Looking at Fang Qiong, who had easily cut a companion in two, all the zombies felt a chill. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chill from "fear".

This fear is not only the amazing strength shown at this moment for the person who was obviously powerless to fight back a moment ago, but also because of the peachwood sword in his hand.

The intricate and ancient carving, not like the dull color of peachwood, only a few feet long sword body, all of this makes this unsightly short sword look not like a peachwood sword that can be used in actual combat, but more like a handicraft made of sword shape made of unknown materials, but it is this short sword like a handicraft, so easily cut off a zombie with copper skin and iron bones, and even absorbs all the blood contaminated like a creature. There was an astonishing aura that almost suppressed the thick yin qi of the corpse raising ground, which made the three middle-level zombies standing far behind couldn't help but stiffen, and the low-level zombies who rushed up instinctively hesitated.

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, Fang Qiong suddenly pulled out a yellow talisman from his arms, pinched it in his hand and slammed the peachwood sword, the spell turned into a glimmer of light and disappeared into the sword body like Fang Jue had dealt with zombies before, but it did not disappear, but swam in the sword body like a swimming fish, between the halos lingering, the dull peach wood sword seemed to have become some kind of brilliant gem, Fang Qiong immediately raised his sword and slashed horizontally, only to see the faint light suddenly light up, and suddenly came out of the circulation, as if a long sword composed of light was formed between the swallows, A single sword directly cut off the entire corridor.

The arc light violently overwhelmed the plant glimmer on both walls of the corridor, filling the vision of all the zombies in an instant, and when the next moment of light did not go away, the three low-level zombies in front had all been cut in two, and Fang Qiong and Fang Jue were gone.

The remaining four low-level zombies looked at the four directions in confusion and blankness, and the three middle-level zombies in the back finally couldn't stay anymore, and immediately walked out with a calm face.

Looking at the corpses that were slowly flowing with dark red blood, the particularly thin zombie looked at the two companions, and his hoarse voice was a little muffled.

"Gather your companions right now."

The two zombies nodded immediately, then raised their heads and each let out a strange whistle, and the remaining four low-level zombies received some instructions and ran separately in several directions, and the three middle-level zombies paused slightly, and then got an echo and rushed out in one direction, only a hoarse and solemn word slowly drifted away in place.

“…… Unexpectedly, there were 'zombie Taoists' mixed in......"

The gloomy figure was gone away in an instant, and the complicated corridor that was still echoing with the sound of battle a moment ago immediately fell into silence, only the small flowers in brilliant bloom on the two walls quietly bloomed with a faint light, which also illuminated Fang Qiong's stunned face.

Obviously, they were standing in place and maintaining an attacking posture and never left for a single step, but the seven zombies actually talked to themselves and brushed straight past him and Fang Jue, and disappeared in an instant, and they had an expression of wanting to quickly find the two of them, as if they couldn't see the two of them who were close at hand.

What's the situation?

"Sister Jue, have you done anything?"

Fang Qiong looked back at Fang Jue in confusion, but saw that her face was pale and staggering and she was about to fall, Fang Qiong's face suddenly changed, and she rushed towards her sword, and as soon as she took the weak Fang Jue into the crook of her arm, she saw a bright and familiar light blue light suddenly enveloping her, and a figure immediately fluttered down, as if falling from the sky, and fell silently in front of them.

"Canghu?!" Fang Qiong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liu Yuanhua and Cang Yan who were following her lightly, then frowned and returned her gaze to the smiling Canghu, "Are you the ghost?" ”

"Don't say it so ugly, it's just a little tricky." Canghu smiled and shook the simple and unpretentious small mirror in his hand at him, "'Water Moon Heartless Mirror', you have seen it before, it can 'replace' a part of the space entirely, no one can detect it except for the people in the space, and it is very convenient to hide if you see the right time." ”

Canghu said very lightly, and her tone was the same as what she had introduced to Fang Qiong before, such as corpse raising places and zombies, but Fang Qiong caught a hint of a different meaning from her words, and her gaze became a little unfriendly.

“…… So, you've been watching us before? ”

Canghu didn't answer directly, just bent his eyes and smiled slightly, and said, "I'll talk about these things later." Little master, I think it's imperative to show me the eldest lady first. ”

"What?"

Fang Qiong didn't understand for a while, but he felt that Fang Jue, who was originally just leaning on his arm, was actually close to his arms at this time, and before his heart could beat faster, he almost stopped beating because of the abnormally cold body temperature he felt, and quickly tightened his arms and looked down, and saw Fang Jue closing his eyes and frowning, his face was covered with cold sweat, and there was a trace of strange green qi on his bloodless face.

"Sister Jue!"

In the anxious call, Canghu had already taken a step forward and raised his arm, Fang Qiong only felt a flower in front of him, and before he could figure out what was going on, his arms were already empty, but Canghu had already retreated, holding Fang Jue, who was unconscious no matter how he looked, lightly put his wrist on her wrist with one hand, and moved his brows slightly after touching his fingers for a moment.

"The eldest lady is not shallow......

Without waiting for Fang Qiong to say his worried inquiry, Canghu had already felt out a charm and dissolved, and a wisp of green smoke wrapped around Fang Jue to make her lie down at waist-high height, and then Canghu took out a few cinnabar yellow talismans with slightly different spells, and between the whispering in his mouth, a few charms turned into a cloud of green and white light between his hands, and the two colors of light were different from each other but incomparably harmoniously blended together, exuding an incomparably sacred aura.

Holding this strange light to Fang Jue's chest, the voice of Canghu's low chanting suddenly paused, and the light flowed down from between her fingers like a clear spring, and as soon as it touched Fang Jue, it spread along the surface of her body, and after a while, it wrapped her entirely, hazy as if covered with a strange veil, but the two-color light continued to flow slowly with the strange gestures of Canghu, and Fang Jue's face also flickered and dimmed.

Subconsciously swallowed back all the words that had reached his throat, Fang Qiong stood aside and watched with bated breath and staring without blinking, holding his fingers motionless, even feeling the stinging gaze of Liu Yuanhua next to him, he didn't pay attention to it at all.