Call!

Exhale a long breath.

In the chest and abdomen, a stream of air flowed rapidly, Ryan adjusted the state to wartime, the breathing and breathing technique during the battle automatically operated, the toes were a little on the ground, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string, the speed was much faster than before, and before the middle-aged cook intercepted him, he rushed to the courtyard wall, and in front of him, the wall was more than four meters high.

In front of the obstacle, Ryan didn't seem to see it, his body didn't stagnate at all, but he increased his speed, and when he was still about two meters away from the wall, the whole person flew up and stepped on the wall.

Pedal Pedal ......

With his feet in a row, he stepped on the upright wall three times in a row, and the whole person rushed to the top of the wall, and turned over very neatly, as if he could fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and the person disappeared on the wall, but there was no loud sound of landing.

Ryan grabbed the branch of a willow tree outside the wall, and the man swung forward slightly, falling silently to the ground.

It was a gravel dirt road that surrounded the courtyard wall, and in front of it was an empty dam, because this building was the residence of the nobility of the country, and there were no other people's houses around it.

There is a difference between high and low.

Decades ago, the villagers of Huo Village were still the lords of this noble lord, and it was not until fifty years ago that the French Empire abolished this personal dependency, however, most of the land in the village belonged to the noble lord's family, and those villagers were his hired farmers and rented their family's land, even if the noble lord could no longer control their life and death at will, in fact, they still depended on the lord to live.

This is the case in the general architectural pattern of the countryside.

The manor was located at the highest point of the village, or in the heart of the village, surrounded by a barrier where other people's houses did not dare to build around it, and had to be kept some distance away.

The village churches are also isolated from other buildings, but most of them are built on the edge of the village, with a small square in front of it, and sometimes the villagers gather in the church, and when there are too many people, they move to the square outside.

In the distance, figures swayed.

Ryan glanced at it, and immediately ran to the right, turning the corner of the courtyard wall, and heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and the monsters chased after him.

There was a rush of running, and the footsteps behind him gradually disappeared.

Ryan turned into an alley, his back against the wall, adjusting his breathing.

That's when he had time to think.

What's going on?

Why, in the blink of an eye, it changed the world.

Huo Village is still that Huo Village.

It's just that it's not the space where he is, here, it should be the former Huo Village, but it's not purely the previous Huo Village, at least, these guys who look no different from the people of Huo Village are not humans, but some kind of incredible monsters, they just have human faces and shells, but the essence is mysterious.

He only had time to take a few deep breaths when footsteps came from outside.

Six?

Compared to before, the number of monsters chasing after him has increased.

There seems to be a connection between monsters and monsters that humans can't understand, and in this village, they are like lights in the night, and there is no way to avoid the attention of those monsters.

What to do?

You can only run away first.

Ryan ran forward along the alley, a distance of dozens of meters, and ran to the end in an instant, and when he was about to reach the entrance of the alley, he slowed down, and did not rush out with his head stuffy, but poked his head out and looked left and right.

Then he saw Marty.

As usual, Marti walked towards this direction with her head bowed, her black robe and black hood covering most of her face, and she walked against the wall, her footsteps as if they were not there.

In the middle of the road, two or three meters from Marti, there was a child playing with a ball.

The child was dressed in a small red vest, with black curly hair, a pale face, the sides of his cheeks were as if painted with red paint, and his lips were as red as blood, and he was playing with a red leather ball in the middle of the road, clapping it incessantly, and singing unknown nursery rhymes in his mouth.

Be careful!

Ryan almost shouted.

At this moment, the child suddenly turned his head and stared at Ryan.

His eyes were cold, as if he was dead, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a strange smile.

The red ball broke away from his hand and rolled towards Ryan, however, in Ryan's sight, the red ball turned into the little boy's head, gurgling and rolling towards him, his eyes fixed on him.

Odd?

Marty was next to him, but the monster turned a blind eye, why, staring at himself?

Just when Ryan was puzzled, on the other side, Marty raised his head and looked at Ryan, and the next moment, there was an extra black spot in the center of her eyebrows, and the hanging bangs naturally moved to both sides, and the black spot in the center of her eyebrows gradually became larger, turning into a vertical eye, and in that eye, there seemed to be a nebula spinning.

Ryan knew the sea, and the light of the golden book flickered and flickered, as if breathing.

It seemed to be making eye contact with the eye.

Marty turned his head, and his upright eyes looked at the little boy.

The smile disappeared from the little boy's face, and with that cold aura disappeared, as if nothing had happened, and as if Ryan did not exist, the little boy continued to play with his little red leather ball, singing cheerful nursery rhymes.

This is?

Marti had a way of avoiding the attention of those monsters.

Ryan didn't scream, he trotted over to Marty.

At this time, a group of monsters rushed out of the alley.

They turned to look at Marty and Ryan, but their eyes were blank and unfocused.

They turned a blind eye to the two.

Is this Marti's talent?

Ryan looked at Marty, only to realize that she was not without burdens, but at a price.

Her body was trembling, trembling uncontrollably, her face was as pale as a piece of paper, her lips were closed, her teeth were clenched, wisps of sweat were sliding down her forehead, and her whole person seemed to pass out at any moment.

Ryan had an enlightenment.

Because he has the Golden Book, Ryan's mental sense is extremely sharp.

He could sense the eye in Marty's eyebrows, and there was an outflow of energy from it, like a spinning nebula, and this energy fell on him, forming a protective shield.

In this way, those monsters will not be able to see themselves.

Doing so would hurt Marty, and that's why she was so painful.

If it were just herself, she wouldn't have to do it to this extent, even if there was consumption, the level of consumption was not high, only by helping herself, this consumption would increase many times and pay a great price.

Although she was her companion and a member of her group, in fact, she was almost like a stranger, and she basically didn't deal with it, but even so, she didn't give up.

To be honest, at this moment, Ryan was a little moved.

In Shui Lanxing, he only has subordinates, only alone, and has never had a friend who can entrust his life in his hands.

Could it be that in this world......