Ye Xiaofei woke up in the midst of the turmoil, his ears filled with roars, the sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of bones shattering. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Burst!

A warrior swept away a skull with a hammer, and half of his head fell into Ye Xiaofei's arms on the stretcher.

"Girl? Why is it so noisy? Half-asleep and half-awake, Ye Xiaofei, who was in a daze, opened his eyes as heavy as iron with difficulty.

In the dry air, there was a smell of blood, and there were bursts of pain from the wound on the back, as if the wound had been torn upside down, and the whole back was sticky, and the improvised stretcher did not know when it was stained red with blood. The bleak status quo suddenly pulled him back to the harsh reality. Picking up the skull that had fallen on his chest with difficulty, he jumped again: the pale skull was 'rattling' the upper and lower jaws, and cracks made up for the entire skull, but it was still strong and alive.

Tenacious undead!

"Are you awake?" Max barely smiled, carrying a spear, and his bleeding face showed a sickly paleness, "We have been walking for a day and a night, and we have been fighting for a day and a night. Still no exit has been found. ”

Ye Xiaofei turned his head sideways and looked.

The dwarven warriors were fighting, wearily wielding their weapons and repelling waves of undead skeletons, and the path they walked under their feet was a path of bones, and one skeleton fell as proof of their progress.

"Skeletons? Undead? Ye Xiaofei was puzzled, and at the same time, a healing scroll appeared in his hand, self-immolated without fire, turning into a milky white light that submerged into Max's body, seeing that his face gradually became rosy, he asked, "Where are we?" ”

As he spoke, he used two scrolls in a row on himself, only then did he feel that his breathing was not so difficult, and his perception was slowly recovering, and he could even feel the numbness and itching in his back: the arrow wound was repairing.

"The patriarch and the commander say they know of a secret passage to leave here and are advancing." Max said it was difficult, as the whole team was struggling to move forward. Far away, a trace of confusion is derived. However, the trust in the patriarch and the commander kept them going.

"Undead? Skeleton? Ye Xiaofei muttered again, and seemed to understand the meaning of these two words: There should be no undead and skeletons in the Douling Continent, since the era of the Svadia Empire thousands of years ago, the undead and skeletons have faded out of the field of vision of human beings, but the number of white skeletons in front of him is too large to count, isn't this the undead? Could it be that they arrived in the Continent of the Dead?

Ye Xiaofei urged the immortal weapon Bafang Ding, and wisps of cyan Hongmeng suddenly broke away from the Bafang Ding and swirled around the arrow wound. I tried it, but I was pleasantly surprised to find that the cyan Hongmeng was speeding up the repair of the arrow wound, and suddenly his back was burned by iron, and it hurt hotly.

"Hmm!" I couldn't help but snort in pain.

"Ye Xiaofei, are you okay? Keep at it. Max exclaimed excitedly, and immediately disturbed the slowly advancing team, and the whole team came to a stop.

Sparta and Bloodblade stopped fighting at the same time and retreated into the guard.

"Ye Xiaofei woke up?" Far away, Sparta exclaimed, this day and night of turbulence, everyone thought that Ye Xiaofei couldn't survive, and wasted two people to carry him, just out of the last morality, and he broke the door and saved everyone. If he stopped breathing, they wouldn't hesitate to abandon him, after all, even they were in the mood for life and death right now.

Ye Xiaofei's wake up was like a miracle that came suddenly. and even temporarily halted the pace of progress.

What surprised them even more was that Ye Xiaofei, who had a painful expression on his face, suddenly sat on the stretcher, so frightened that the two people who carried the stretcher almost let go, thinking that the corpse had changed.

"You? How did you sit up? Max was surprised, but also worried. For a seriously injured and dying person, strenuous exercise is the same as looking for death.

Ye Xiaofei looked at the incredible Spartan and Blood Blade in his anxiety, and smiled far-fetchedly: "I belong to a cat, nine lives, and I can't die." ”

Having said that, he still threw two night spirit heavenly grass into his mouth, and the fishy taste instantly filled his entire soul, stimulating his half-asleep, half-awake and confused head. Swallowing the night spirit heavenly grass, his body instinctively nauseated, but he didn't eat for a day and a night, he just retched a few times, spit out some yellow bile, and then there was nothing to vomit.

The method was extreme, vomiting and sweating profusely, but his spirit instantly woke up from a semi-comatose state. The mind also comes alive in an instant.

"Where is this?" His body was still weak, but his eyes sparkled: it was big, there were many skeletons, and the warriors were tired.

