The ground trembled, she almost sat on the ground, finally stood firmly, and saw a carrion emerge from the ground that turned up, this carrion corpse does not know how long it has been buried here, his figure has become a skeleton, but it just so happens that there is rotten flesh attached to the skull, and there are only two black caves left in the two eyes, and I don't know what kind of insect is coming out of the inside, the white long, thin body is like tentacles also sluggish and shaking in the black cave, stretching longer and longer, as if a contemptible person can drill into Meng Shangen's eyes in an instant, sucking off her eyeballs.

It just so happened that Meng Shan, who was close to this carrion corpse, was even more stupid and didn't move.

"What are you so stunned?!" Fang Yuanfa split the rotting corpse beside him with a sword, and quickly walked to Meng Shangen's side, dragging her away from the place.

Meng Shan was even more awakened by his roar, Fang Yuanfa didn't dare to get too far away from her, the two simply fought with their backs to each other, leaving Ben Rao's back to each other.

Two carrion corpses emerged from me and staggered towards her. Fortunately, the place where she stood was relatively remote and relatively open, her speed was at least faster than these skeletons, and there were no carrion corpses to get close to for the time being.

Although these carrion corpses move slowly, they no longer feel pain, and they almost become a team of daredevils, and some of them have other mana in their bodies, even if they only have physical remains, they can fight like when they were alive.

"Where did this dead man come from?"

"They are all the shamen of the Temple of Charity. "The robes on those rotting corpses are all mutilated, but you can still see the style of the monk's robes, most of them are skeletons, only the big shamen with higher cultivation still have residual flesh attached to their bodies, and only these big shamen still have mana.

They were all Shamen buried in the ground by Xue Mountain, and now they have returned to the earth again, but they have become Xue Shan's soldiers.

With so many helpers in a flash, it's a bit far-fetched to even do it now.

"Why are there so many?" Fang Yuan used his sword to slash out a skeleton, but no matter how he tried to chop, a new skeleton came out.

It's just that those skeletons seem to have doubled their years, and some of them can't even move when they come out, and I can break their bones when I throw a stone.

"Thousands of years ago, the most that was left was dead bodies, maybe these skeletons died here a long time ago, and now everything has been woken up. "I'm powerless just to hide, but the evil spirits in the underground seem to have no end.

The rotting corpses poured in from all over the world, and I just thought that my scalp was numb, and if I kept wishing, they would die of exhaustion sooner or later.

No, I can't bear it anymore, I'm biting my fingertips, and quickly write a spell on the golden rune, the golden rune is a very high-grade talisman, Wushan is very strong, and the more the cost to the caster, I haven't used the golden talisman either, but now I can only break the boat.

The blood on the golden talisman glowed faintly blue, like cold air coming from a piece of ice.

I was smashing the golden talisman on the ground, and I was reciting the ancient recipe in my mouth - "Condensation!"

With this shout, my body quickly froze, the cold air spread, and the churning ground was also frozen, including the skeletons that were about to emerge, and they were also sealed in the soil and could not get up again.

The skeleton that had already appeared was quickly handled, and the pressure of several Rao was sharply reduced.

My hand pressed to the ground, connected to the original posture, like a spell shouted The moment first, she froze all the way with the land.

Xue Shan is exhausted again, ah is really on the Dragon Mountain, even if half of the spiritual power is suppressed, it can support her. And her mana was almost exhausted, and she caught a glimpse of me, but she didn't expect her to be a very dependent existence.

Xue Shan was very annoyed, left Ah Shi and Chen Nan, and jumped towards me quickly.

Her indicators have been replaced by me who has no power to resist, and she needs blood to nourish this land and open this purgatory anew.

The current formation has also become blood-colored, and I am getting closer and closer, and Xue Shan seems to smell the sweet bloody breath on the tip of his nose.

Xue Shan curled the corners of his lips and hit the mana ball in his palm towards me, and a figure flashed in front of me, covering my body, and the long knife with a red blade light split her mana ball in half.

Xue Shan was able to dodge the rebound of Ben Rao's mana ball, and after death, a sharp pain came, yes, Ah Shi arrived, and hit her with his finger blade.

