Chapter 107: The Land of Hill City

"Ah~"

But at this moment, another scream sounded, right in front of me, in the Dazhu Village not far away.

Xizhu's flawed deceptive trick was finally exposed, it was not a dream, everything was true, and at this time, his hand was finally removed from front of his eyes by Xu Wen tremblingly.

There was another slight sound of footsteps behind them, and Xizhu slowly turned his head, and it turned out that the man who looked like a nightmare was still following behind the two.

"Why...... Why?"

Xizhu roared loudly, his fists clenched together.

"Have you figured it out?"

The man still spoke calmly, as if he was indifferent to the bloody and cruel picture in front of him.

"I ...... Come with you!"

Suddenly, Xizhu after the madness began to gradually calm down, and even his tightly clenched fists had slowly loosened, and his tone began to become a little numb and helpless, or a kind of despair.

"But...... You have to promise me to let her go, and let everyone else go!"

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. ”

For Xizhu's words, the mysterious man showed a kind of disdain, Xizhu slowly looked up at him, as if the last glimmer of hope in his bloodshot pupils was gradually shattered because of the other party's words.

But just when Xizhu was silent, the man changed his words and said again: "However, I can promise you!"

"No...... Nope!"

Behind Xizhu, Xu Wen finally noticed the abnormality between the two, but when she raised her head again and looked at Xizhu, she only saw that Xizhu's eyes were also looking at her calmly.

It was the last time Xizhu and her looked at each other, everything didn't seem to be so short, and then a black shadow flashed, and Xizhu's figure completely disappeared from her field of vision.

"No!"

Xu Wen's desperate voice sounded in the dark night, but at this time, Xizhu's face only showed a faint smile, listening to the voice getting weaker and weaker, until it finally disappeared completely.

I don't know how long it has been, but the dark night of Dazhu Village has fallen into silence again, and there may be survivors, but at this moment they may also be shivering in some corners.

"I didn't expect us to be late......"

The other two figures appeared on the path in front of Dazhu Village, and the first to speak was the man who appeared on the land of Southern Xinjiang before and was attracted by the strange fluctuations in Dazhu Village, his tone was very solemn, because he felt the strong smell of blood around him, he had already guessed something.

"There are still people alive!"

The white-clothed figure who had always been by his side spoke, a strange light flashed in her eyes, with a keen perception that was naturally different from ordinary people, she still felt a lot of vitality in the dead silence of Dazhu Village in front of her.

......

Confusion, weakness, and pain seemed to have all the negative feelings pressed in Xizhu's mind after he fell unconscious, but he was helpless, he could feel the wind whirring in his ears carrying him quickly towards the unknown.

If it was really a dream, his only hope was to wake up from it quickly, because the scene in the dream was too painful for him!

But no matter how much he struggled, his mind was not clear, and the only thing he could feel was that his body was moving at high speed.

Occasionally, he stumbled and felt a blinding flash of light in his eyes, and he had to furrow his brow and protect his eyes tightly.

But his efforts were in vain, and at last his eyes tentatively opened a slit, and then quickly closed, and after several cycles, he finally felt a sense of lucidity again.

But when he saw everything around him, he was stunned, because all this was real, and there were no dreams.

At the same time, his whole body was tied with something, and it was a long and shaky chain, not only that, but there was also a pungent stench around him, the smell of blood and rancidity.

"This ...... Where is this?"

Xizhu's trembling voice sounded, he had given up struggling, or he no longer had any desire to struggle, because his whole body was tied to death with iron chains, and the one carrying him forward in the shaking was a huge walking corpse.

The creature was like a terrible beast, on all fours, and Xizhu was being chained to the back of the walking corpse.

"Hmph~"

No one answered Xizhu's words, but Xizhu suddenly burst out laughing, like a completely crazy person, laughing madly in this despair.

"Woo woo woo~"

Just when Xizhu was laughing wildly, the strange flute sounded again, and a vast wind blew, and the whirring wind soon buried Xizhu's laughter, and after a while, Xizhu coughed again.

At this time, he was like a dying man, with no desire to live, but just stared at the blue sky above him in a daze when he listened to the sound of the flute.

"If I don't die...... I'll kill you!"

