The rest of the people in the yard also woke up, and a few children ran out first. He shouted in a low voice: "Go back, don't come out, I'll explore." He put on his helmet, his bow and crossbow on his back, drew his steel sword at his waist, and jumped off the wall with full armor and lightness into the night.

Seeing that, Chen Xiansong and Lu Weizhen were getting closer and closer to the third courtyard. When he encountered the gray ghost again on the road, Lu Weizhen would not ignore it. She pondered, this place was close to Lin Jingbian's residence, and it must be all gray ghosts who were looking for trouble for him.

Break all your legs and throw them out.

She also told Chen Xiansong about this idea, and he didn't say anything, but when he encountered the gray ghost again, he drew his sword and cut it, which was even more ruthless than her.

The two cleaned up all the way.

For a while, the road leading to the small courtyard was full of wailing.

The people in the small courtyard were all frightened, and they took up their weapons one after another, ready to fight to the death. They didn't know what was going on outside, and they gritted their teeth one by one, praying in their hearts that they would be safe tonight.

On the other side of the long street, hundreds of meters away, the young man with a crossbow and a long sword on his back was walking on the ground, but he was stunned when he heard the movement in front of him. Unlike the panic of the crowd, he could hear the screams and cries of the gray ghosts.

What exactly is this......

Who's making the shot?

Suddenly, he stopped. At this moment, he could only hear his own rapid breathing in the stuffy mask. He raised his head and looked at the smoke and dust in the sky in front of him, and at the entire neighborhood that seemed to have been turned upside down overnight.

Who is forcibly breaking in?

Who's slaughtering ghosts along the way?

Who is rushing in this direction?

Before he could feel it, tears slowly covered his eyes, making him unable to see anything clearly. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the bitterness that filled his throat, but the corners of his mouth were laughing again, trembling and laughing. He took off his helmet, wiped away his tears, put it back on, took a deep breath, and continued to run as fast as he could. It's just that his steps are finally messed up.

On the far corner of the street, two figures flashed, like light and electricity, piercing the night and rushing forward.

Lin Jingbian's steps stopped at once, and he was like a wooden man being frozen in place. He looked at the two figures, they were so fast, they were in front of them in a blink of an eye, and then they also stopped, and their bodies appeared in the night.

The hundred ghosts whimpered behind them, the sky was covered with gravel, and there were many footsteps chasing after them, but they seemed to be far away from the sky.

They stood side by side, looking at him.

Lin Jingbian seemed to have fallen into a very quiet dream. He saw Lu Weizhen's eyes red, and there seemed to be endless apologies and pity in his eyes. He also saw Master.

Master looks exactly the same as he did three years ago, and these devastated years seem to have left no trace on him. He stood in the streets of the no-man's land surrounded by gray ghosts, but he seemed to stand quietly under a big tree in their yard. Master was still looking at him with those gentle and contemplative eyes. It's just that the corners of Master's eyes are also red.

Lin Jing moved her lips, but found that her throat was completely blocked and she couldn't make a sound.

Chen Xiansong had already walked up to him, looked at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's a lot taller." Jingbian, Master is late. ”

Lin Jingbian finally burst into tears.

Chen Xiansong took off his helmet, he was like a child, pressed his eyes with his arms to prevent people from seeing tears, and bowed his head deeply. Chen Xiansong hugged his shoulders and heard him cry out heartbreakingly: "Master-"