A hundred friends! A vague place outside, the vague houses are understood in the ocean formed by purple rhyme flowing mist...

With a clear goal, Zhang Fan moved his body and instantly a stream of light flashed. When he appeared again, he had already stepped out of the flower field.,

When you fall to your feet, you will feel a weight under your feet. It is no longer the soft and soft land. It feels like a pit of soil when you step on it. It is like a solid yellow land, which is hard and hard.

In front of him, he suddenly realized that a village made of simple houses appeared in front of him.

The yellow mud mixed with gravel is the base, and the soil is made of four walls. The roof is covered with purple branches and branches. If there is vitality, it will be without root support or will it bloom tenaciously.

Putting aside the purple rhyme and Liulan, if you talk about the rest, it is not much different from the ordinary mortal villages outside. Looking a little, there are no less than hundreds of houses. When they are in full swing, no less than a thousand people will reproduce here.

Originally, such a small village appeared in the medicinal field, which should be easy to find. However, the Ziyun Liulan around it is too dense and tall, as if a small wooden house is hidden in a large woodland, even the most experienced hunters can hardly find it.

Standing there and looking around for a while, after getting a general understanding, Zhang Fan stepped in.

When you walk on the road, not to mention popularity, there is no sound like domestic animals and big cattle, and it is silent, as if you are falling into a deep sleep.

The village is indeed sleeping and will never wake up again. Until now, Zhang Fan sighed inwardly and stopped his pace.

This village has obviously been dilapidated for a long time and no one lives there. Walking through it, a sense of desolation and sadness spreads, just like an old man who faces the dusk, making people feel sad in their hearts.

You don’t need to look at it all, just look at this small courtyard beside Zhang Fan, and you will know that the village is dead.

The wooden door of the main room was shattered into countless pieces of wood, and it looked like a beast was rushing out of it, easily tearing it apart.

On the side of the wooden door, the base of the window was pierced, and a hole as big as an ordinary person's shoulder appeared on it. Through it, you can see that it was like a strong wind passing through the inside. The tables, chairs, and benches were all broken and overturned, and the ground was messy.

Below the window technique, a water tank that was chest-high was placed. The cylinder block was covered with dense ice cracks and scattered holes, which could vaguely see through the cylinder body to the wall behind it.

All of this interprets the word "destroyed" to the fullest, not to mention that the thick layer of dust on all these things will never reach this without the accumulation of several years of time.

After pausing a little in the courtyard, Zhang Fan saw that there was nothing to see anymore, so he was about to leave.

As I saw the road, he was the only one on the dusty ground, and there were no traces of the previous mess. Only then did I recall that when I saw the village, I immediately took it for granted and did not observe the ground carefully, but he was negligent.

Just as I was about to return to the entrance of the village to find it, suddenly several "bang bang" sounds came, as if something was hitting violently on the stone wall, and there were even more roars.

Zhang Fan's expression moved, and he slightly identified the direction, and immediately turned into a stream of light and passed through Bu Village.

When I got there, I saw a castle-like stone building standing in front of me, looking at the traces of time. It should be that it was a long time, and it was probably Shutong's residence back then.

"This person hid the cave outside like a mouse hole, and would make a spell in front of those medicine men."

Seeing this castle, Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing.

The castle was facing him. There was originally a stone gate, but at this time it had turned into pieces of different sizes and sprinkled around. There were many scratches about an inch deep on the pieces, as if beasts like tigers were scratching on them. It was probably the source of the sound just now.

Through the stone gate, a roar came from the depths of the castle, dry and high-pitched, and the anger in it was hard to hide. It was obvious that their goal had not been achieved.

"It's still time!"

Zhang Fan was greatly energetic and stopped. He followed the direction of the roar and passed through the passage like a bend. His speed seemed to hit a wall. He only printed his palm on the wall to leverage the force when he was about to hit him, and then turned straight.

His speed was indeed not in vain. At the end, he saw human figures on all sides roaring at a wall. At the same time, the "rustling" sounds were endless, but countless sharp claws were passing by the wall.

The walls were recorded and stone chips flew, and the outline of the wall was also drawn, and it looked like a portal. It seemed to be a secret door, and I don’t know how these monsters were found.

"boom!"

The loud noise was made again, but the secret door collapsed under the impact of a monster in the lead and fell heavily to the ground.

The continuous echoes came from the castle, and the leading monster suddenly stood upright, roaring, slapped his chest, as if showing off and motivating. In short, with his movements, all the monsters around him stood upright, and the roar was shocking and almost suppressing the echo.

Zhang Fan was shocked by the roar this time, but it was not as meaningless as before, and it was vague, like the word "eat".

