Northern Cham Capital City, General's Mansion (200 years ago):

A huge Tai Chi pattern hangs on the wall of the study, showing the master's connection to Taoism. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The soldier entered the room with two scimitars in his hand. Soluwen held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, the knife edge was sharp and the curvature was moderate, but it still needed to be tested in actual combat.

The general pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, waved it with both hands, and played with his sword skills in this small study.

Swirl like a lack of moon, fall like stars. The arc of the knife is circled, and it is the circle of Taiji.

Suo Lu Wen put away the knife with satisfaction, turned to his subordinates and said: "Build this kind of scimitar in batches, and be sure to let the generals and soldiers in the army have one before the autumn." ”

The soldier had just been ordered to withdraw. The general's wife then walked into the study.

"Yu'er?"

"You've been back to the city for more than a month, and you haven't seen each other, and I have to come to see you. Did you really put up the general's shelf in front of me? ”

"The Yan State has continued to invade Northern Zhan, and since the war, we have been empty of national strength. But the country has been raising troops for so many years, and it is already ready to move. The spies found that the Yan army had begun to move to the border of Northern Zhan, and when the autumn season came, the war would break out. I live in my study to facilitate my deliberations, and I am really forced to do so. ”

"You yourself are obviously from the Yan country, and I have always been curious about why you care so much about the affairs of the Northern Zhan state. is obviously indifferent to fame and fortune, but he is willing to accept the gift. ”

"Because this is your hometown......"

As soon as the words fell, a layer of frost immediately appeared on the woman's delicate red face.

"My hometown? Have you really forgotten that I'm from the same country as you? I wonder if you were the one who saved me back then! ”

Suo Luwen slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the peach blossom pattern: "This scar that has been bitten by you is destined to connect the fate of you and me." ”

"I'm afraid that what you remember now is the person who embroidered peach blossoms for you and helped you cover your ugly scars." The general's wife turned around angrily and strode towards the door, "This is her hometown!" ”

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Suzaku Palace:

The corpse poison turned into an evil spirit, and the black aura swirled around Yuan Xing's body. Facing the red-eyed zombie that came from the fire, I saw him flip his hand and make a seal!

"Water Spell Seal: Cold Wave Freezing Rain!"

The moment Yuan Xing came out of his palm, the temperature around him dropped sharply, the cold wind suddenly rose, and the indoor fire suddenly subsided a lot.

He slapped the zombie on the right shoulder. The curse mark appeared, and the zombie's body not only extinguished the flames, but also slowly froze into ice centered on the right shoulder.

The red-eyed zombie struggled backwards until it completely turned into an ice sculpture. Even those fiery red eyes were faded by the frost.

The power of the sigil is not yet complete. After the seal floating on the zombie's shoulder took shape, it began to expand into smoke and slowly float to the roof of the chamber.

A blue chill with mana gathered at the top of the tomb, and the chaos swirled like a tornado. Finally, it was dispersed and turned into rain.

When the glittering water droplets collide with the objects inside, they freeze immediately, forming a smooth, transparent layer of ice. Indoor fires, where there is nowhere to start, are extinguished one by one.

Yuan Xing extinguished the fire, leaving the tomb in darkness. There was a sense of panic in his mind, and he always felt that he had overlooked something.

A scream shattered the newfound silence in the tomb. Freezing raindrops on Su Wuqian's coat, the woman's skin and clothes instantly melted together, and the pain of frostbite covered the burn marks, which was even more painful.

Beneath the ice, the source of evil reignited, and the zombies' eyes regained their red glow.

Yuan Xing hurriedly took out the fire fold, wrapped it around the upper end of the flame with his palm, and formed a fire curse mark driven by mana. He then pushed the fire seal to the top of the chamber and took a light source.

Flames have always been the best way to deal with zombies. But now there is a red-eyed zombie who is not only not afraid of flames, but also lives on fire.

The monster twisted its neck, and there was a crackling sound of breaking ice.

Yuan Xing used the water system spell to overcome it, and there was nothing wrong with it. It's just that there is no rune paper by his side at the moment, and the spell seal technique is not Yuan Xing's forte, so it will inevitably be discounted when it is used. In the face of zombies that also have evil powers, Yuan Xing has no understanding of it, and is afraid that he will not be able to take advantage of it.

With a bang, the ice outside the red-eyed zombie completely shattered, and it had come out of its trap.

Yuan Xing raised his head suddenly, retracted his gaze at Su Wuqian, and looked squarely at the red-eyed zombie rushing towards him. There was a slight confusion in his eyes. Yuan Xing knew that he wanted to save people, but he couldn't find that sense of urgency in his heart.

If you are distracted now, you will be seized by the zombies to fight back, and you will eventually fall short. But if it is not saved and delayed, Su Wuqian will freeze and die.

Damn it!

Just as Yuan Xing hesitated, the zombie had already crossed his fortified distance. Yuan Xing couldn't wait any longer, so he had to divide his hands and seal each other.

"Ice Spell, One Reprint, Ice Tower!"

A square mark appeared in his left hand, and he slammed it into the ground. The spell activated at the feet of the red-eyed zombie, and a towering pillar of snow burst out. But it's still a step too late, and the zombies have accelerated past the print!

Not to be outdone, this monster imitated the appearance of Yuan Xing before, and it turned out to be a seal with both hands, and it came with a palm!

What the!? Can it spell the Seal Spell too?

Yuan Xing was shocked in his heart, but he still didn't dare to slow down the movements in his hands. A triangular imprint attached to Yuan Xing's right hand palm turned.

