(Cat flutter Chinese) Toes to heels, people are like unconscious zombies.

The movements are smooth, their front and back heels are very close, and the extraordinary tacit understanding makes people unable to step on anyone, obviously they are about to touch each other, but they never touch, so they walk forward with great efficiency.

Around the crowd of people marching neatly, the air was viscous and dull, and some could not flow, and when you smell it carefully, there is a faint smell of prickly molten fruit.

Secretly these people are definitely being manipulated by some unknown force, but since it is related to the Thorn Molten Fruit, although she is unwilling in her heart, she can only follow hard.

I can't figure out what the other party's strength is, but if you can manipulate so many mortals at once, it's probably not a fuel-efficient thing.

It seems that the people who are in danger are going to be faced again......

Sighing slightly, Yi Huang was tired and decided to go alone, stroking the feathers of the ink rain, and she motioned for it to fall aside.

After honestly leaning over and falling, the ink rain that stood up silently dissipated into the air.

Without stepping forward immediately, the phoenix stood in the distance with his elbows crossed.

The crowd in front of her seemed to be dancing some kind of group dance, and she inexplicably felt that it seemed that it was a better choice to join them than to stand alone like this.

Repeatedly looking from the head of the team to the end of the team, the descendants looked back and forth.

However, even the hair was roughly examined, but she didn't find any suspicious person.

All the people seem to be copied, and the movements of their hands and feet are extremely uniform, including the arc of their swings, which is just right to hit others.

Eighty percent of this person manipulated by the secret channel has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Yihuang watched it a few times uneasily, and she decided to follow the back of the team first to see where they were going.

Walking towards the crowd unabashedly, not even a single one of the hundreds of people turned their heads to look at her as she approached.

Generously followed the back of the line, like this purposeful walking mode, most likely because someone attached the essence to these mortals, but it may not be as complicated as she thought, but someone fed them something strange.

After a short period of wait-and-see just now, the descendant was already sure that the man behind the scenes who manipulated these mortals was definitely not around now.

Looking at the person walking mechanically in front of her, it was an ordinary middle-aged man who couldn't be more ordinary.

The middle-aged man who didn't squint was wearing a short gray coat, although the whole looked a little shabby, but it was very clean.

The lower end of the elbow-to-elbow sleeve was slightly worn, and the worn part had already been repaired with a needle and thread.

It feels like he's still living actively at home one second, and the next second he's in this team that looks like he's going to die.

The man's skin was dark, the result of years of hard work, but the muscles on his forearms were loose and invisible, and he should not have participated in any work for at least the last few months.

And how can a person who is in the period of strong labor not have to work?

Could it be that someone had taken them from elsewhere and been imprisoned in that abandoned village?

I feel that this statement is more plausible, it should be someone who needs them to stay alive to do something, so that all the food hoarded in the village can be connected.

secretly said that she should go to help solve the case, she had long felt that the food was wrong, and no one would fund the villagers of this deserted village for no reason, and sure enough, there were other plans.

Therefore, the place they are rushing to now should be the location of the mastermind behind the scenes.

In the viscous air, everyone smelled of prickly molten fruit, and the wind came slowly from the front, smelling the tempting smell, and the descendants were reluctant to leave the team full of hope.

Although I don't know why the people behind the scenes chose the location of the Thorn Molten Tree, anyway, as long as you follow the past, you can pick the Thorn Molten Fruit.

Not too close to the people at the end of the team, the descendant maintained a speed that did not fall behind and slowly strolled on the loess, looking at the last trace of brilliance left in the setting sun, her eyes were full of boredom.

I can't help but guess at random, what will happen in a moment.

These controlled people are very depressed, but their spirits are unusually full, they should have been robbed of their life by spells, it seems that they are at the end of their crossbows, and after this extraction, they should be killed on the spot.

And if you cast this kind of spell to seize life, according to the routine, the person who casts the spell should look very obscene, or simply look like an old god stick, and it will definitely not be easy to see anyway.

However, there may also be some reversal, such as jumping out of the way of a man with a magic weapon full of muscles.

obviously looks like he is studying physical attacks, but he throws out a spell every minute to light up the sky and light up people's eyes.

If it was such a person, then she would not be attached to the thorn molten fruit.

The ghost knows if this person is using the thorn melt fruit to mix with human life to refine medicine, if it is discovered, just her identity as a phoenix tonic ingredient will be surprisingly made into an excipient to enhance the effectiveness of the medicine.

The sky was already completely dark, and the dark clouds that had been broken by the Mirror Moon before had actually floated back in circles.

They were thick in the air, and the fog obscured the glorious moonlight.

I don't know why, but a premonition swelled up in Yihuang's heart, and she actually thought that she might be able to see the weaving that she met in the void for a while.

After all, since that guy flew away from Diwu Mountain, there has been no news, and now this kind of thing similar to killing people seems to have been done by him.

A person who has been erased and locked in the void realm, if he doesn't have too many enemies, then eighty percent of them have done something that is intolerable.

And the scourge of mortals is obviously within the scope of heaven's intolerability.

Even if it is a large-scale scourge of goblins and monsters, it will not have very serious consequences.

I don't know who made these rules, in short, if your own strength is insufficient, it is best not to massacre mortals on a large scale.

The light one has a rough fate from now on, and the heavy one has the possibility of destroying the soul, simply put, after the mortal kills too much, the person who started will inexplicably begin to memorize the words.

If the person behind the scenes is really weaving, then maybe for the sake of saving him once, she will let her take some thorn molten fruit.

However, Weaving's personality is a little unstable, and his memory also has some problems, like being erased by someone who is not skilled, and the soul has been damaged and he doesn't remember her.

In her thoughts, the crowd walked for a long time and didn't mean to stop, and sighed secretly, she was really a little tired. (To be continued.) )

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