It's not surprising that they called "eat". Just look at their actions and know that there is still some wisdom left. Zhang Fanjue accused the four friends again and said, "Spiritual muscles 0".

He was actually not sure if he said it was the word "eat". Because the basis for his interpretation was the pronunciation of ancient languages, this was a bit strange. A group of monsters were calling for dinner in ancient languages, and no matter how they thought it was, they felt extremely strange.

I thought it was because I heard it wrong or it was a coincidence. However, what happened next proved that his interpretation was not wrong.

After the leading monster vented his chest, he stood upright and invited him into the secret door. Other monsters followed closely and flocked in.

As soon as they heard an extremely tender voice, they heard it.

"Uncle Li!"

"Uncle Chen, brother of the Wang family, aunt,

"you

"Don't come over, don't

Later, I faintly cried, and even so, my voice was still as gentle as a lark, as clear as a nightingale. In this dark castle, the violent roars seemed particularly pleasant. I heard it and I wanted to listen to her song, but I thought it was also a lingering sound.

The sound was heard in Zhang Fan's ears, and his heart immediately moved, with a love for the wonderful tone. But it was more surprising. It seemed like a girl's voice, which was actually a language similar to the ancient one, similar to the word "eat".

The girl's situation was no longer good at this time. After all, no matter how beautiful the sound was, it could not calm her fear at this moment and could not resolve the danger in front of her.

Behind the secret door, in the spacious stone room, a girl of fourteen or fifteen squatted in the corner of the wall, shivering, and a pair of beautiful wind eyes were watery. But it seemed that she was holding back something and preventing tears from falling.

The fine tooths bite tightly on the lower lip. The faint bright red color is dyed, washing like falling flowers. The charming and dazzling appearance is sad and beautiful.

Hearing her voice, the monsters called uncles and aunts by the girl became more and more excited. He screamed, and his fingers pointed like a knife, and they all inserted into the girl's delicate body, as if in just one moment, they could tear her to pieces and then eat them.

Seeing the black fingertips, the nails like eagle claws quickly penetrated, and a sharp sharpness kept magnifying in front of her eyes, and the delicate wind that aroused thrusts her eyes. The tears that she had been holding back for a long time immediately surged out, and they slid down her smooth face. The horror in her heart could no longer be endured. The girl screamed and her eyes closed tightly, as if this could avoid everything like this nightmare.

The idea of ​​escaping seemed to have become a fact after the girl closed her eyes.

, two breaths, three breaths,

In the boundless darkness, the girl unconsciously counted silently, and the stinging pain in her imagination did not come. Instead, the endless roar of her ears came to an abrupt end, and everything calmed down.

It seemed as if I had returned to my mother's body, and in an instant, the girl felt a warmth and a safer moment. She couldn't help but moan and slowly opened her eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a slender and powerful finger slowly pulling out from the back of "Uncle Li"'s neck, without a trace of filth, only a flash of red light. This red throat was dazzling and warm, just like a safe feeling just now.

During the process of finger pulling away, all the monsters remained motionless, as if they were suppressed by some invisible force. When the moment when the fingers were completely pulled away, they "huh", and more than ten flames were destroyed as soon as they burned.

The light was dazzling and closed. When the girl opened her eyes again, she no longer saw the monsters. Only more than ten piles of ashes were piled up on the ground.

"Such a terrifying monster turned into gray?"

The girl rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Then she looked at the tall figure in front of her.

At the same time, Zhang Fan looked down at the girl in front of him who was rescued from the monster's claws.

The girl's sea of ​​lingering seemed to be soaked in sweat. When she was strayed on both sides, her forehead with a graceful curve was revealed. At the center of her forehead, from the center of her forehead to the end of her hairline, a purple orchid bloomed.

The lines are beautiful and lifelike, imprinted on the forehead and contrasting with the crystal skin. I can't tell who made whom for a while. I just feel that the snow-skin purple orchids complement each other. The tender purity and mature elegance instantly burst into infinite beauty.

"It's since it's quiet and tranquil, but it's also swaying in the world."

Even Zhang Fan was amazed at first sight. His unique beauty and the moment he first met the night Qing, it seemed that he burst out like a tide, flooding all the people he saw.

"ah!"

The girl noticed that Zhang Fan looked at the purple orchid on his forehead. She exclaimed and hurriedly wiped the sea to cover her. She looked at her reaction not ashamed, as if she felt shame, as if she was exposed not her thrilling beauty, but an ugly scar.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and suddenly said, "It looks great!"

The girl stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"I said it looks great!"

Zhang Fan repeated it and saw a beautiful face as he wished.
Chapter completed!