Zhuang Rong's spiritual power was transmitted to Xiang Meng's mind at the same frequency.

"Contradictory, isn't it? Schizophrenia is the same, one will be righteous and awe-inspiring, and the other will be ruthless and resolute. Can't tell which one is the real her? ”

"yes, do you feel that way?"

"In this day and age, aren't the vast majority of people like this? We are because we do not understand, we do not understand, and those who do not know are fearless. I can't understand her feelings. But in fact, it's just like when we encounter a monster attacking the city, we will unite as one and defend against foreign enemies, and on weekdays, there will even be people like the White Bone Thief. ”

Xiang Meng scoffed, "Well, you haven't slept yet, so excuse her like this." ”

Zhuang Rong sighed silently in his heart, in fact, he had already slept.

But not that kind of sleep.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiang Meng got up and left.

Before leaving, he looked at Zhuang Rong solemnly, "Be careful." ”

He is probably the one who has the clearest understanding of the dangers of the burial ground except Jiang Qingyi. Jiang Qingyi is strong, but he will definitely not reach the 60-level mark, his luck is not good, if he really encounters a tyrant-level monster, then he can only escape, and if he survives, he can be regarded as picking it up, and if he dies, he can't blame anyone.

If he Xiang Meng is really dead, he will be gone, regardless of it. But if he didn't die, Zhuang Rong died, it is estimated that he would have to be sad for a long time.

Emotions are very important to a mercenary.

Zhuang Rong watched Xiang Meng leave steadily, showed a little wry smile, and looked up at the sky.

"Is this also part of your arrangement? Thrilled or not? Or is it half and half? I'm going to the burial ground, and I hope I don't become that 'square'. ”

At night, everything was quiet, and even the sound of the crystal beast could not be heard, and there were no insects and birds singing nearby.

On the bridge, a black shadow flashed by, extremely fast, agile movements, leaping on the few remaining ruins of the bridge, silently.

He's so fast that it's easy to overlook his movements, and he doesn't fit mechanics at all. On the whole, it is full of dynamics, a black robe, a petite face, looking at this physique, it should not be an adult.

Black tights wrapped around his slightly thin figure. The face is painted with black and white paint, and he wears a small hat, which smells a bit of a clown before the cataclysm.

He didn't hide his figure, and his aura was as weak as a 'martial arts master' before the cataclysm.

Not only Zhuang Rong noticed him, but even Xiang Meng and Wu Xiaoyi, who was guarding the rear, noticed it. The three of them stood up, located in front of a straight front, just in the direction of blocking the rear, Wu Xiaoyi's arrow was on the string, and the arm was exerting force, the arm that was gradually bulging, and the muscles seemed to tell everyone that this bow was not simple.

"Wait a minute." Zhuang Rong stopped Wu Xiaoyi's next move, and the latter glanced at him, although he didn't shoot it out, he loosened his strength, but he didn't withdraw the arrow.

"Can you reach that speed?" Xiang Meng looked surprised, this sentence was said to this Zhuang Rong, here, the fastest speed should be Zhuang Rong now, his strong spiritual power is enough to support his weight and reach an extremely fast speed.

Zhuang Rong shook his head, "No, if you have a good wind, maybe you can." ”

When the upper limit of power is limited, every factor plays a crucial role.

More than 10 kilometers of bridge, the shadow took less than 10 minutes, and the speed is equivalent to nearly 30 meters per second, which is already about the same as the average car speed in that era that Zhuang Rong is familiar with.

He can't do it, under extreme off-road, maintaining a constant speed is equivalent to 8M/s, and the explosive speed may be doubled, and doubling is also a certain gap from this speed.

On top of that, he was acting at night.

The three of them looked vigilant, staring at the shadow until he came to the side of the road, jumped up gently, and landed not far in front of Zhuang Rong and the others, this distance is what happened between him and the others.

The feet stood neatly, as if there was a ruler to measure, and the feet were like a compass folded, straight, neat, and full of a mechanical taste.

Stiffly but skillfully, he took off his little hat and bent over at 90 degrees.

