A little bit of sunlight shines through the deep forest, the last glimmer of light before dawn. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's dark!

When it gets dark, it means that the countless walking corpses and zombies hidden in Lanruo Temple have regained their ability to move, and it also means that Lanruo Temple, a temple equivalent to the Demon Cave, has begun to show its hideous fangs to the outside world.

Hordes of dried corpses, walking corpses, and zombies crawled out of the dirt, gradually gathering together and rushing towards those players who broke into the area of Lanruo Temple, they wanted to turn the essence contained in the bodies of these bold mortals into the food for the Dryad Grandma's escape, and at the same time, let these bold mortals become one of them and expand the size of their own race......

Some of the zombies in the corpse army bared their teeth in the face of the blood-red crescent, and the higher ones let out a wail to show their presence.

It's the instinct of zombies, and they want to prove to everything in this world that they are alive and alive in this ruthless world!

Even if they have been tortured by the world and become the ghost they are now, and they are driven by others to get together with a group of lowly dried corpses and walking corpses, they are still trying to live!

"What is the noise, delay Lao Tzu's sleep, you know no!"

In the midst of countless roars, a golden light streaked across the sky.

"Bang"

As the sound of the heavy object falling to the ground sounded, the zombie who had just screamed the loudest let out a wail!

He had an arm cut off by the golden light just now!

However, he did not dare to seek revenge on the owner of the golden light.

Even if there was only one person in the owner of that golden light, even if there were countless people of the same kind around him who could support him, he still didn't have the courage to take revenge!

The bearded human had been living in this ancient temple for a long time, and would continue to stay if nothing else, but they didn't have anything to do with him.

Thinking of this, the red light that came out of his scarlet eyes gradually faded out.

There's really nothing he can do with that beard.

Not only him, but even the owner of this forest, the terrible dryad who turned him into this appearance, even if she was so terrible, she was angry in the face of the owner of the golden sword.

But there is nothing to be done......

Thinking of this, he looked away from his eyes staring at the temple, and turned his head to look at his arm that had been cut off by the golden light.

Not only him, but at this time, countless dried corpses, walking corpses, and zombies gathered together were secretly peeking at the severed arm he had dropped, with a greedy look in their eyes!

It was a thirst for flesh!!

It was a primal desire that was rooted in the deepest part of their hearts, and they longed for the nourishing sensation of flesh flowing down their throats, the only feeling they could experience except pain!

"Roar, roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

With a frantic roar, a wave of scramble for flesh and blood began!

......

......

"Wherever the ghost roars come from, give me silence!"

The cold female voice continued to spread in the dark night.

A pretty shadow fell with the voice and fell on the branch of the tree beside her.

Behind her, there were seven or eight figures who were also dressed in white.....

With the arrival of these white-clothed women, the zombies who were still scrambling just now were really frozen at this time, and they couldn't even care about the flesh and blood at the corners of their mouths.

Most of them were seduced by the women in white in front of them to become what they are now.

There may have been unwillingness and resentment in the past, but as those unwilling, terrifying, heart-wrenching memories continue to drain, all they have left at this time is fear of these women!

Fear in its purest form!

"Just be quiet"

"Today's target must be that your noses are more sensitive than dogs, and that is the humans who have gathered together!"

"Grandma said that after this raid, she who behaved well can reward you with some leftovers that she eats, and thank you for the waste!"

The woman's words were very mean, and even from the inside out, there was a cold ruthlessness, which made people feel uncomfortable listening to it.

Do these corpses in front of her understand?

Dry corpses don't understand, they only seek flesh.

The walking corpses may understand, but their shriveled brains don't respond.

As for the few zombies among the corpses, they can really understand it!!

Their brains, which were no different from normal people, were enough for them to understand the meanness, contempt, and even insult in the tone of the woman in white in front of them, but these zombies were silent.....

The silence was followed by a neat roar......

This represents taming.

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......

Not far from the army of corpses, Zhao Han and the others were sitting on a sycamore tree branch watching a play.

Watch as those female ghosts bound by the Kui Dryad insult some low-level walking corpses, and watch as thousands of walking corpses rush in the direction of the player's advance.

Looking at the woman in white, there is no target she is looking for.

But he was disappointed that the woman he wanted didn't show up.

Leaning on the plane tree, Zhao Han suddenly felt that it was a very boring thing to look for them one by one, and after finding them, he was trying to distinguish whether it was what he was looking for.

He's tired of playing!

So he spoke!

"You've been staring at me for so long, come out!"

His words echoed in the forest night.

After a long time, no one responded.

"Do you have to burn this broken wood under me before you come out?"

His words echoed in this forest of dissatisfied demons, which seemed very strange, and even the Yanyun Iron Rider under the tree on the side clenched the one-handed heavy sword in his hand to prevent accidents.

Another cup of tea time passed, and still no one responded to him.

Seeing that no one responded, the corners of Zhao Han's mouth outlined a hint of mockery, and he stretched out his hand to make a fire gesture to the little dragon girl beside him.

After seeing his movements, the little dragon girl nodded, took out the fire from her sleeve and blew it gently, a wisp of fire appeared in her hand, and then she lit a dead branch of the plane tree under her......

The fire burned.

There was still no response for four weeks!

Little by little, the flames began to spread along the dead branches towards the main trunk of the plane tree, and gradually began to touch the main trunk.

It seemed that nothing had happened, just that Zhao Han had set fire to a withered sycamore tree in boredom.

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