"Iceberg!" Chen Nan blocked a blow for her, and then cut off the ice that I was continuing all the way with the earth, put his hands on my shoulders, and melted the ice for her with his own heat, "It's okay, it's very fast!"

I was looking through the current ice, looking at the smile of the person in front of me, and I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it's okay.

"Click...... like the sound of ice melting?

She was currently emitting puffs of white smoke, like smoke from icy water splashed on extremely hot iron. I lowered my eyes and saw the smoke stained with blood.

Whose blood? I was a little dull in my skull, and she looked at the trail of blood, and what caught her eye was a branch covered with earth, and the branch was the thickness of two fingers, and the branch was still bleeding, dripping and dripping wet a piece of land.

The ice on the ground melted the moment it touched the blood, and what hot blood it was, contrary to her true formula.

I thought my heart was beating, and it was so quiet that it seemed like she was the only one left.

The earthen branch came out of Chen Nan's mouth and penetrated his heart.

Blatantly, only his blood is so hot.

I can't move, I can't even hug this side of her.

For the first time, she thought it was cold.

Her tears flowed down, and in an instant her face froze, and the smile of Ah Who's beyond the ice became fragmented. There are too many hypocrisies in this world.

I'm a gothic, and for a long time, I've had a lot of pride in the above knowledge.

Before dying, many people choose to make a thoughtful oath that they have already made. The oath of Ru Xu, under the suppression of all kinds of realities, finally became a lie.

They are only fortunate to give themselves a happy endgame in their fantasy, is it the endgame of completing their reputation?

No, the vast majority of people have chosen to delete these reputations even in their dreams, and when they have never been declared by themselves, no matter whether the end is sad or happy, they are useless to burden the reprimand in their hearts.

There is no such thing as a wonderful ending, and a seemingly wonderful end will eventually come to a ruins. Why don't you say yes in the first place?

Compared with Benrao's selfishness, it is much more subtle to not be indebted.

The so-called chaste love, in front of the tragic survival, is just a white Ping floating on the water - pretty and weak.

I already love these pretty flowers, but they can only live in the water, and I want to be with them all the way, but I can't live in the water.

If I drown, those pretty flowers will be stained, and they will be sad, right? I don't want them to cry and be embarrassed, I can only choose to leave my beloved.

- What a noble hypocrisy.

I've been uncomfortable for half my life, and I'm finally not happy. I want to have a dream, a dream that I have never seen these flowers. It doesn't matter, I just want to die with a clear conscience. Because of the end of the flowers, isn't it just Luomo?

- What a clear conscience of partiality.

It's not that love for oneself spans love for others, but for the vast majority of countless people, and the foundation is only to love oneself.

It's not that I haven't seen true love, but the true feelings in the mortal world are mixed with a lot of helplessness, unwillingness, and resentment. People are not likely to be out of touch with these feelings, and it is precisely these feelings that make love more real and full.

Where does love come from without hate, and how can good come from without evil?

This question is indeed the highest difficulty for me. She couldn't deny it, but it didn't mean that she wanted to approve of it.

There is almost nothing in this world, but her heart is always fascinated by chastity without impurities, including love.

She thinks it's funny, but compared to the so-called "Golden Stone Alliance, obsessed", the scale she seeks is as simple as a mountain spring, only by exploring, you will always be able to see it.

It's nothing more than the waste of time, the torment of will, and probably a little fate.

I thought I was very lucky, and in the consideration of life and death, she received that chastity and immaculate scale.

She thought that she was very pitiful, and in the eyes of life and death, the effect of this seeking seemed extremely absurd, and she was willing to never be able to receive the love she had promised in her life.

Only Chen Nan can live well. Even when "being alive" has become an expectation, those who are true and false, and those who are already confrontations, are too weak to win.

I'm being incredibly forgiving now, and I'm filling in the kindness of those considerations that would have made her disdainful.

She begged Chen Nan to be kind to him for the sake of his life.

Chen Nan didn't abandon him, his hands were still melting ice for me. If it weren't for the earthen branch that came out of my heart, I would have almost been unable to see the difference.

Throw it away. I couldn't make a sound, she was in her heart over and over again, as if Chen Nan could hear it, but even if he really heard it, he wouldn't do it.

Crying doesn't solve any doubts, but I can only cry today. The tears were salty, flowing into her mouth and pouring on her heart, so that she knew clearly that she was still alive, and she could not abandon it.

