"You say, this is your grandfather and his brother?" The appearance of these two people is obviously the white-clothed red-hatted man who appeared that day, if it is really as Sima Deng said, the younger brother of the dead man Sima Hezheng, then he sees it?

In other words, the person who was supposed to be dead was not dead, or that the person who was seen at the time was indeed not human. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But if it's not a person, how can it escape the eyes of yourself and the fire moon?

Sima Deng saw Wen Xiao's disbelieving expression, it seemed that Wen Xiao seemed to know the person in the photo, and thought that there was something he didn't know about it.

"Of course, what's the deal with your expression?"

Wen Xiao's thoughts are getting more and more chaotic, inexplicable, inexplicable!

"What are you doing in this village these days? Why haven't we been looking for you? Wen Xiao shook his head and sat aside.

Sima Deng took out a kettle hanging from his waist and took a sip of water, "I've been avoiding those zombies, and there really are these things on it." ”

Wen Xiao was a little disbelieving, and his eyes stared at him, "Really?" ”

Sima Deng was stared at by him uncomfortably, "Of course, no matter how I hide from these zombies these days, they can find me." ”

Wen Xiao tightened the cloth wrapped around his arm, "You haven't said what you're doing in this village?" ”

Sima Deng spat and scolded the sky, "This dog, I don't know what's wrong with this village, there is not a single living person, it is all this kind of zombie, they will bite me when they see me, I have been gnawing wild fruits for a few days." ”

Wen Xiao's wrapping movement stopped, "You said you didn't see a living person?" What about the women? You didn't see it? ”

Sima Deng jumped up as if he had heard some earth-shattering news, "What kind of women are there, I have entered the village like this, some are just zombies, not a single woman." If you ask the zombie gender, all I can tell you is that all I see are men. ”

It was another thunderbolt on a sunny day, and I didn't see a single woman, but I, Huoyue, and He Min'er all saw the women in the village, what the hell is going on?

"Hey, you're here alone?"

Wen Xiao replied absentmindedly, "No, three people, me, my friend, and He Min'er." ”

"What? Min'er is here too? How can you get her to come to a place like this? What about them? Sima Deng's voice was loud, and he was very anxious, presumably very concerned about his niece.

"I don't know, I haven't seen these zombies since they appeared, and I haven't found them."

Sima Deng walked around anxiously, what to do with the trough of strength, "You guys! Now what? ”

Wen Xiao didn't seem to hear Sima Deng's words, his eyes were fixed on Sima Deng, as if he wanted to see his heart, "You haven't told me why you came to this village?" ”

Sima Deng was a little frightened by his staring, "I said, the Witch King, my father gave it to me back then, but that night, the Witch King's finger disappeared, and I received a letter saying that I came here, otherwise something big would happen." ”

Wen Xiao was like staring at a criminal at this time, staring at Sima Deng from head to toe, and a voice in his heart told him that he couldn't trust anyone now, maybe everyone was a liar and a demon.

Sima Deng swallowed, he was suddenly very scared, he felt that Wen Xiao's body had a lump of qi, a suffocating gas.

"You just believe what your father told you? Do you believe that there are ghosts in the world? You don't look like a superstitious person. ”

That's right, as an intellectual, how could he believe that there are really ghosts and gods in the world because of his father's last words and a letter.

Sima Deng's face was blue and red, and his eyes were wandering, as if there was something to be done.

"Say!" Wen Xiao said coldly, with an unresistible momentum.

"Attached to the letter is a photo of my son, and the background is this village, I obviously sent my son abroad, and the photo shows my son being held hostage by a person. I checked and the photo is not P's. ”

Another letter!

Wen Xiao stood up and approached Sima Deng, "I was on the mountain just now, and I saw a reflective thing here, what is it?" Why didn't I find it? ”

Sima Deng took a step back, because he saw Wen Xiao's eyes gradually turn red, and an invisible air pressure pressed against his heart, feeling that his heart would explode at any moment.

Sima Deng trembled and took out a cloth bag from his arms, Wen Xiao took the cloth bag and opened it slowly.

One finger, nothing more than a silvery metallic texture, has distinct joints.

The Witch King! Sure enough, it's the Witch King's finger!

Both of them stared at the finger, their throats moving, and they swallowed.

Sima Deng nervously tested Wen Xiao: "Is this thing really that terrifying?" ”

Wen Xiao replied coldly: "Do you want to try?" ”

Sima Deng is a cold war, what's going on with Wen Xiao, why did he suddenly become so terrifying? A cold aura was spreading, and this person was like a cold weapon at this time, without a trace of temperature.

Wen Xiao stared at this finger, this thing, the last time I saw it was five hundred and thirty-two years ago, I thought it had been destroyed in that big battle, but I didn't expect to meet it again recently.

Suddenly, the two of them looked at the window vigilantly, and Wen Xiao held the witch king's finger in the inner pocket of his clothes.

A trace of flute sound sounded in this courtyard, more and more clear, the flute sound was melodious, and both of them felt that the flute sound was extremely beautiful, and the slightest was entangled, sweeping away the fatigue and pain of recent days.

The two of them didn't dare to relax, this deserted village with only mourning, the sudden appearance of the flute, most of them was not a good sign.

The two walked to the window, and Sima Deng asked puzzled, "What's the matter?" ”

Wen Xiao made a silent gesture and motioned for her to keep quiet.

O midsummer snow, all over the top of the mountain,

O cold winter waters, flowing all over the abyss that is not icy,

You and my childhood past, I vaguely remember,

Jun said that he will never be separated, and I say that he will never be separated.

He Naijun's heart changed and he abandoned me like a cover.

The poignant female voice floated in the air, accompanied by the sound of the flute, singing extremely mournful, compared to the woman who sang this song, most of them were also infatuated.

Bang! The two of them shook and almost fell, and the ground shook, as if something wanted to break through the ground.

Rumble! There was another loud noise, and the two saw that the whole yard was arched by something, and they immediately retreated and pushed to safety. I saw that the real yard was lifted alive, and in the earth, the two of them saw that this courtyard was lifted up by a huge monster.

One was covered in silver armor, with two giant claws three feet long on his head, his body was like a spider, his huge eight legs were arranged on both sides, and a mouth covered with long hair grew on his huge head, and he kept roaring hoarsely, one roaring, Wen Xiao and Sima Deng both felt that they were being blown around, and there was a pungent fishy smell.

Sima Deng hid behind Wen Xiao and pointed at the monster, his eyes widened, "This is, what is this?" ”

Wen Xiao pulled Sima Deng to hide behind a boulder that had been formed by the monster that had broken through the ground, and the monster was three stories high, and the house had been razed to the ground.

The melodious flute was fluttering, the song was still singing gently, and the monster was roaring softly.

It seems that this monster is controlled by this flute.

you, do these people still have the concept of the Three Realms in their eyes, and are there any rules?

Wen Xiao was furious in his heart and cursed vigorously.

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