Chapter Seventy-Six: Work Hard, Boy

"This ticket is beautiful!" Lei Jun sat on the ground, with a happy smile on his face, and took out the wine to drink.

Lin Fan also sat down after he was busy, and at this time, a disciple had already handed over beef jerky and wine.

Lin Fan was not polite, and took it and ate and drank.

The other disciples were not as relaxed and leisurely as the two of them, and seeing that the four disciples had their brains all taken out, and their deaths were tragic, they were all sad.

They knew in their hearts that they couldn't compare with Lin Fan and Lei Jun, and if there was another wave of bronze armored corpses, it was estimated that they would also die tragically like those four disciples.

At this time, they were depressed, some were gulping down and wanted to anesthetize themselves with alcohol, and some were silent, with depressed faces and gloomy expressions.

At this time, Lei Jun also said excitedly, "Lin Fan, this ticket is still not enjoyable, take a break and speed up to the Eagle Sorrow Stream, and then make a bigger ticket to be cool,"

When the fourteen disciples heard this, they looked at Lei Jun, and when they saw Lei Jun looking like they had been beaten with chicken blood, they all wanted to slap him to death.

Lin Fan didn't want to see any brothers sacrifice again, so when he saw this, he walked over and said, "Brothers, do you want to continue?"

A group of fourteen people remained silent, visibly hesitant.

Lei Jun looked at it, frowned, and said, "You guys go back, Lin Fan and I will have to do a big deal in a while, and you will go to death if you follow." ”

Lin Fan said, "Brothers, today's harvest is not small, but the bronze armor corpse is too terrifying, if you want to go back, take the zombie head back and return to your life." ”

After that, Lin Fan turned over and got on the horse, and Lei Jun also got on the horse, but when the two of them slapped their horses forward and walked about a hundred meters away, fourteen disciples followed.

They can go back and resume their lives, but after they are resumed, they don't have to go out of the city to kill zombies, they also have to face the cruelty of the Black Tiger Gang, and they still have a chance to survive with Lin Fan, if they don't follow, it will be a death.

Born in this troubled world, no one can live in peace,

If you don't practice martial arts, you may lose your life at any time,

If you practice martial arts, you must keep getting stronger, keep rushing forward, and keep taking risks.

In this world, being alive is actually a kind of luck.

On the way to the Eagle Sorrowful Stream, I met the bronze armor corpse again,

Fortunately, this time, it was only two ends, Lin Fan and Lei Jun took the initiative to attack, killed one, ran away the other, and finally did not hurt anyone.

But it also made the fourteen disciples frightened.

Lin Fan got another 53 corpse qi, no problem.

Fortunately, I went all the way to the Eagle Sorrow Stream, and I didn't encounter the bronze armor corpse again.

The eagle is sorrowful, a glimmer of sky.

A group of people and horses stood on a high place at the entrance of the Eagle Sorrow Stream, looking at the deep mountain stream,

I saw the cliff towering, the stream is 100 meters deep, the fog is heavy, the smoke is sometimes gray and black, sometimes purple, sometimes purple and red, I don't know if it is the reason for the light, or there is something else strange, in short, the cloud covers the fog, the line of sight can not penetrate, what can be seen is dozens of meters away,

Don't say it's in the stream, all around, as far as the eye can see, there is not a single bird, not even a tree grows, and there seems to be no living thing within a radius of several miles.

The group was stunned.

The radical and brave Lei Jun was also silent at this time, and there was no urge to enter the stream.

Suddenly, a voice came from the stream, the sound was faint, it seemed to be nothing, I couldn't hear what the sound was, it was not a human or a beast, it looked like a ghost or a ghost, it looked like a demon and it was not a demon, and it didn't look like a zombie was calling, it was very mysterious, weird, although it was not poignant, but it inexplicably made people palpitate, but it would make people have an urge to get closer and find out.

"I didn't come in vain today, at least I saw the legendary Eagle Sorrow Stream," Lin Fan was stimulated by the voice, and his scalp was numb, and he said, "Let's go, let's go." Get out of here,"

He felt that if he didn't leave, the group might rush into the stream uncontrollably.

Everyone turned and rode away, and as if they were all patting their horses as fast as they could, even the horses under their seats seemed to feel a certain uneasiness and quickened their running.

Because the eagle stream was far away from the city, when they arrived at a distance of a thousand meters from the city, the sky was getting late, and the curtain was hanging in all directions.

"Hurry up, try to get back to the city before it gets completely dark," Lin Fan ordered,

Although everyone was tired at this time, they didn't dare to be careless at all, and they still kept beating the horses in a hurry.

Only Lei Jun, quite disdainful, embellished behind,

Suddenly, he let out a strange cry, "There are ghosts." ”

When everyone turned their heads in shock, he let out a loud laugh again, "Ahahahaha...... Why are you afraid of being like that, are ghosts more terrible than bronze armored corpses......"

Everyone looked at the back, but instead of relaxing, the expressions on their faces became even more nervous.

Lei Jun was taken aback, shrugged his shoulders and said, "What else are you looking at?" I'm joking, there are no ghosts, and some ghosts are also scared away by me, hahahaha......"

Everyone was still looking behind them, their faces solemn and not relieved at all.

Lei Jun felt that something was wrong at this time, and hurriedly looked back,

If you don't look at it, it's enough, and when you look at it, your scalp is also a glance.

A thin old man, dressed in a black robe, wearing a pointed hat, holding a cane, carved on the crutches are several skulls,

His face was withered, gloomy, and his eyes stared at them fiercely and resentfully.

This is not terrible, what is terrible is that the old man's body, rising from the ground, is in a state of hanging cross-legged,

Anyway, in Lin Fan's eyes, this old man is either a ghost manifestation, or an immortal in the sky,

But the latter is obviously unlikely, otherwise the image of the immortal is too subversive of the three views.

Lei Jun's body shrank, although he was scared, he still wanted to be strong, and then he yelled at the old man, "Tema, are you a human or a ghost, what do you want to do sneaky?"

The old man smiled deeply, the laughter was very ugly, making people's scalp tingle, "Jiji, I'm looking for talents, young man, you are very good, I am very optimistic about you, work hard, young man......"

Hearing this, Lin Fan's heart jumped.

In the same way, when he was in Sanmiao Village, the evil cultivator told him.

Lin Fan subconsciously felt that this old man was not a ghost, but a ...... Cult cultivators.

At this time, he looked at the void at the old man's feet, adjusted his luck and blood, and tried his strength to penetrate his eyes, but he saw nothing.

"Yes, Lao Tzu will work hard, work hard to improve himself, and then come to kill you!!" Lei Jun calmed down, plucked up courage, and shouted at the old man.

"Boom...... Very well, then I'll wait for you to kill me. The old man said, his gaze crossed Lei Jun and looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was stared at by the old man, and his heart jumped suddenly.

Nimei, what do you think I'm doing?

Lin Fan beat a drum in his heart, but he didn't speak.

The old man's gaze fell on Lin Fan as if he was frozen, and he stopped speaking at this time.

The old man's behavior made Lin Fan's heart furious. He waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go." Get back to the city as soon as possible. ”

After that, he galloped and never looked back.

Lin Fan realized that the old man of the Yin Owl was not Yukong, otherwise they would have died a long time ago.

The old man's control, or rather the one who carried him, was a powerful ghost,

That ghost can hide from his eyes, naturally it is very strong, and the level will not be lower than the fierce,

To be able to control such a ghost, there is naturally a very powerful means.