Spring thunder rolls and black clouds overwhelm the city.

The sky over Quicksand City suddenly darkened, and when the first thunder sounded in previous years, it meant that the cold and harsh winter had been completely far away, and the people in the city would soon have to change into single clothes to welcome the harvest of the new year.

This year's thunder is still coming as expected, but it does not bring joy, and instead of seeing the coming warmth from the thunder, the people of the city feel a chill that they have never felt before.

The siege of the demon blood skull army is a disaster for everyone in Quicksand City. They panic, fear, cry, despair, and even resist, but eventually they will turn to peace.

The people living in the border areas have actually thought of this day for a long time.

Even if the demon army does not come, it will be very difficult to survive in this dirty, chaotic, horse thief, bandit-ridden desert, no one knows when disaster will suddenly befall their head.

They live in fear every day, and this fear makes them stronger, more bloody, and stronger, and even if they do face death, they will accept it in the shortest possible time.

Because, that was exactly what they expected.

In the eyes of the world, death is terrible, and human beings practice desperately in order to make themselves live longer, and the root cause of the war between humans and demons, and even between the various races on the continent, is also related to survival.

Is there anything more terrible in the world than death?

The answer is yes.

Yes.

Like, alive.

A man who should have died, still alive.

A person who should have died, but is still alive, is a more terrible fear than death for those who think he is dead.

The sky was getting dark, thunder roared in the distance, and a storm was coming.

Ye Haotian stood on the city wall full of corpses, stepping on the river of blood, wearing bloody clothes, his eyes passed through the dim sky, and looked into the distance in the direction of Zhuzhu's finger.

It was the back of the demon army camp, about six hundred meters away from the city gate, and as far as Ye Haotian could see, there was a row of demon soldiers standing solemnly, with black helmets and black armor.

These black-armored warriors were stronger than ordinary demon soldiers, each of them was more than two meters tall, and the giant tower shield standing in front of them looked like an iron wall, emitting bursts of cold light under the gloomy sky.

In front of this black-armored demon soldier, there was a black giant chariot pulled by four cloud camels, and four huge blood-dripping skull reliefs were carved on the carriages on the four sides of the chariot, and in front of the skull reliefs in front of it, a thin black figure stood in front of it.

The figure was extremely short, even if he stood on the chariot, he was a little shorter than the black-armored warriors on both sides, he was completely black, his black hat was covered with his head, he was motionless, the wind was blowing on his body, and the sleeves of his robe were raised in the wind, looking like a black robe hanging on the wall.

However, when this thin figure in a black robe fell into Ye Haotian's sight, his body stiffened, and his brain was instantly frozen on the spot as if it had been hit by a meteorite falling from a height of 10,000 miles.

At this moment, Ye Haotian's brain was blank.

......

......

It was as if time was starting to flow again.

There was thunder in Ye Haotian's ears.

He felt a hint of coolness in the spring breeze, and ...... The warmth of the little hand that held the palm.

"Yes...... Infant nine. Ye Haotian spit out his voice with difficulty.

"It's him. ”

Zhuzhu's soft voice sounded in Ye Haotian's ears, her pale face gradually turned bloody again, and her body no longer trembled.

"He's not dead. ”

Like a murmur, like an inquiry, Zhu Zhu didn't speak, but the small hand that grabbed Ye Haotian's palm tightened slightly.

"I remember, I killed him. ”

Zhuzhu was silent, her lips were closed, and she still didn't speak. Because she didn't know how to answer, Ying Jiu was indeed killed by Ye Haotian, and she was standing by watching at that time, but why is she alive now?

"Why?" Ye Haotian closed his eyes in pain, the scenes that had happened on the island over the years quickly flashed in his mind, and finally fixed on the battle in front of the island.

"Could it be...... The legend is true. Ye Haotian said to himself: "Nine babies really have nine lives?"

"Nope. ”

At this time, Zhu Zhu spoke: "That's just a legend, Jiuying is just an ancient demon clan, not a god." ”

"But it's clear that a dead person is alive again, so how can I explain it!" Ye Haotian suddenly raised his voice and shouted in a voice that was almost roaring.

Zhu Zhu was startled by Ye Haotian's sudden roar, she turned her head to look at the young man beside her who was filled with pain, and a look of sympathy and pity gradually welled up in her blue beautiful eyes.

"I don't know. Zhu Zhu said softly: "But I believe that the reason will be found." ”

Ye Haotian looked at Zhuzhu's eyes, saw his face in the depths of her azure eyes, and seemed to suddenly wake up, and he suddenly hugged Zhuzhu in his arms.

"You're right, no matter how he came back to life, whether it was the demon wizard who used the secret method, or whether the nine babies really had nine lives, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that we are still alive, then we can continue to kill, I will kill him once he is resurrected, and I will kill ten times if he is resurrected ten times!"

Zhuzhu lay in Ye Haotian's arms, did not make a sound, did not nod, and the look of sympathy and pity in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by an indescribable pain and worry.

"Hey, what are you doing, this is the battlefield! Hug and hug, do you want to be ashamed, no, Zhuzhu, I mean him, not you. With a crisp sound, Su Ning'er walked over from the side, she was holding a colorful green lotus in her left hand, a knife in her right hand, her clean and neat clothes were stained with blood, and there were a few slender blood stains on her fair and delicate cheeks.

Behind Su Ning'er, there were more than a dozen people, but the one who took the lead was Xu Heihu, the city lord of Quicksand City.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Xu Heihu, Ye Haotian let go of the beads, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked.

"The South Gate Demon Army has all withdrawn, so I'll come with you, what's wrong with you, crying?" Xu Heihu said in surprise.

"Nothing, the sand blew into my eyes. Ye Haotian glanced behind Xu Heihu and found that Second Sister Su and several leaders of the hunting team in the city were also present, "Where did they withdraw?"

"Well, over there. Xu Heihu pointed to the north, "It seems that they are going to concentrate their forces to attack the north gate, and I am gathering men." ”

Only then did Ye Haotian notice that the demon army outside the north gate had gathered about 3,000 people, and judging from the signs of running around, it seemed that they were arranging troops.

The clouds in mid-air were getting thicker and thicker, and the flags planted on the towers kept swaying in the wind, and rumbling thunder came out of the clouds, and the thunder that flickered from time to time illuminated the dim wasteland.

The Black Rock people guarding their homes kept walking towards the city wall, and while cleaning up the corpses on the city, they were looking for weapons from the ground, and the city wall hundreds of meters long was soon full of people.

Seeing more and more people climb the city wall, the morale of the defenders of Quicksand City skyrocketed instantly, and the panic when the demon army besieged the city at the beginning has long disappeared, and everyone exudes the courage of an iron-blooded soldier.

However, things turned out a little differently than the defenders expected.

In the distance, more than 3,000 demon troops adjusted their formation and did not immediately attack the city, but sent another messenger.

The envoy was not on horseback, he stood on the only black chariot in the demon army, and slowly came to the front of the city, escorted by thirty black-armored warriors.