The words fell, and Xizhu's eyes gradually began to appear in his eyes that he had never seen since he was born, which was a kind of hatred, a killing intent, and a kind of desperate sorrow!

It seemed to be a response to Xizhu, and the soft hum of the person who played the flute also sounded again at this time, but with a sneer and disdain.

"I'd love to see that day, but before you kill me, you'll have to do something for me that is more important to me than taking my life!"

Xizhu's hands were tightly clenched together, blood dripped down his hands from the chains little by little, his eyes were blank, and there was only a kind of vengeful anger in his heart that supported him, supporting him on this vast land and watching the sky above his head black and white, white and black, and it had been a long, long time......

Finally, one day, when Keitake was already at the point of wandering after days of torture, he felt that the world around him seemed to finally quiet down, and his body stopped shaking.

It's just that he didn't know that at this moment he had been taken to the depths of the vast land in the southwest of Luoguo, where there was an ancient nomadic group called the herdsmen!

Also in the deepest part of the wasteland, there is an ancient city called Qiu City, which is like the Luo King Capital and Ato Binhai, it is the only city that has become a scale for the herdsmen, and it is also a holy place for the herdsmen!

At this moment, in the depths of the city, in a secret room that almost never saw the light of day, a group of people in leather jackets were trembling and kneeling on the ground, and in front of everyone, there was also a tall man kneeling quietly in front of a stone bed.

And on the stone bed lay a peaceful figure, with his hands on his chest, dressed in cloth, and he lay quietly on the stone bed, without a sound, and even the sound of breathing seemed to stop.

And at the head of the bedridden man was a stone basin, and in the stone basin was a pool of clear water, and there was no debris in it.

"...... of Rare Picture Pok Hong Estate"

Soon a strange incantation sounded in the secret room, and everyone who closed their eyes opened their eyes, including the man in the front.

At the same time, a ripple finally suddenly appeared in the originally calm pool of clear water!

......

On the streets of Qiucheng, suddenly a group of rough herdsmen rode across on horses, but all the people they met on the streets also avoided one after another, and soon a cloud of dust was raised on the crowded streets.

When the flying horse was far away, everyone looked up in a daze, I don't know when, there has been no such movement here for a long time.

There is a mound gathering place on the west side of Qiu City, which looks very appropriate to the word Qiu City, but to outsiders, it looks more like a huge giant tomb.

But these graves are full of holes, not to mention outsiders, even for the aborigines of this mound city, this is an absolute forbidden place!

But it is such a seemingly barren place, and under the mound is an underground tunnel with thousands of turns, and some terrible existence is buried in it

In the middle of the night, some people have seen some terrible things such as yin fires and ghosts appearing above those mounds, and they have heard that there are ghosts crying every night in the middle of the night, so over time this place has become an ominous place, and the surrounding families have also moved away and avoided it.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly howled across the vast earth, and the strange sound of the wind sounded like a trumpet in the vast expanse.

Just as the wind was passing through, something seemed to suddenly move under the mound, and then countless terrifying eyes slowly lit up in the countless holes above the mound!

After the strong wind, in the middle of the mound, a melodious flute suddenly sounded, and then a black shadow roared like a mad beast from a distance and rushed into the mound.

But when the creature appeared between the dense mounds through the gusts of wind and sand, he suddenly stopped his body suddenly, and his face quickly showed an instinctive look of vigilance.

It's like a mad beast finally smelling something more terrifying.

And above that terrifying black shadow, another body that was completely disproportionate to his body was chained with iron chains, it was the Xizhu who had fallen into a coma for a long time!

"Disciple Muda ......"

An indifferent voice sounded slowly, but before he could finish speaking, another angry rebuke suddenly sounded between the mounds and interrupted him.

"Who told you to bring this!"

The voice was a little hoarse and old, it really sounded like the roar of a terrible ghost from a grave, and there was no figure in sight of the person who spoke, and I didn't feel a little more terrifying.

"Being able to control a walking corpse of this level is worthy of being the best disciple of my Witch Spirit Clan, but it's a pity that ......"

Just as the two were in a cold confrontation, another voice that was equally old and weak reappeared from within the mound.