A small town appeared two kilometers ahead, and the dilapidated houses and zombies roaming the streets made the sky look a little gloomy and depressing, and the heavy dead air forced Qian Zhenyan and Leng Feiyan to be in a bad mood.

Qian Zhenyan closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were clear, and with a wave of her hand, the nine-story fire tower volleyed away, and the Samadhi True Fire instantly burned the entire town into ashes, and countless zombies were wiped out, and even the screams were too late.

Looking at the world where there was nothing when a gust of wind blew, Leng Feiyan knew her heartache and secretly clenched her hand.

Three days later, the two arrived at Wutong City, which was only more than 2,000 meters away from Wufu Mountain, which was once one of the nine immortal cities in the Eastern Wilderness.

The streets are full of zombies and people fleeing for their lives, and the smell of blood flowing like streams on collapsed houses and wall tiles and on the ground is disgusting.

There are also monks who form a team to kill zombies, but zombies are not afraid of pain or death, but they are just culling and biting all over the streets, making most of the zombies in the entire fairy city with messy hair and red eyes, and the bloody corpses can be seen everywhere to get up and continue to bite, and the killing is far less fast than the flooding, so the rescue of the human race can be said to be minimal.

The rich corpse qi floated in the gloomy sky, and the Wutong City was as dark and dark as the darkness, and the cold wind that blew from time to time changed the scorching summer into a bleak late autumn, which made people worry when they looked at it.

"Let's rest here for the night," Leng Feiyan stood at the city gate and glanced at the long and scattered streets. He sighed.

Qian Zhenyan had this intention, and she was even wondering if she would take the opportunity to clean up this immortal city that could accommodate millions of living beings, but now there were less than 100,000 normal people left. But she soon realized that it was useless, even if she could burn all the zombies in this immortal city, it was impossible to guarantee that she would stay here forever, and once zombies from other places flowed into the city, the consequences would be just as disastrous.

So in the end, getting rid of zombies is only a palliative way to cure the root cause, unless you can get rid of the zombie leader Red Blood. Only then can the Blood Clan completely disappear into the Great Wilderness!

The two searched for inns along the long street, but found that there was a neat row of monks standing at the door of an inn in the busiest street, and the cultivators were all distracted. As long as a zombie approached, he would directly cut off his head, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and sure enough, the other zombies who were shocked did not dare to approach, so that the street was quite quiet.

However. They also soon discover that the inn is not just a way for zombies to enter. It also prevented the poor who did not have immortal crystals from entering, because they just asked casually, and they couldn't help but be stunned when they only asked for 10,000 immortal crystals for only one night in an upper room.

Seeing the hesitation in the eyes of the two, the enchanting proprietress smiled and said, "Guest officer, do you think it's very expensive?" But it's worth the money, you see. We've hired so many distracted monks to guard the entire inn, isn't that a lot of expense? This will ensure maximum peace of mind for your night's stay. Never bothered by anyone or monsters. And we're the only inn here that serves wine, meat, and food, and if you don't stay with me, you'll have to go to the street at night, and the streets are full of biting zombies, and none of the inns and restaurants can provide you with hot water and meals, you think about it. ”

Hearing this, he smiled coldly.

This proprietress is a thief who does business, and they all say that money is the best to make money in troubled times, and he has seen it today.

Qian Zhenyan glanced at him, took out some immortal crystals from the storage ring and put them in the storage bag, all of them rested on the counter and said, "There are 200,000 immortal crystals here, let's rent two upper rooms for ten days, if there is something to leave temporarily, I won't ask you for extra money, but the premise is that you must ensure that we are not disturbed by anyone, and also, we need a separate courtyard, and it is best that no one else lives!" ”

As soon as she heard the 200,000 immortal crystals, the proprietress immediately radiated a scorching essence in her eyes, and she hugged the storage bag into her arms, and her divine sense swept slightly to know that the number was correct, and she quickly put away her storage tools.

Qian Zhenyan noticed that her storage tool was actually a storage bracelet, and it was inevitable that she was a little surprised.

Looking at her cultivation again, she was actually just a monk in the god transformation stage, so why did she command those distracted monks at the door? Could it be that the boss here cultivates higher?

"Lao Hu, quick, take the two distinguished guests to the southernmost courtyard of the 'Qiuxia Residence' to live, two upper rooms." The proprietress who put away the fairy crystal smiled and called out a middle-aged junior, with a full face and beard, a big face and a round waist, and he was very burly.

But when he saw this old Hu walking quickly, he frowned and asked, "Qiu Xiaju?" Isn't it forbidden to live there? Aren't you afraid that he will be angry? ”

"Afraid of what? He hasn't been back for more than three years, will he ever come back? The glamorous proprietress rolled her eyes, and her sharp voice directly extinguished Lao Hu's question, so he had to shut up and walk towards the back hall with Qianzhenyan and the others.

After passing through the dark and narrow passageway, the square courtyard and courtyard, and passing through an apricot forest, a small courtyard can be seen in the distance in a blooming peach forest, which is a little surprising.

"These peach blossoms actually use mana to keep the flowers blooming." When passing through the three-zhang peach forest, Leng Feiyan was surprised.

Seeing that they had some eyes, Lao Hu, who led the way in front, said proudly, "The guest officer has good eyesight, isn't this peach forest our master using mana to keep the flowers blooming?" Every year, it's beautiful, this 'Luoxia Courtyard' is also named after this, originally not allowed outsiders to live, but the owner went out to run errands for several years and didn't come back, and it was empty, otherwise you wouldn't be able to live in such a good yard. ”

Hearing this, Qian Zhenyan's heart moved, "Old Hu, isn't your master very powerful?" ”

The completely unguarded old man smiled and said, "Of course, who is our master, that is the famous red ......," suddenly stopped talking, glanced at the two of them vigilantly, closed his mouth and said no more.

Hearing him say the word "red", Leng Feiyan and Qian Zhenyan immediately glanced at each other, and suddenly remembered a person - red blood.

They have already received the news that Red Blood is not dead, although it is a very unbelievable thing for him to come back from the dead, but there are no surprises in the world, not to mention that his physique is different from that of humans, demons, and demons, strictly speaking, he belongs to an evolved race, and there may be a way to be reborn.

Before, Qian Zhenyan was only a little suspicious of this inn, but he didn't think about the red blood, now think about it carefully, if it weren't for the red blood, who could continue to open a restaurant in Wutong City, which has been covered with zombies, and earn sky-high fairy crystals? There are also more than 20 distraction monks at the door, although they have not turned into zombies, they are not necessarily willing to be slaves because of money, unless the owner of the inn is too strong for them to resist, so they can only obediently act as watchdogs. (To be continued.) )