Since the living corpse is a soldier of the Yellow Flag, why does it appear here?

Who will be the one who will be refined into a living corpse?

Since this room was full of corpse gas, why didn't any of the three of them feel it?

Before the mystery could be clarified, the living corpse had been burned to the ground, but the fire did not stop, but began to spread around for no reason. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The walls of the metal room also began to slowly melt in the raging fire, turning into a puddle of molten iron, and finally there was nothing left of the flames.

At the same time, because the ceiling was burned, light began to appear in front of the three of them, and the long-lost sky appeared above their heads again.

Although the fire looked fierce, the three of them did not feel any change in the temperature around them, as if the raging flames had nothing to do with them, and were special effects made like a movie.

Xie Xiaolou silently took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, it still showed AM2:10.

"Next, it should be the Fire World, I don't know what will happen." Peng Li allowed the surrounding flames to melt the metal, but his eyes were fixed on the front.

The fire around the trio had gradually expanded, and soon the house had melted down without a trace, as if it had never been.

"That place is really weird, it's obviously full of evil spirits, why can't the little monk feel it?" Bu Qu looked at the flames around him and muttered, "Could it be..."

Xie Xiaolou and Peng Li also felt strange at this point, they were people from the Yin and Yang Realm, and they were armed with corpse skills, so they didn't even notice the corpse qi around them, and they didn't find out until the living corpse woke up.

"What does the little master think?" Xie Xiaolou seemed to have some judgment when he heard the precaution, and hurriedly asked.

"The little monk just thinks again, the reason why he senses evil qi on weekdays is because it is too special and can easily distinguish it from the air, if there is a situation..." “

"The Yin and Yang Realm often says that being able to reconcile Yin and Yang, and the unity of heaven and man is the highest realm, if someone can really do this, what kind of immortal person will it be?" Peng Li said thoughtfully along with the words of non-abstinence.

"The little monk's doubts are not limited to this, the little monk is thinking, I just entered this place when I found that this place is very weird, but there is no evil spirit, if someone can really do as Peng Shizu said, isn't it that the place where we are now is made of evil energy, but it has reached the realm of yin and yang, so the little monk has no ability to distinguish?"

Peng Li and Xie Xiaolou both understood this passage, if this place was made up of a huge evil qi, but the evil qi was hidden in the ordinary air, the two yin and yang were one, yin was yang, and yang could be turned into yin, what kind of cultivation realm was that?

For example, when you are in a normal relationship, you can tell if the other person is angry by their demeanor and emotions, and if a person is very good at controlling and managing his emotions, even when he is angry, he can be as calm as usual, how can you tell that the other person is angry?

In other words, the person behind can completely integrate the evil qi with the air, and the fluctuations and changes of the evil qi are the fluctuations and changes of the air, how can the three of them detect it?

However, the situation in front of them did not give them a chance to continue to investigate, and suddenly a noisy roar was heard in the ears of the three of them.

Only then did they realize that the place they were in was not the fire or hell they had imagined, but outside an old railway station, which was designed in a somewhat English style, about three stories high, with pointed roofs and bricks.

The reason why they knew that this was the railway station was because the three of them saw that there were several steam locomotives behind the house that were not blocked, but at this time, they heard someone yelling, and the locomotive was blown to pieces.

And as the locomotive was blown up, explosions began to occur one after another in some places not far from the three of them, and the firelight suddenly lit up the entire sky.

It looks like it's about late afternoon.

Immediately afterward, a group of people wrapped in turbans and wearing cloth shoes rushed forward with large knives and rifles, shouting and shouting and killing.

"That's..." Xie Xiaolou looked at the crowd around him who kept rushing forward, as if he felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had learned it in a high school textbook...

"The battle for the old dragon head train station!"

Seeing some oncoming foreigners armed with long guns and short cannons, wearing combat clothes from the last century, Xie Xiaolou finally recalled that this was a war in the late Qing Dynasty.

