There was a deep reflection in the black eyes, and the soldier felt chills when he looked at those eyes, which was a kind of cold that penetrated the bottom of his heart, and people couldn't help but feel cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The four soldiers hurriedly ran towards the door, and the silver-faced man did not chase him, but stood with his hands in his hands, and pulled out a flute from the belt he carried with him.

A melodious music sounded, and the music turned into a cloud of smoke and chased after the group of soldiers.

Four soldiers were running rapidly in the forest, and Tang Yuan jumped at great speed in the sky above the forest.

"That masked man's eyes are terrifying." Even now, the soldier shuddered at the thought of that look.

"I shouldn't be able to catch up." The soldier held on to the trunk of the tree, gasping for air.

"It's like there's the sound of music." One soldier looked up alarmedly.

"I remember the man had a flute pinned to his waist, so he couldn't have caught up."

"Run." The four soldiers pulled each other and ran quickly.

Several people had crossed a dense forest, and finally collapsed from exhaustion and sat down in the snow.

"I feel like my ass is a little flustered." A soldier put his hand in the snow and pulled out a long bone. "Dead man's bones!"

The soldier immediately stood up and quickly slashed down, and a cleanly eaten corpse appeared in front of the soldier's eyes.

"Look there's a grave there." The soldier's tone was a little frightened, and half of the grave appeared in front of everyone.

A few soldiers looked at the road they had come, and countless small graves loomed on the side of the road.

It was supposed to be a mass grave, so the graves were small, and the snow was too thick to cover the grave, so they didn't notice it.

"It's weird here." A soldier stood up in disgust.

The faint sound of music fluttered in the air again, and the four soldiers were like facing a great enemy.

And the real horror is not only that, skeletons slowly crawl out of the graves around them.

"Xuanhu." Tang Yuan stood on the trunk of the tree, holding his chin in his hand, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes.

The sound of the flute slowly became excited, and the skeleton corpses around them quickly rushed towards the four soldiers, and in the blink of an eye, the four soldiers were torn to pieces.

"It's too cruel." The blood splattered onto the trees.

The group of skeletons did not eat the four soldiers, and after tearing them apart, they did not dare to make any other movements.

A crisp sound of footsteps sounded from afar, leaving a trail of footprints on the snow.

The sound of the flute was getting closer and closer to him, and Tang Yuan's hand slowly clenched into a fist, thinking about whether to make a move now.

Forget it, let's take a look at the situation first, the sunrise of a hundred ghosts, this kind of scene is not something that can be seen all the time.

"It's so torn, how can I bite it." The silver-faced man's tone was a little lost, his fingers were gently hooked, and a piece of corpse flesh flew to his mouth

"This meat is really unpalatable, the apprentice is dead, and the Meng family won't even give a piece of good meat." The silver-faced man sighed, and although he was very disgusted, he still ate the flesh of those people one bite at a time.

Tang Yuan looked down at his watch, it had been thirty minutes, although it was not good to disturb others to eat, but this guy had eaten long enough.

An ice gun solidified in his hand and threw it at the silver-faced man.

"The cost of disturbing my meal is very serious." The silver-faced man dodged sideways with the ice sword.

"You've been eating for too long, I need to urge you to speed up." The wind blows the hair in front of the rice ball's forehead, and the delicate cheeks make people can't take their eyes off.

"The murderer of my apprentice is here." The silver-faced man threw away the food in his hand, and there was a hint of calculation in his eyes. "I saw you dead last time, and you can come back alive, I heard that you are very powerful now."

"I'll come back to send you to hell."

"Hehe, the last thing I am afraid of is death, death is just a new life in my eyes, if it weren't for the fact that your body was too badly damaged, you would have been a living corpse in my hands now." The corners of the man's lips curled into a sinister smile.

The hand quickly put the flute to his lips, and the skeletons around him became more hideous, and rushed towards the tree where the rice balls were.

Tang Yuan was lucky with a long sword in his hand, and quickly gave a knife to the skeleton that was close to him, and the skeleton was cut off and continued to attack Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan tiptoed a little and jumped towards the nearest tree.

Throwing the ice sword into the air, a cold current surged, and countless ice swords flew out of the air, directly nailing those skeletons to the earth.

Tang Yuan jumped down from the tree, her long hair gently raised in the wind, she was like a grim reaper from hell, approaching the man step by step.

"The strength is extraordinary." The corners of the silver-faced man's lips curled into a strange smile. The hand behind his back was gently lifted upward, and the ice sword behind Tang Yuan slowly soared.

I don't know what kind of expression Tang Yuan will have when he is pierced through his heart by his own ice sword ten thousand swords.

The ice sword had already attacked Tang Yuan at great speed, and in the next second, Tang Yuan was on tiptoe, his body flashed behind the silver-faced man, and he grabbed the silver-faced man's body, and countless ice swords pierced into the silver-faced man's body.

"You think you're going to kill me." The corners of the silver-faced man's lips curled into a contemptuous smile.

"You're right, death is not the end, it's the beginning." Tang Yuan leaned softly against the silver-faced man's head.

"Good learning."

In the next second, Tang Yuan felt that his arm was pierced by an ice sword.

Instinctively, he took a few steps back, closing the distance between himself and the masked man.

"I'm not that easy to kill." The silver-faced man pulled out the ice swords one by one and threw them aside at random.

"It's not dead yet."

"Only living corpses can live longer in this world, I am proficient in witchcraft, do you think I will expose myself to danger?" The silver-faced man slowly approached the rice balls.

"Looks like you've made yourself a living corpse." Tang Yuan took a step back, an ice short sword solidified in his hand, ready for hand-to-hand combat.

"Don't be afraid." The man's smile was a little weird, and his hand quickly attacked Tang Yuan, and Tang Yuan stabbed the silver-faced man with a dagger.

The silver-faced man's hand was pierced with a dagger, but there was not a trace of blood, and when he looked at the wounds on his body, his chest was penetrated, but there was not a trace of blood.

"I'm not afraid, and it's not the first time I've dealt with a living corpse." In the next second, countless ice daggers flew in the sky, and every second could cut the person in front of them into shreds.

"I told you that death is just the beginning." Before he could finish speaking, countless daggers shot through his body.

"I'm gone, and there will be more terrible people looking for you, and you'll never be able to escape." The silver-faced man looked up to the sky and smiled, his body already pierced by the daggers around him.

"Before you die, I think it's necessary for me to look at your face." Tang Yuan shook his hand, a smile appeared in his eyes, and a gust of wind and frost lifted the mask of the silver-faced man.