"The Valley of Death, to be precise, we entered from the Valley of Death, we have long left the Valley of Death, we are going west, ancient books record, all the way to the west, to the cliff behind the tribe, where can we go back." What the Blood Blade said is a little uncertain, these things, word of mouth, as for whether they are accurate, it is impossible to investigate, as for the beautiful words of the dwarf history books that calm people's hearts, they are absolutely unbelievable.

"So, these, undead skeletons, what's going on?" Ye Xiaofei stretched out his hand and touched the side of the stretcher, and he grabbed the hilt of a hard sword, and with a quick pull, it was a sword: the Sword of Creatures. Suddenly, he was stunned: didn't they want to grab the sword? How? The Sword of Life has always been at his side?

"You take care of your injuries, and I'll talk to you again when I have time." Seeing that Ye Xiaofei's spirit was surprisingly good, Bloodblade and Sparta finally reassured, turned around and continued to fight: for them, the Living Spirit Sword can certainly suppress the luck of a clan, but the endless sea of skeletons in front of them can destroy the dwarf clan.

"He's awake!" Sparta spoke, as if asking about the Blood Blade who was fighting alongside him.

"Well, he's awake!" The blood blade muttered, the body was rioting, and the blood-colored giant sword slashed three times in a row, splitting the three skeletons and cutting out a path, as if talking to himself: "The underground crack is no longer safe, and the dwarves need to escape, but is it necessarily safe when they reach the ground?" Save his life, let him owe us a favor, and let him be our guide back to the surface and escape from this impending abyss. ”

Sparta jerked the hammer and spun it like a spinning top, shattering the skeleton in its path.

"So, not only to wake up, but also to get out alive, so you have to keep him from the beginning. Even if you don't take it with a fairy weapon. ”

"For the sake of the race!"

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Ye Xiaofei lay on the stretcher again, holding the Soul Sword, feeling that the dwarves were kinder and more lovely than the elves, they were a group of honest warriors, a group of lovely warriors. Even the bumps in the march are so happy.

To the west, they advanced slowly but surely.

After a day and a night, Ye Xiaofei had already got out of the stretcher and was using the healing scroll for the injured, at this time, he was generous to them, the expensive healing scroll was as worthless as boiled water in his hand, but whenever someone was injured, it was immediately a healing light that fell.

The warriors, who had fought hard for another day and a night, should have been even more tired, but on the contrary, one by one, they were refreshed, several lightly wounded men threw themselves into battle, and with the addition of living forces, the whole team was able to divide into two batches and take turns fighting.

The farther west you go, the fewer skeletons there are.

However, the skeleton has changed from quantitative to qualitative.

"Silver Skull!"

Behind him, there was a group of pale skeletons, and in front of him, there were strict teams of silver skeletons.

It's like they're standing on a certain boundary, left and right in two worlds.

"They? On patrol? Ye Xiaofei suddenly interjected, taking Night Spirit Heavenly Grass for three consecutive days, the fishy astringency seemed to be imprinted on his soul, making him sick to his stomach when he thought about it, but the effort finally paid off and he gained night vision.

The blood blade glanced at Ye Xiaofei's eyes, emitting a black faint light, but, in the darkness, it seemed to be non-existent, like the eyes of a ghost. It's very different from their red shimmer.

"The other side seems to be guarding something." Spartan Road.

The silver skeletons patrolling each other are indeed guarding against something, but, in this underground cavern, in addition to skeletons, are there other creatures? Could it be that it was to protect against the impact of the white skull?

"Relatively speaking," Ye Xiaofei clenched his sword and said, "I'm more concerned about who ordered them to patrol." ”

"You mean?"

"I have a subordinate, a skeleton, who is born to control skeletons, and in his hands, wild skeletons become orderly, know how to advance and retreat, and know the fighter. We will never attack like these white skeletons behind us, and we will do nothing when we lose our target. ”

"You mean? Will they besiege? Will chase? Will it intercept? Sparta asked in surprise.

"Silver skull, silver soul fire, high-level glory strength. Silver-colored body, Warcraft-level body strength. The addition of the two faintly wants to break through the high-level glory strength and compare it to the spirit-level powerhouse. It is difficult for us to defeat the first team, and if we are surrounded, it will be difficult to get out of it. Regarding the analysis of the blood blade, Ye Xiaofei reported with an approving attitude, besides, the dwarf warriors suffered heavy casualties, three died and one was seriously injured in the death tunnel. Breaking through the White Skull Sea, almost everyone was slightly injured and their combat power was reduced.

"There are sixteen of us left, and we can't fight more than fifteen except one to take care of the seriously wounded. To break through is to find death. ”

The team stopped, and the silver skeleton was like a curse, lying in front of them.

"Perhaps, I have a way." Ye Xiaofei said suddenly, as if nothing could make it difficult for him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "My injuries have healed." ”