On the evening of June 15, 1900, the Russian invading army entrenched in today's Jinlaotou Railway Station launched an attack on the Boxer masses in Tianjin, and the Boxers also dispatched more than 400 people to fight back bravely.

And the people in turbans who kept rushing out behind them were obviously the volunteers of the Boxers!

"What are you doing here? Hurry up and go into battle with the sprinkler family to kill the enemy! When the three of them were in a daze, a bearded strong man holding a nine-ring machete pushed Xie Xiaolou and shouted to the three of them with full anger.

He wasn't weird about the trio's costumes, though.

At that time, the Boxers were poorly equipped, most of them were armed with machetes and spears, and the number of guns and cannons was limited, so when all the soldiers of Tsarist Russia were equipped with rifles, the wave that rushed up first could only be used as a human wall to block bullets.

"Hey! When the Russian Maozi occupies this place, it will be another bloody massacre! Don't wait for you to hurry up to meet the enemy! The bearded man yelled at the three of them a few times, and seeing that there were more and more people falling in front of him, he couldn't care about the three people in front of him, so he picked up the big knife and rushed forward.

"What should I do?" Xie Xiaolou looked at the two of them left and right, not knowing whether to go on or retreat.

"I think this must be one of the illusions, but I don't know how to crack it, so it's better to follow first." Peng Li looked at the flames of war and said calmly.

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!" Without giving up a loud shout, he picked up a big knife from the ground and rushed forward without saying a word.

"This little monk..." Xie Xiaolou looked at the back of Bujie Far away, "I know it's an illusion, and it's so bloody, I like it!" ”

After speaking, Xie Xiaolou looked around and picked up a spear, after all, he had the idea that it was an inch long and an inch strong, would it be too easy to get injured with a knife.

With the rumbling of cannons in his ears, Xie Xiaolou never dreamed that he would appear on the battlefield against foreign enemies, and he was still holding a lagging spear.

"Up!" Xie Xiaolou shouted, as if he was cheering himself on, and rushed forward with his spear.

At this time, the soldiers of the first few waves of the Boxers had already made flesh and blood shields, and the soldiers who came later had rushed into the Russian troops and started hand-to-hand combat with them.

Xie Xiaolou rushed and hidden, following the route of Bujie, only to see Bujie flying up in front of him, the nine-ring knife in his hand flashed with cold light, he was very good, rushing into the pile of soldiers was like a wolf into a flock, how many people in hand-to-hand combat were his opponents, although those Tsarist soldiers were tall and strong, but they were strong in martial arts, and they were good at using skill, and they hacked those Tsarist soldiers to death in a short time.

During this period, several strong men who were beaten with their fists vomited blood and died on the spot.

It turns out that there is a situation of hand-tearing devils!

Those who say it's unrealistic to tear devils just haven't seen real masters.

Xie Xiaolou was hiding behind a wall and watching Zhengshuang, when suddenly there was a thunderous shout behind him, his whole body tightened, and he hurriedly turned around, only to see a vicious Tsarist soldier raising his black muzzle at him.

"I'll fuck your uncle!" Xie Xiaolou scolded, the spear in his hand swung over, and the Russian soldier also shot at the same time, fortunately, his spear body was swept by Xie Xiaolou's spear, and the direction was crooked, and a bullet quickly shot into Xie Xiaolou's left shoulder.

"Ah~"

The first time he was bulleted, Xie Xiaolou knew what it was like, his left shoulder felt like it was about to fall apart, and the bullet was still in high temperature, directly touching the blood vessels and nerves, and he just wanted to cut off his shoulder.

"!" Xie Xiaolou didn't know where he got the strength, so he actually lifted the spear with his right hand alone and plunged it straight into the other party's chest.

The other party screamed, not knowing what to shout in his mouth, and raised his rifle to kill with the bayonet of the gun.

At this time, a shell landed next to the two men.

"Boom!"

Xie Xiaolou only felt that the world was spinning, and then his eyes were dark, and he was unconscious. (To be continued.) )