His laughter was a little crazy, a little arrogant, and even a little resentful!

The eyes under the black mask were terrifying, and his gaze was fixed on the continuous palaces in the castle......

The castle is so magnificent, each scenery is different, and the layout is extremely ingenious! But there was not the slightest nostalgia and appreciation in the eyes of this son, and he only heard him coldly order: "Burn this castle!" Leave no tiles behind! ”

The black-clothed soldier was surprised, what a pity it was for such a magnificent castle to burn!

Surprise is surprise, their leader ordered that even if there is a mountain of gold and silver in front of them, they will burn it according to the order!

After a while, fires broke out in all corners of the castle, and the fire grew bigger and bigger......

The billowing smoke, the sound of the flames, the sound of the ruins, and the dark laughter of the man in black made the scene of murder and arson......

The thousand-year-old castle has been engulfed in flames, and the fire is getting stronger and stronger, why didn't the sleeping Mu Shaotian be awakened!

It's a pity for this long and beautiful castle......

The castle was already in flames, and the base of the towering zombie tower was spreading a raging fire, and the flames were soaring high and burning upwards......

A black-clothed soldier handed over a gold medal to the boy on horseback, which was picked up from the zombie pile, and it was Fan Tong's fallen corpse king token.

The boy took the gold medal, and after looking at it carefully, his eyes were full of disdain and disdain: "What about the corpse king, your corpse realm is about to become my territory!" ”

"Withdraw!" When the boy was leaving, he looked at the raging fire with hatred and smiled contemptuously.

In a moment, the brigade walked cleanly, and only the skyrocketing fire on the grassland continued to burn......

Thick smoke filled the air, and Ziying looked down from the top floor of the zombie tower, and below was a sea of scorching fire. She leaned on the window and regretted: "Mu Shaotian, your castle is gone, why didn't you show up?" Are you really as Fan Tong said, dormant forever? I don't believe it, you're the best at deceiving, I don't believe you're dormant forever......"

By the end, tears had blurred his eyes. Actually, she believes it, because she understands the temper of this zombie, and he is not a person who can swallow his anger, unless he is 'dead'!

Now his thousand-year-old nest has come to naught, but he is indifferent, there is only one answer, that is, he is either dormant or cultivating!

Normal Mu Shaotian will not cultivate, let alone sleep, so the answer is that Mu Shaotian has an accident!

As the fire progressed, the zombie tower crumbled, and Ziying ran out of the zombie tower, jumped out of the top of the tower, and slashed a half-arc in the air......

She jumped from the top of the towering zombie tower, rolled off the castle wall in a row, and rolled into a nearby stream.

She soaked in the creek for an hour, and when she was hydrated, she regained her strength.

When she walked out of the stream, she was covered in mud and abrasions, and she was miserable!

Ziying looked back at the castle in the fire, refusing to leave for a long time. In the firelight, she seemed to see the cute and pitiful faces of the little zombies......

This face will never be seen again......

Ziying was worried that her mother and Yao Liangyu would encounter the black-clothed corpse killing team, so she rushed to Jubao Villa day and night.

On the way back, she saw that many villages were burning corpses, and it turned out that blood-sucking monsters were infesting and killing many people on a daily basis.

The villagers told Ziying that there was a team in black that was looking for vampire monsters, and once they found vampire monsters, they would send out signal flares, and the corpse killing team would be able to destroy the vampire monsters in no time!

The flares were assigned to the black-clad team, and each settlement was given two or three flares.

Ziying was even more worried, and only hoped that her mother and Yao Liangyu would not run into this team.

There are still two days to go before the kingdom of the mighty gods, and it is already dark at this moment, and it is time for the blood-sucking monsters and corpse-killing teams to move.

Ziying stopped, there was a camp in front of her, and a group of men in black surrounded by the campfire. The men in black seemed to be watching something, and cheers were heard from time to time.

Ziying didn't want to have anything to do with this team, so she rode away. As soon as she turned the horse's head, a woman's terrible scolding voice came from the black-clothed crowd: "You brutes! Come to a sticky end! ”

In the black-clothed crowd, some people shouted for pleasure and called another person to ......

Tell what's going on as soon as you hear it! Ziying was indignant, so she abandoned Ma Shi and flew to a tree near the camp, and sure enough, she saw a group of beasts gang-raping a woman......

This so-called corpse killing team fighting for the peace of mankind is so filthy! Ziying was filled with indignation, and was about to draw her sword out of the sheath to slaughter this group of beasts, when a bright sword flew in the distance and shuttled in front of her, flew into the black-clothed crowd, and pierced the beast riding on the woman!

Immediately the beast stumbled and fell to the ground......

Childe's sword!

Childe is back!

The black-clothed onlookers immediately panicked, scattered in shock, stood in two rows, and bowed their heads to welcome the arrival.

Ziying saw this sword with flickering cold light, and wondered, "Is it the purple sword?" ”

This sword is a bit like a purple sword, but it doesn't quite look like a purple sword. Because the hilt of the purple sword is engraved with the carving of the dragon and phoenix, and the hilt of this sword is engraved with a strange pattern!

The speed of the sword was so fast that Ziying could only see a rough outline, and she didn't know what the strange pattern on the hilt looked like.

After killing the sword, it turned back and landed in the hands of a black-clothed boy on horseback in the distance.

"This person looks like Mo Liuzhi, but not like Mo Liuzhi, who is he?" Ziying felt that the figure of the visitor was quite similar to Mo Liuzhi, but his gaze was gloomy and indescribably weird, not at all like the majestic and confident Mo Liuzhi!

As the boy approached, the breathing of the soldiers on both sides became more and more cramped, his legs and feet trembled a little, and the horror condensed in his eyes.

The raped woman crawled up in prostration, clutching her torn clothes and weeping......

Da, da, da......

The sound of leisurely horses' hooves approached, and finally stopped in the middle of the two rows of soldiers.

It seems that everything is still and the air is solidifying...

The boy's cold gaze swept over the two rows of soldiers, and after a few seconds, he threw the sword in his hand to the woman: "Give you a chance to take revenge, kill whoever you want!" ”

The soldier took a step back in fear, and then knelt down in unison and begged for forgiveness. They know that Childe's sword will kill people when it strikes, or make the corpse melt!

The woman clutched her sword, and her resentful gaze fell on the three soldiers who had raped her......

The three soldiers were frightened and hurriedly kowtowed to her and begged for mercy.

"Die!" The woman clutched the sword in both hands, ignoring the bare breasts under her tattered clothes, and she pushed her sword out with all her might, plunging it into the abdomen of a man dressed in black......

The men in black exclaimed, "Childe! ”

At first glance, the woman was stabbing her son, who was facing away from her!