Mu Chen looked at the figure looming behind the uninhibited, and a picture suddenly flashed in his heart, but he couldn't believe it!

At this time, the child called Unruly slowly walked towards the three-zhang hair stiff, and the purple stiff that stood in the way was beaten to the ground by him one after another.

What's even more bizarre is that those purple zombies who were beaten down by him overflowed a large amount of angry qi from their mouths, and they were completely absorbed by Unruly! After the purple zombie qi left his body, he turned into a dried corpse!

Unconsciously, the unruly hands turned into claws, and the previous stride turned into a jump! This leap was five or six feet! Leaping six or seven steps in a row, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Mao Zhuang's body! The tips of his fingers were wrapped around a faint black breath, and he stabbed fiercely towards the stiff neck!

The hairy stiff roared angrily and waved away.

Fingertips to giant arms!

Uninhibited borrowed strength to retreat, but there was a shallow scar left on the giant arm!

At that wound, a trace of black qi instantly gushed out!

The remnants of the human figure are clearly visible.

It was a nine-foot-tall figure, dressed in a robe with inky red stripes. In the loose sleeve of the robe, a pair of pale and narrow hands hung down to the knees in incredible proportions. Wearing long silver-white hair with a middle part, a pair of scarlet eyes that ignored all beings looked indifferently at the stiff hair.

Behind it, an inky wing spreads out, and the width between the wings is six feet wide!

With his wings raised, the phantom came to the hairy stiff body in a blink of an eye. The phantom opened his palm, the size of the giant face of the stiff, grabbed the stiff head, and his right palm passed through the stiff chest in an instant!

The black aura converged towards the phantom through the right palm! Uninhibited and shouted to the sky! The roar was full of satisfaction and pleasure.

At this moment, Mu Chen was completely shocked, the phantom behind this unruly body was exactly the same as the figure he had seen in the half-step spirit corpse shared vision before!

If Mu Chen's guess is right, this black shadow is not anything else, but a real martial spirit!

Humanoid martial spirit! Mu Chen is unheard of!

Who is this child who looks exactly like himself? Why is everything about him so similar to himself! The same anger enters the body, and the ordinary humanoid martial spirit!

That's right! Sansheng Stone! It must be the ghost of that Sansheng Stone!

Could it be that there is really any past and present life!

Or is this child who looks exactly like me in my past life?

Everything that appeared in front of him subverted Mu Chen's cognition!

No! This must be an illusion! I must have been bewitched by the so-called Sansheng Stone!

Mu Chen shook his head desperately, trying to get out of this strange place, but everything was in vain!

At this time, the stiff hair in front of the child called unruly instantly turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground without moving. The corners of Uninhibited Mouth went up, and he looked at the hundreds of zombies with a weird smile, and then the phantom wings raised and rushed towards the corpses!

Every time the phantom came out of his palm, a zombie fell, whether it was a purple zombie, a white zombie or a green zombie, they all turned into dry corpses with *!

In the entire deserted village, all the zombies were not spared, turning into dried corpses and lying on the ground like dead dogs!

And all the anger between heaven and earth in this deserted village has merged into the uninhibited body!

"Roar!" the unruly and the phantom behind him raised their heads to the sky at the same time, as if they were venting something!

After a long roar of incense, in the end, the unruly seemed to feel a little exhausted, and the phantom behind him gradually began to fade after the unruly whistling stopped, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.

The unruly body leaned back, fell heavily to the ground, and fainted.

......

Mu Chen looked at the dried corpses all over the ground, and several of them turned into ashes and drifted into the distance under the blowing of the evening breeze.

Mu Chen slowly walked up to the child called Unruly, looking at the familiar face, as if looking at himself in the mirror.

"Are you the Sansheng Stone that conjured up and bewitched me according to my appearance, or did you really have some past life and present life, and you are my past life? Mu Chen stretched out his hands and wanted to caress the extremely familiar face, but found that his hand was still passing through his body as before.

Mu Chen sat quietly beside him, and after a long time, there was a noise at the entrance of the village. Listening to this movement, it seems that there are not many people coming.

"Whoosh!"

Several figures were the first to cross the fence, but within a few breaths came to the uninhibited body that had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

The speed of this body method made Mu Chen not even see who it was.

"Little master!"

"Bondage!"

A voice that made the tip of Mu Chen's nose a little pantothenic suddenly sounded! This is a young woman's voice!

Mu Chen stood up in a daze, trying to see what the owner of the voice really looked like, because how many times had this voice appeared in his dreams!

"Mother", this unfamiliar term suddenly came to his mind, and at some point, two tears flowed between Mu Chen's eyes.

Suddenly, Mu Chen felt that the small village in front of him began to become illusory.

