After receiving this reply, Jin Ming laughed, "Very good, in fact, I am beginning to doubt myself, since you also think so, then you can't be wrong." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although Team Leader Huang didn't understand why I didn't choose to listen to him, he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately chose to support me, maybe it was the above experience that made these people have an inexplicable trust in me.

In fact, I was able to make this decision because of two considerations, the first is that this surnamed Jin does have two brushes, although the character of the Northeast Jin family is not very good, but the means are still very hard.

Second, it is still debatable whether Huang Ping is really good or not, perhaps this feeling of theirs is exactly what the tomb owner used to confuse us.

After that, everyone didn't say anything more, and Jin Ming still walked in front with the bell, and Xiao Zhe and Mao Zi were behind.

As I walked, the terrain began to descend, and the white mist became more and more dense, except for me, who had the Zhiyang True Qi to protect my body, and the other people's clothes were soaked.

Platoon Leader Zheng wiped the water performance on his face, and said to Huang Ping next to him, "Team Leader Huang, there is something wrong with this, the tide is like this, we can't have swam into the river without knowing it, right?" ”

Huang Ping didn't answer for a long time, just stared blankly ahead, and there were several other soldiers in the second group who were in the same state as him.

Platoon Commander Zheng patted my arm, "Consultant Yu, are they going to be sick, hurry up and find a way." ”

I didn't say anything, for there was something more troublesome at the moment, and just a few seconds ago, I had heard a number of small footsteps in the white fog around me.

Although these white mist isolated the sense of breath, the most basic sound could not be hidden, although the footsteps were small, it was clear that they were those dried corpses.

I took the Yin Sword out of the Sumeru bag, and at the same time whispered to remind Yin Qianhou and the others to prepare for battle.

Seeing our serious appearance, Platoon Commander Zheng didn't ask any more questions, but took out the pistol again.

After a while, the white mist began to pour towards everyone's positions, and the circle that the middle-aged man had just made with the bell was getting smaller and smaller.

For a while, the atmosphere was extremely cold, except for a few people who were still in a daze, everyone picked up their weapons, and even the middle-aged man at the front stopped walking, and the hand holding the bell kept shaking.

'Jingling~~Ding Ling'

The circle of white mist on the periphery seemed to follow the rhythm of the bells, rushing inward a few times from time to time.

I had closed my eyes at the moment and turned my energy to my ears, and in a short time, I heard a rush of footsteps not far from the right, coming!

Raising his sword in his hand, he slashed in that direction, and there was a soft click, something was cut off from it, and then something flew in this direction.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a miserable white face flying out of the white mist, biting my neck with its mouth open.

The hilt of the sword slammed into the human head, and before it could make a sound, it was cracked open by a shock, and a puff of black gas erupted from it.

The black gas wanted to come at me, but before I turned around, it was sucked into the scabbard.

The Yin Sword really had an effect on this thing, but before it could be happy, someone next to it screamed.

Looking back, Platoon Commander Zheng had been strangled by Huang Ping from behind, and several other soldiers were fighting with several of Yin Qianhou's subordinates, and they really still had problems.

I moved closer in two steps, and slammed my fist on Huang Ping's elbow, forcing him to let go of his hand, and at the same time raising his left hand slightly, the Yin Sword swept in the direction of the top of his head, cutting a dried corpse that fell above him in half.

Platoon Commander Zheng took the opportunity to bow his head and rush out, but unfortunately, he was hit in the back by half of the dried corpse.

Fortunately, this kid was clever and rolled on the spot to dissolve the pressure, but the wound on his leg collapsed again, and a lot of blood came out.

I lifted my foot and kicked the other half of the corpses away, throwing a fire talisman backwards.

The talisman flew for a while, and then it got behind the dried corpse that was fighting with Maozi.

In a short time, the flames soared into the sky, not only burning the dried corpse, but also the surrounding fog.

This result was something I didn't expect before, I knew that the fire talisman was so useful, and I took it out and used it before.

"Mr. Yu, come over and help, Xiao Zhe can't hold it anymore!" The middle-aged man kicked a mad warrior away from him and shouted at him.

I said hello, and rushed over with the Yin sword, and during this time, I swept away the dry corpse that rushed towards the Yin gang leader with a punch, and came to Xiao Zhe's side.

At this time, he was in hand-to-hand combat with a mad warrior, and although this kid had good marksmanship, his skills were a little worse, and one eye socket had been bruised.

I copied it from behind, and slammed a punch into the warrior's back, sending a stream of Zhiyang True Qi infusion, and he coughed and softened.

Xiao Zhe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and nodded gratefully to this side, "Thank you, this guy suddenly rushed over just now, and I can't shoot......"

I raised my hand to stop him from continuing, and slammed the hilt of my sword to the other side, knocking the warrior back down as he tried to get up from the ground.

Before I could catch my breath, Huang Ping on the other side rushed over again, and he picked up his thick arm and smashed it into my face.

Although the opponent's strength was great, I did not flinch, but instead met him, saw the opportunity to turn my fist into a palm and cut into his wrist, unloading all the strength from there, and at the same time turned and crashed into his arms, raising my elbow on top of my chest.

At the end of this set of actions, Huang Ping couldn't breathe anymore, and he fainted after shaking.

I helped him to his back and prepared to help the others, but it soon became clear that the situation had stabilized, and several of the mad warriors had been subdued, and there was no movement except for a few fallen corpses.

Jin Ming was sitting in place with his eyes closed, and there was a circle of wood chips on the ground in front of him, and his fingers were drawing something in it.

Yin Qianhou led two of his subordinates to protect the Dharma with guns on the side, but the expressions of those soldiers on the ground were a little gloomy, if it weren't for me, I am afraid that they would have been shot.

Platoon Leader Zheng glanced at the white mist scattered a few meters away, and took a breath, "Damn, I've finally relieved my breath, it's too dangerous in this fog, Advisor Yu, did you say that Team Leader Huang was ghosted?" ”

I looked at the few people lying on the ground and sighed, "The situation here is a bit complicated, it's not as simple as it seems, I saw some pictures in the stone house just now, it should be related to the situation I am encountering now." ”

The middle-aged man also reopened his eyes, he raised his hands slightly, exhaled a breath, and stood up, during which he almost fell, but fortunately, Yin Qianhou stepped forward in time to support him. (To be continued.) )