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"Come back!"

Wait a minute......

As an ordinary person, Yan Long found that no matter how awesome he was, when facing the undead, he was an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. The point is that he simply doesn't know how he will die when facing the undead? Possessed? Freeze to death? Psychedelic consciousness after suicide...... In short, it was the mysterious methods of the unknown opponent that frightened him.

He felt that he was more dangerous than the hunter who was hiding in the bison herd to hunt, and even worse was the hound, with the collar in his hand, breaking free from his control, and rushing out—

The ending can be tragic and fatal.

Yan Long's outstretched hand couldn't pull Litton at all, and he couldn't even stop any of the brute bulls, but what made him feel relieved was that there was a person who made an invitation, Wu stood up calmly, walked at the end, and didn't forget to say to Yan Long before leaving, and was quite polite: "Together?" ”

What do you think about eating?

This is a death sentence!

Why do you want to be together?

If you want to die, go by yourself, why do you have to drag the master?

Yan Long shook his head like a rattle, and he didn't dare to agree at all, and it was not such a way to die. It's just a matter of not taking your own life seriously, and going to the mouth of the sheep, what kind of person can do it?

He was entangled in a mess inside, and finally stayed where he was, choosing safety. But his eyes were still in the direction where Lytton had disappeared. The butler leaned up and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, what should we do?" ”

"Wait until dawn." This is the only way that Yanlong can come up with, and it is also the safest way. He really didn't have the experience of how to survive in the ruins, even if there were people in this world who came out of the ruins alive, some got treasures, some improved their strength, and some went crazy with nothing. But no one ever confided what they had seen or heard in the ruins. Even the people who came out alive from different ruins will not be in touch, more like they are afraid that the other party will know the secrets on their bodies, and they are all living in hiding from people.

What to do? Young Master Ben is in a daze, so do you have time to take care of you? But the butler still didn't give up, and he carefully reminded: "Young master, the torches are all on Meng's body, let's ...... How can you explore the ruins without torches? ”

Torch?

This is one of the most abundant land resources in the ruins, and the torches that are very common outside are treasures in the ruins. Most of the buildings in the ruins do not have windows, after all, this is a house built for the dead, and it is not necessary to have windows or not, anyway, the dead do not need to breathe for ventilation.

This leads to treasure hunting in the ruins, and lighting tools become especially important.

Without torches, Yanlong and his men could only hang outside. If you want to enter the building, you will be blind. There's no way to find the treasure at all. In addition, their lives are also pinned on the exploration of the ruins, after all, they have all been poisoned by insects, and the detoxification is successful, and it is no problem to live for thirty or fifty years, if there is no detoxification...... Three or five years are all Xuan.

At this moment, Yan Long couldn't calm down, and hurriedly stood up, and ordered his subordinates: "Stand up and follow those stupid people from the wild bull." When he said this, he gritted his teeth, and as far as his mind was concerned, he wanted to strangle all the bulls to death to be happy.

"Keep up, keep up!"

It had only been a while since Li Dun and the others left, and Yan Long was not worried about not being able to find the other party at all. He could even hear the echoes of undead armies, armor, and chariots swaying through the air.

He thought that he would be able to see Litton and the others soon, but when they followed the sound and hurried, they found a very strange phenomenon. The sound of the march of the ground army in front of it seemed to be gradually distant, combined with the structure of the ruins of the building, there were stone walls everywhere, which would cause confusion in the transmission of the sound, Yanlong said secretly: "Oh no, it's an echo." ”

The echo is not scary, what is scary is that the echo in the darkness completely confuses them.

Keep going, but can't see the direction?

Or wait for dawn?

Yanlong suddenly fell into a dilemma.

Compared to Yanlong, Litton is much more relaxed, following the undead army all the way, without having to discern the direction, let alone worrying about getting lost. In any case, although the ruins are large, the appearance of the building is easily recognizable during the day. And the undead will definitely choose to avoid daylight after dawn. The only flaw was that it was too cold, and Litton thought of the cold aura of the superstitious and legendary ghosts from another world, and he could accept this kind of tolerable discomfort.

However, it is still very uncomfortable to feel, and with the partial recovery of eyesight, although it is not clear to see, it can also be seen that the undead soldiers walking in the army are all missing arms and legs.

This makes people very uncomfortable, with hair growing in their hearts, and their legs will not be weak, but if they really have to face the attack of the undead soldiers, the psychological disadvantage may be an irreparable gap. But this did not prevent Lytton from recognizing the judgment that it would be beneficial to follow the undead soldiers, which was written in the books, and he silently cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart. But the body has betrayed him a long time ago, these bastards, don't you know that you are tired? It's almost half the night, and I don't see any stopping, so I have a cup of tea and a rest.

He didn't want to think about it, where did the undead soldiers still have the idea of physical exertion?

But the people of the brute are all real flesh and blood, even if they are physically strong, but compared to the almost uniform pace of the undead, they have never known how to consume physical strength, but they have suffered enough. Of course, it was Lytton and his brothers who suffered the most. One is too young, and the other is not used to running around for many years. Both of them looked tired and miserable like dogs, panting for breath, and followed the queue. Especially Lyton, at the beginning, he was the leader and walked in the front, but now that he looks at him, it is already good not to be left behind.

"Brother, I can't walk!" Li Zao said with a bitter face, full of resentment. Of course, his resentment was not directed against Lytton, but at the undead.

These two guys almost have one mind, not to blame themselves for being too wasteful, but to blame the enemy for being too cunning.

Litton gritted his teeth and said, "Hold on for a while and it will be dawn, and then these undead should also stop." "Even Lytton felt like he was in a hurry. He accompanied a group of brainless, soulless undead to patrol the ruins of the Djinn King all night. Even if his vision is not good at night, but the memory of his body has not disappeared, but he clearly remembers that he seems to have been induced by the undead soldiers to walk around twice in the ruins, and he knew that this was the case, wouldn't it be better to come up again when he foresaw the undead soldiers for the second time?

It's a pity that he didn't regret taking the medicine, so he could only grit his teeth and insist. Thinking that it was time for dawn, and when it was dawn, the undead soldiers should also return to the place where they had stayed during the day.

That place is most likely the inner passage of the ruins......

In a sense, Lytton used the undead soldier as a leading dog, but he didn't expect the dog to be so happy that he actually beeped him.

Before you know it, the sky has begun to show a hint of fish belly white, and Lytton is almost dragging his heavy steps, unable to continue. Don't look at the undead soldiers' uncoordinated movements, but their speed is really not slow. Just as Lytton began to wonder if he had been deceived, the army of the undead walked to the edge of a canal on the edge of the ruins.

The stone-piled riverbank is smooth but has a sense of the vicissitudes of time, and the blue-gray skin is full of moss, which is slippery but walkable. Suddenly, the entire army of the undead stopped, jumping down one after the other on the riverbank......

Puff –

Puff –

Jumping into the river was certainly not a comfortable thing, but for Lytton, he had spent a night of physical strength and finally waited for the harvest, and at this moment, his heart was full of joy, for him, the door to the relic treasure had opened a crack, and everything would be a matter of course.

But when it came, he hesitated, and jumped into the canal stupidly, I'm afraid the ending is very unpredictable!

What to do?