"No, don't, let me see her face, just once, just once!" Mu Chen shouted in his heart, but the scene in front of him still changed, and finally fell into darkness.

......

When Mu Chen opened his eyes again, he found that he was still in the deserted village before that.

Mu Chen shook his head and muttered to himself, "Why don't you let me see her...... Where the hell is this place!"

Mu Chen had already walked out of the indescribable emotions before at this moment, and his mood had returned to calm.

At this time, there was no one around, the child who looked exactly like himself and called unruly was long gone, and the dried corpses everywhere had disappeared without a trace, only the collapsed wooden houses were still telling all that had happened in this deserted village before.

Mu Chen tried to know how long he stayed in this deserted village, one day, two days, half a month, or a month.

During this period, Mu Chen felt as if he was trapped in this deserted village, and no matter what he did, he couldn't leave the five-mile radius here.

Every time I walked out of the five-mile range, I would appear in the center of this deserted village again in the blink of an eye.

These days, Mu Chen didn't know why he didn't feel the collapse, but the scene of the deserted village day after day and year after year made Mu Chen think of many details and doubts about that night.

He always felt that the scene of that night seemed to be deliberately done by someone, could it be that he was killed in this way in his previous life?

I don't know how long it took, but the tips of Mu Chen's ears moved slightly, because he felt that there seemed to be some movement outside the deserted village.

Several sneaky figures leaned out of the overgrown path.

Mu Chen looked at these four people, who else could there be if it wasn't for the children that night. It's just that I don't see the figure of Yuwen Bamboo who is like a bamboo pole.

The four of them didn't notice where Mu Chen was at all as before, and when they passed through Mu Chen's body at this moment, just like before, there was no abnormality at all.

Looking at that familiar face, and after thinking about it these days, Mu Chen somewhat believed that this child called unruly might really be his predecessor.

"I don't think the face of my previous life looks like I died young, how could I hang up at such an age. Mu Chen looked at the uninhibited who was still alive at the moment, followed behind a few people, and muttered to himself.

These days, he really wanted to open it, the thirty-four-character approval on the Sansheng Stone mentioned the previous feud, maybe everything he experienced at the moment is the so-called former feud.

So at this moment, seeing the figures of several unruly people again, Mu Chen suddenly became interested.

He wanted to see who his former enemies were, and how he had been killed. And what are these guys doing in this deserted village today? Could it be that there are some clues?

Thinking of this, Mu Chen followed behind a few people with great interest.

After the four of them entered the village, they stopped one after another, and were now squatting by the largest pit in silence.

After a while, Unruly broke the silence and said: "These days, I have taken the time to dig through a lot of information about zombies, and it is generally difficult for zombies above the stiff to wake up in a deep sleep, unless there is a stimulus of blood, or the sleeping wooden coffin is destroyed and inhaled into the breath of the living. On that day, none of you and I had ever suffered a flesh injury before, how did this stiff wake up?"

"Could it be that I climbed over the fence that day, and a sharp point on my arm was cut by the sharp point on the fence......" said the little prince suddenly.

Murong Xue's face changed slightly, her expression was a little unnatural, she lowered her head as if she was thinking about something, but no one noticed it.

Nangong Jian waved his hand to the little prince and said, "I have also consulted the books in my house these days, and the description of Mao Zhuang is not much different from what he said unruly. It's just about blood stimulation, but it's a lot more detailed. The book was written by a well-known general of the Fat Hill, and the original text is as follows:

The war is stalemate, and the treasury is empty.

Thanks to the lord's attention, I was appointed to the post of general of Qiu Zhonglang.

To the north of the Huai River, the tombs of the civil and military dynasties of the past dynasties are mostly buried here. Later, he and his subordinates went all the way north and gathered countless wealth.

One day into the tomb of the marquis, angry and shocking the ancestors.

The purple and white stiffness suddenly appeared, although there were many of them, but they were not our enemies.

All of them were extinguished, and one or two of the subordinates were injured, but there was no major problem. Enter the main tomb, open the coffin, and now the tomb owner. The owner of the tomb is safe, but he is incarnated as a stiff man.

The crowd watched, but they did not see him wake up, and he fell asleep peacefully.

The stiff mouth contains the pearl, and the subordinates take it. The person who took the bead had a wound on his arm, blood dripping into his mouth and nose, and he woke up......

It can be seen that if blood is not sent between the mouth and nose of the hair stiff, and the coffin where the hair stiff is sheltered, it will definitely not wake up. ”

Murong Xue breathed a sigh of relief slightly, looked up with a natural expression, got up and said, "The doubts I have been thinking about these days are not here, you come with me." ”

Mu Chen looked at Murong Xue, who behaved a little strangely, and thought in his heart: "This boy named Murong Xue shouldn't be a little girl......