She tensed in the ice, imagining herself working as hard as she could out of joint.

Xue Shan was also exerting herself, she was half-kneeling on the ground, and the tearing sadness on her body made her think that she had been cut in half.

She turned her face sideways and watched as countless locust branches burst out of the sprinkling tower, trapping her inside. She vaguely remembered that these branches jumped up and down like a demon at the moment when she was supported.

The locust branch was drawn to Ah Shi and Chen Nan's bias division, Ah Shi fed back in real time, but he was entangled by the locust branch and couldn't get close to Xue Shan, and Chen Nan was injured by the branch because he wanted to protect me.

He used Benrao's figure as a shield, holding it tightly in front of me.

Xue Shan was a little stunned, she pulled the corners of her mouth as if she was laughing, but tears came out of her eyes first.

"Fang Shan, are you guarding me?" It doesn't seem like you're asking someone else, it's more like you're asking yourself.

The face in the image was blurred, and she vigorously remembered the image of Fang Shan.

When did it first start, and how long did it take?

She remembered the first time she saw him under the camellia tree, his face was red, he didn't say a word of rebuttal, and there was surprise, bewilderment, and a hint of resentment in his bright eyes.

A falling flower fell from after his death, and landed at his feet with a "snap". I don't know if this flower is in love with him, just to let him pick it up in his arms, so he embraces the dust with his liver and brain.

Fang Shan didn't pick up this fallen flower in the end, and he didn't even see it. Because he was pulled away by himself the next moment, the falling flowers in his arms were scattered all over the ground.

Do those flowers complain about themselves...... All she knew was that from that moment on, she had become a fallen flower.

She also wanted to be picked up by his slender hand and put it in his arms, with his taste, and it finally sank into the soil.

It's all bad fate. The evil fate that was abused by the falling flowers.

Xue Shan closed her eyes, looking back to the end, it was actually very obvious that this scene was very obvious, and even the details that she thought she had never minded were secretly engraved in her heart.

She only remembered the figure in white, and his clear eyes, she remembered his facial features, but she could no longer put them together all the way.

This is the person he has loved all his life, and now he is not in response to her love? He is recuperating to protect himself, but she can no longer remember his mind.

Her heart is in ruins, and so many years of hard work are like afterimages on duckweed, which disperse as soon as the wind blows.

Sprinkle is the locust branch that sprang out of the tower like silk, as if it was endless forever.

Fan Gedong and Mengshan almost erected a high wall made of tree branches, separating them alone.

The two of them had never seen a cloud of branches, like a stream of water, which could perhaps remove people.

Meng Shan Geng's long whip was almost useless, and it was very hard to tear apart a branch, so she simply became Fang Yuanfa's helper, helping him parry whether he jumped out to attack Rao Zhi, while Fang Yuanfa chopped the branch together.

They have to go out, Chen Nan doesn't know what life or death is, and I am still locked in ice, they are almost fish on the chopping board, and if they fall into the hands of Xue Shan or Ah Shi, they can only be divided by others.

Mengshan never thought that there would be such a moment, she was tired and half dead, but her mind was full of worries about the safety of a "love." She also didn't think that she was openly fighting side by side with an "enemy", but there was no fear in her heart.

She glanced at Fang Yuanfa, he was very tall, Ben Rao's head could only reach her shoulder, but for a long time, this side seemed to be bullied by herself, arguing with her, so she never thought that this side would be so sharp.

But now, she only thought that Fang Yuan's hair was very reliable and sharp.

His face was covered with sweat and soil, but he happened to be very embarrassed, but it looked very pleasant.

It's like, this piece of noodles is not spicy, so it's unlucky, why does she always look at him unpleasantly?

Forget it, maybe some people are inexplicably unpleasant, but what does it have to do with it? Give her the opportunity to "look" at him, and then look at people who are not pleasing to the eye, and there will always be a time when it will become pleasing to the eye.

Probably this kind of "unpleasant" is just another method used to let a piece of noodles enter Benrao's heart.

Ah Shi was also separated by the tree wall, and after the first chopping, he stopped moving.

The branches were layered on top of each other, almost covering them all. He stood quietly in the "cage" of the branches, watching the space around him become more and more.