"Ice Spell, Two Reprints, Ice Pick Thorn!"

A long ice pick protrudes forward from the triangular mark, and Yuan Xing pushes the icicle to stab the red-eyed zombie.

The zombie's right hand confronted Yuan Xing in the same pose, but there was nothing in the palm of his hand. The flames that could devour all things still erupted from the monster's mouth.

"Ice Spell, Triple Reprint, Ice Armor!

The imprint appeared on his body, and Yuan Xing was suddenly wrapped in ice armor. He boldly stood up to the flames and did not retreat in the slightest.

In the midst of a long roar, Yuan Xing simply pierced the ice pick through the monster's soft abdomen. All that flowed down the wound was a black liquid.

Instead of getting angry, the wounded red-eyed zombie cracked the corners of its mouth.

Laughed again...... Yuan Xing had never seen a zombie with such a rich expression. Why does this guy have a stronger sense of autonomy than the average zombie?

Zombies are impaled in the belly, but they don't die at all. At the same time as Yuan Xing cast the seal, the red-eyed zombie clasped his hands together and slapped on both sides of Yuan Xing's skull.

When Wang Yuanxing encountered those black-bodied zombies before, as long as he touched the other party's body, the corpse qi would be sucked away by Yuanxing. But now the situation is reversed, the red-eyed zombie is indeed different, it presses the head of Yuan Xing, causing the evil spirit transformed in Yuan Xing's body to be withdrawn from the body again!

Wang Yuanxing's mana subsided, and the ice on the surrounding stone walls melted rapidly. Su Wuqian, who was originally frozen and stiffened by half of her body, was given a chance to come to life because of this.

The zombies continued to absorb the evil spirits of the Yuan Xing, and their red eyes began to turn red and purple. Before Yuan Xing ran out of energy, he was still desperately preparing tricks and sealing out.

"Thunder Curse Seal: Serpentine Electric!"

The serpentine thunderbolt wrapped around Yuanxing's arm, converging on the plane of the palm and striking the zombie's chest with the palm. Both of them were struck by lightning, and their bodies were shocked! The power of thunder and lightning penetrates the corpse, burning its limbs and scorching its heart and lungs, and the qi of heaven and earth that contains it seems to have the effect of driving away evil poison.

The red-eyed zombie is overwhelmed by the power of thunder and lightning, and lets out a creepy scream. In all the pain, the monster threw Yuan Xing out and smashed it into the birdwing humanoid stone statue.

The stone statue that was originally facing the mural on the west side was struck by the Yuan Star and turned to the north. The roar of the mechanism echoing through the walls of the tomb.

Rows of arrowheads, peeking out of holes in the rock wall to the north. The red-eyed zombie looked at the arrow wall and looked stunned as it retreated.

But the crossbow didn't leave anyone any room to breathe, and for a while, thousands of arrows were fired, and the intensity was so dense that the red-eyed zombie was not human.

At this time, Su Wuqian couldn't struggle to get up, and Wang Yuanxing cast a spell seal again! I saw him walking through quickly, and before the arrow arrived, he used his body to protect the woman's body, and the white light in his hand flashed.

"Waterwalking Spell Seal: Transfiguration Spell!"

The ice and snow pillar standing in the tomb failed to trap the red-eyed zombie before, but now it has another use. The pure white body suddenly gave birth to its head and feet, like a huge snow monster lying behind Yuan Xing, blocking the arrows that shot and killed the two of them.

But it's a little bit of a sparse thing. However, a sharp arrow flew through the gap between the snow monster's armpits, and the snow monster found that something was wrong and hurriedly reached out to block it, but the rapid power of the arrow pierced through the ice arm, and penetrated through the shoulder armor of Fang Yuanxing behind!

"Uhh

Yuan Xing was injured and screamed, and instantly fell on Su Wuqian's body. But fortunately, the mechanism has stopped, and it seems that the bow and arrow have been projected. The other side of the tomb has been shot into a hedgehog, and the holes are devastated.

Looking at Yuan Xing, who was desperately protecting in front of him, Su Wuqian's eyes were ruddy. She felt Yuan Xing's body shake, heard his moans of pain, and touched her hand to his back, feeling a burst of warm blood soak Yuan Xing's clothes.

"Yuan Xing! How are you?! ”

Su Wuqian stared at the man's eyes with concern, and she reached out to support Yuan Xing's gradually lowered head, trying to find a sense of security in his eyes.

Wang Yuanxing's back was pierced by arrows, and his chest and back muscles could not expand normally, so he only felt unbearable pain.

"I ...... Obstructed breathing...... Arrows...... Unplug it out ......"

When Su Wuqian heard this, she had to maintain this posture, wrapped her hands behind Yuan Xing, and held the half of the arrow that was exposed.

"The wound is deep! Draw the arrow rashly, and you will bleed! ”

"Hands-on ......"

Su Wuqian was helpless, so she had to grit her teeth and exert force, and suddenly pulled the arrow out of Yuan Xing's body.

"Uhh Then another scream followed.

Su Wuqian pressed the wound on Yuan Xing's back with one hand, and just wanted to throw away the arrow with the other hand, but the man grabbed his wrist!

What Yuan Xing cares about is the arrow of that sharp arrow!

The red triangular arrows weren't colored by blood. The texture is not metal at all, but a piece of red stone. The arrows have cloud-like lines on them, consistent with the arrows on the bowstring in the mural. Originally, Yuan Xing guessed that such a simple mural must have its intention to deliberately depict the lines on the arrow.

It turns out that the answer is here, the red moire arrow is the heart of the quail fire!