Generally at such times, the calmer the swordsman, the more proof he is not far from coming to a conclusion. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Their lair must be around here, let's look for it. "The swordsman is very sure.

But here is overgrown with vegetation and sand, and it doesn't look like a place with caves.

"Or", the Dragon Prince rubbed his chin and came up with a new idea: "A place with a spiritual reaction will attract living creatures, as long as we follow them, it will not be difficult to find a hiding place for monsters." ”

Within a radius of a few kilometers, the blood is soaring, but anyone who has a little brain and wants to survive has already fled. Who would have the audacity to stay here.

"Instead of relying on others, we should rely on ourselves. "The swordsman made a decision. Since there are no creatures to use now, it is better to go out on your own.

It's just that the three of them have practiced spells for many years, and their perception of external objects has long changed from instinct and habit to relying on spells to judge.

The operation of spells comes from spiritual power, and all spiritual power will interfere with each other when it bursts. Therefore, it is more difficult for them to determine the location of the nest than ordinary people.

"Just calm down. The swordsman caught a glimpse of the bone elf's restlessness at a glance.

The flow of time seemed to stop for a moment, and in the depths of the grass, there were spiritual power fluctuations, which were forcibly suppressed by something, and only spread in a very small area.

It's not that it's not strong, but it's very good at hiding its own strength.

The swordsman suddenly opened his eyes and walked a few steps quickly: "It's here." ”

He bent down and brushed his fingers away from the knee-high flowers in front of him, and a tombstone-like thing appeared.

"Look!" the bone elf's expression couldn't help but be surprised, as if he had found something amazing, "There are no words on this tablet. ”

As a disciple of the Netherworld, one of the things I must do every day is to deal with the souls of the underworld. Since the time when Yan and Huang unified the human race and defeated Chiyou, so far, there has not been any existence in the Three Realms that has no inscription.

Because in this case, firstly, the living will have nothing to rely on and will not be able to mourn the dead, and secondly, the deceased will have no inscription to indicate their identity, and they will be nameless ghosts when they go underground.

"When you mention that, it's really weird here. "The swordsman doesn't know the usefulness of the inscription, and he can judge that this place is extraordinary based on common sense alone.

"I don't have time to think about it so much, let's go down and take a look first......" Before the Dragon Prince finished speaking, the whole person jumped and jumped into the dark hole behind the tombstone. The second half of the sentence was basically not heard clearly.

"Then let's go too!" The swordsman grabbed the bone elf who was still in a daze on the side, and jumped down.

The swordsman didn't know the seriousness of this, there was no handwriting on the inscription, there must be something more terrifying in it.

But it is difficult to ride a tiger, and the bone elves can only take a hard head to take a look.

At this moment, she regretted why she didn't go and find Xiaoyaosheng. The telekinesis of Buddhist disciples can reduce the damage of anger and resentment to Yuanyang to a certain extent.

At the bottom of the cave, there may be a spirit that can't even detain the soul chain.

The cold wind whistled through the sleeves of his coat, like a knife cut through the skin, but there was no blood.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, and the three of them rolled down with some rocks and clods of dirt.

The flying dust, which should have been earthy yellow, was completely discolored under the invasion of the dark night, and only the smell of choking was still familiar.

"Is this it?" the swordsman couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder when he saw that the Dragon Prince had been standing with his back to them for a while.

The Dragon Prince stood still like a sculpture, and the swordsman laughed: "Hey, Dragon Prince, are you scared stupid?"

He was still motionless, and the swordsman realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned his gaze for help to the bone elf.

At night, the vision will be poor, and the swordsman only saw a person who was about the same size as the Dragon Prince, so he stepped forward to talk. There's definitely something wrong with that!

The bone elf was bold and slapped the man on the back with a heavy palm.

Not only does it stand like a sculpture, but it also feels like a sculpture. The muscles all over his body were stiff, and at first glance, he had been dead for many days.......

The bone elf's eyes sank, no, he had been dead for many days, but the corpse showed no signs of decay and stench, that was in the past few hours.

Before the murderer had gone far, the bone elf pulled the swordsman and said, "Chase!"

At the three forks in the road, the bone elf also chose one casually based on his feelings. They are not familiar with the terrain here, and they must not act separately, otherwise if there is really any accident, it will not be alone!

The two of them didn't dare to stop and ran forward. The bone elf was so anxious that he forgot to explain the man's situation to the swordsman.

Therefore, when passing by the man, the swordsman couldn't control his curiosity and looked back.

Just one glance is enough to make the swordsman unforgettable for a lifetime.

It was a man, his whole face was as pale as dirt, and it was all bloody, and all his facial features were deeply sunk into it. The most exaggerated thing is that the body doesn't feel like the clothes that originally fit from behind are a whole circle bigger, because his body is shriveled and shriveled, as if all of them have been sucked dry.

The swordsman swallowed his spit, fortunately, all these years of wandering around, these things just made him feel a little awkward in his heart, and he really didn't do anything to him......

"Ahh

"What are you doing?" the bone elf looked at him in disgust and shook his body: "You stand up straight for me!"

The swordsman stared at the man with his eyes, and finally, he simply rubbed his eyes, "No, I saw ...... just now."

For a moment now, he clearly saw the corners of his mouth hooked on his dead face, revealing an evil smile. The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and his scalp tingled.

"Bone, bone!" the swordsman hesitated, not knowing whether to tell the bone elf about it.

If you don't say it, in case this is a key to the murderer. But what he said, he was not really sure whether it was true. After all, although I keep saying that I have seen it, the light here is dim, and I am nervous, maybe it is really an illusion and it is difficult to say!

"If it's okay, let's go!" The bone elf is determined to go inside to find out, I really can't understand a dead person, is it so terrifying?

She said she couldn't empathize.

The middle road of the three forks is the choice of the bone elves and the swordsman.

"Where did the Dragon Prince go?" the bone elf remembered the scene when the swordsman pounced on a dead man when he saw it, and suddenly felt a little funny.

"I don't know, it shouldn't be too far!" The swordsman's face turned slightly pale, ever since he saw the dead body standing there upright, and smiling at him, he had always had a strange look in his heart, unable to speak, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Also, the Dragon Prince only came in a few seconds before them, why is there no trace of him now?