Strange feelings rose in the hearts of all.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. It is a great honor to welcome several guests from afar. ”

Zhuang Rong's eyes are strange, this voice is very similar to the 'impossibility' of the Broken Soul Valley, he is definitely not impossible, then the only possibility is that his way of speaking is the same as the impossible.

Xiang Meng tightened the giant sword in his hand, "Are you from the burial ground?" ”

"Yes, distinguished guest."

"So there are survivors in the burial ground, and there are still living people?" Wu Xiaoyi was moved, this is very different from what Jiang Qingyi said, isn't there a person here who can live in the wild for a long time, without the light of protection, and can still maintain a human form.

"Yes, distinguished guest."

In two sentences, the emotions before and after are the same, if Zhuang Rong could not feel the breath of life in his body, the beating of his heart, he would almost think that this was not a person at all.

"You're coming to meet us?"

"Greet a few distinguished guests and guide a few guests to what you're looking for."

"What else do you know?" Zhuang Rong stepped out in one step, this feeling of irritability was devastating, he and others didn't know anything about others, but others were extremely clear about their own line.

"A few guests don't need to be like this, someone has been to the burial place before, and he told us that someone will come and take a gun, and the time of your arrival is exactly what he said, even if the number of people is the same, take the gun, in this matter, the burial place is the same as your purpose, and there will be no accidents.

Don't worry about me, I'll just wait here, and I'll take you to the burial place early tomorrow morning. ”

As he spoke, he sat down quietly on the spot, his legs hanging from the edge of the stone, motionless.

None of the three of them dared to leave easily, such a big movement, Jiang Qingyi, who wanted to come over there, must have already known about it, but there was no movement yet, and she was very likely to know about it.

In the night tonight, every minute seems to be extremely long, don't look at the person named Mu Ling looks polite, it is a perverted existence that only takes ten minutes for more than ten kilometers, no one will think that the aura exuded from his body is very weak, just think that he is a weak person, the three of them scattered, and invisibly held three positions that can be attacked and defended.

Zhuang Rong's spiritual power has been paying attention to Mu Ling, since this person sat down, he didn't say a word of nonsense, he didn't say a word, he breathed evenly, and his body didn't move at all. Even if it was blown by the mountain wind, his clothes were already tightly fitting his body, and he didn't tremble at all, and his body was even more so.

How is it possible for a person to do this?

There is no rise and fall of the chest and abdomen between breaths.

What the hell is this?

Zhuang Rong tried to stay in the same way as Mu Ling, but in less than a minute, he couldn't hold on, Mu Ling turned his head violently, and there was a weird smile on his face painted with black and white paint.

"Distinguished guest, are you learning from me? Your ability is very interesting, can it be restored even if you have a severed head? I feel the light of life shining like the sun in you. ”

Just such an action, in a word, and then fell into the previous appearance. Zhuang Rong felt that he couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, he really wanted to ignore anything and do it directly.

Controlling his emotions, he slowed down his breath and still paid attention to Mu Ling, but he didn't pay attention to him or talk to him.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into the mountains, everyone got up and saw the strange wooden man, Jiang Qingyi was not surprised. But Yue Siming was thoughtful, behind him, Wang Erhan lowered his head, holding Yue Siming's arm with both hands, his lowered face was full of fear, he was not good at words, and he didn't speak.

His body was trembling slightly.

Everyone's attention was on Mu Ling, even Zhuang Rong didn't notice Wang Erhan's action, in a trance, Mu Ling, who was talking to a few people, seemed to turn around, Wang Erhan just noticed it, and when he raised his head, he saw the coldness and warning in his eyes.

The throat rolled, and he lowered his head, but did not speak, trying to control his body.

"Then, distinguished guests, come with me, and I will lead you into the burial place."

This time, Mu Ling's speed slowed down a lot, Zhuang Rong wished he started to move, he didn't move, he saw very little, as long as he moved, with the discernment of the telekinesis, he could always find some abnormalities.

In the distance from the highway to the bridge, Zhuang Rong really found a lot of things.

The way the wooden man behaves is completely inconsistent with the way creatures move

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