swept through the sky light, sank into the darkness of the forest, pricking the zombie on the branch.

"Corpse Demon, dare to do evil here-"

The moment a loud shout sounded, the little sword that was flying in the corpse demon, a figure wearing red leather armor stepped over the shoulder of a man below, and turned his hand and palmed against him. The branches crackled and broke. The man grabbed the child there with his other hand with his other hand, and immediately pulled away to one side to pull away. He kicked his feet again, and the nearby trees were shaken.

He fell to the front of the crowd, threw the child to the villagers behind him, and looked over the thick beard and thick eyebrows: "Go away quickly, if I don't come out, move out of here immediately!"

"Thank you, this master, let's leave immediately, the master must come out..."

A group of villagers looked furious and rolled and crawled outside with their children. The bearded man was Yan Chixia who came. He thought it was a corpse monster resurrected by the evil spirit. But after a moment of looking at it, it was not as simple as a corpse monster. If he didn't cast a spell and attached his sword body, he would not be able to break the other person's body. The thunder in his palm just now was unscathed.

"Don't worry, let's fight first-"

Striking off his concerns, Yan Chixia bit her fingertips, drew Yin and Yang in her palm, and wrote the word "Chi" from a distance, the zombies who lost their prey smelled blood and suddenly became manic, raised their arms and raised their heads and roared!

"roar--"

The fishy storm was shaking wildly, and the forest was swooping towards the big man carrying the box below.

The forest swayed, and the voice gradually changed from afar. The one-armed knight who was walking through the mud road still heard the roar. He turned his head to look at the village halfway up the mountain, and ran wildly with his sword.

Before getting close, the plain fighting had already exploded in the forest. A big tree dragged the dense cage and slammed and fell. Yan Chixia stepped across the crossbow and jumped into the air. The golden light between her hands turned into golden balls and shot out continuously, rumbling along the ground.

"Divine Sword Eliminates Demons!"

He fell to the ground, pinched the magic tricks and went straight to the top of his head in front of his chest, opened the sword box behind him, and flew out with golden light. Yan Chixia spread her feet left and right, took back the magic tricks and pointed forward, and shouted: "Go!"

While the corpse monster on the opposite side waved his palm and thunderous power, his keen hearing was filled with dense sounds.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish...

Countless golden lights flashed and straight lines were drawn. When the first small sword hit his thin chest, a golden flying sword followed behind him, as if it was a blacksmith, splashing sparks. The thin body shook wildly and was pushed out two deep marks.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, Zuo is here to help you-"

A majestic shout sounded in the forest. Among the shaking branches and leaves, a figure slanted across the tree body and jumped into the air. The long sword held horizontally in his hand reflected the swaying light spots, and he pulled out a knife.

when!

The knife slashed the skin and bones, splashing sparks, and instead drove Zuo Zhengyang backwards, turned around in the air, removed the force, and then fell to the ground.

His brows frowned on his somewhat dark face.

"How can you not cut it..."

"It's human blood!"

Yan Chixia maintained her magic power, pressed against the zombie and pressed a tree backwards, whirled her head and shouted: "He sucked human blood, and the Taoist movements surged. Cut his head. You can't let him suck human essence and blood again, otherwise the five elements will jump out of it, and the Taoist magic will be difficult to stop!"

On the other side, Zuo Zhengyang pinched the hilt of the knife, endured the discomfort from his body, and used his magic power to ignite the flames. However, the corpse that Yan Chixia used a magic sword to hit the tree suddenly sank downwards, sank into the ground, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Torture escape..."

The two of them gathered their magic power and quickly walked over. The ground under the tree was as usual, kicking away the thick fallen leaves without any trace of being buried.

Zuo Zhengyang covered his chest and looked at it, remembering that there was such a person who could use it in the past.

"This earth escape technique is much more profound than that Taoist Sun."

On the side, Yan Chixia twisted the starting point of the soil and rubbed her fingertips a few times, "This is the spell in Liuding and Liujia... This corpse monster is even good at Taoism, so I'm in trouble now."

He turned his head, looked at Zuo Zhengyang, and said, "You must kill this demon as soon as possible..." His words suddenly changed: "Old Zuo, what's wrong with you?"

The latter staggered with a long knife, fell to the ground, passed through the sunlight in the forest, and fell on Zuo Zhengyang's face, covered in bruises and black lips, which were obviously too deeply poisoned.

Corpse poison...

Yan Chixia hurriedly pointed several acupoints on his body, tore open his armor, took out a handful of glutinous rice from the cloth bag around his waist and patted him on his back, rubbed him hard, and black smoke floated between his fingers and bursts of "hissing" sounds.

After a while, he let go of his hand and saw a yin and yang pattern composed of glutinous rice on Zuo Zhengyang's back. Yan Chixia drew the cinnabar powder along the pattern, temporarily curbing the corpse poison and preventing it from spreading. He did not dare to delay for a moment. He carried Zuo Zhengyang on his back, held a long knife in one hand and a sword box in the other, and ran out of the forest toward Chang'an.

......

The sun sets, and it turns red.

On the stretching cliff at the foot of the mountain, a figure crawled out of the strata, hid from the shade of the trees, sat under the trees, and looked at the huge city soaked in the rays of light in the distance.

‘Uh...uh...uh... Yang's family is there...it's right there...it's full of energy and dominate the world...'

Her thin upper body, chest, ribs, shoulders, and abdomen were all holes made of sword tips. The old man's gray mouth was also broken by thunder in his palm. The gum on his right and a fang were exposed to the air, looking hideous and terrifying.

Fortunately, my body no longer feels pain and cannot feel the heart-wrenching pain. I just look at the bustling city, and in my vague memory, I think of my prosperous homeland in the past, and feel indignant heartache.

‘I want you to taste the loss too…the emperor’s heartache, the heartache of the chaos of the country…’

But when he thought of this body, he could not even beat the two people in the Taoist practice, and he was a little weak to lean on the tree body. Moreover, there was Lu Liangsheng, a young man in the city who should have been among the young heroes of the Southern Dynasty. His cultivation was no worse than that in his lifetime.

......Well, maybe a little bit higher.

‘That demon star fell into the world, and even the wind and waves could not be lifted up... Hoho... There is a useless thing. If the world is not in chaos, I, Chen Chao, will have no hope of restoring the country...’

When I looked at the outline of the city over there without expression, I suddenly felt something. I raised my face and heard something floating in the sky in the gentle sound of wind in my ears.

‘What a familiar aura...so fierce...the demon star...the demon star is still there?’

As soon as I thought about it, a ray of red air in the sky seemed to have found a target, swooping down like lightning, sank into the middle of the old man's eyebrows with his face raised on the cliff.

The corpse energy and the red energy merged, spreading all over the old man's eyebrows. His originally white eyes condensed in the middle, like a human pupil.

The chaos of red air mixed with corpse qi spreads around him. Chen Fu walked out of the shade of the tree and was exposed to the sun without any burning feeling.

Opening his palms, dancing with his long nails twice, and then clenching into a fist, Chen Fu looked over the city there, and there was a chuckle between his broken lips, and gradually turned into a rampant and crazy laughter.

"Hmph...Hmph...Hmph...Waaahahahaha--"

The gray hair was flying in the wind, and the old man raised his arms to Chang'an in the distance.

"I am not afraid anymore... I entered Chang'an, and the Sui Kingdom had no leader to clear the obstacles for my disciples. I am just around the corner of my country's restoration.

at the same time.
Chapter completed!