Life is a gamble, and Du Yuan is gambling. In the vast sea of fog and chaos, of course he had no way of knowing the direction of Wei Ran, he was betting on two things. The first one was quick to bear fruit, and when he slammed it to the ground, although the pain was not intense, his breathing suddenly stopped, as if his bones were scattered all over the ground. But soon he got up, not because he was energetic and uneventful, but because he saw a group of things, a group of ghosts, or more precisely, a group of zombies.

A thick white mist shrouded the dirt slope halfway up the mountainside, and the sound of swords and soldiers fighting each other was still some distance away from here, and there was nothing but fog and fog in all directions. And in the midst of this lingering fog, shadows were full of shadows, and one after another ghosts were stepping through the fog miasma and moving towards him. Du Yuan stumbled up, and was about to turn around and run, when suddenly, a figure stood in front of him, and Fu Lingxiao said with a hideous face, "Do you still want to run?" Where to run! ”

"I'm not messing with you." Du Yuanyuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Don't you just want that fragment, I'll give it to you." ”

Fu Lingxiao frowned, "What tricks are you playing like a slut!" ”

"My life is almost gone, are you still in the mood to play tricks?" Du looked back at the side of the road, the group of zombies was getting closer and closer, and this time it was up to him to see if the second thing he gambled on could be realized.

"It's good to know." Fu Lingxiao smiled conceitedly and shouted, "Bring it!" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll spit it out for you." Du Yuanyuan pretended to be lucky, and Fu Lingxiao naturally saw those ghosts at this time, but he didn't pay attention to them at all, just took a few steps back and said, "Come here!" ”

"Uh-huh." Du Yuanyuan was quite obedient, didn't they say that there were a large number of unjust souls and it was difficult to deal with, how could they not see it at all from Fu Lingxiao's face, so he said, "Your Highness Fu, don't you clear the ghosts and ghosts first, isn't that your duty." ”

"What duty!" Fu Lingxiao said proudly, "This is Your Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, how can you go back and do such a lowly thing." ”

"Heh, hehe." Du Yuanyuan sneered in his heart, what a second-generation official who pretended to be forced without paper! "No, of course you're not afraid, but they're dangling behind me, and it's really hard for me to concentrate on spitting out the fragments, so it's better for you to clean them up first, anyway, I can't beat you, and the fragments will be yours sooner or later."

"Sluts are verbose!" Fu Lingxiao was full of swagger, and he put up a score in front of Du Yuanyuan, "A few ghosts will scare your soul away, and the fragments of Kongtong left in your belly are really tyrannical!" You stand back, concentrate on taking out the treasure for the deity's luck, and don't play tricks on me! ”

"Yes, yes." Du Yuanyuan stepped back like a grandson, "Don't leave any of them." ”

Fu Lingxiao snorted lowly, the horizontal sword blocked in front of the zombies, or said that the benefits are really a good thing, can instantly turn enemies into friends, united front, Du Yuanyuan pretended to pick his throat and eyes, while aiming over there, only to see Fu Lingxiao slash towards a zombie with a sword, if he can't die, he can't die, Xiao Du thought silently in his heart.

With a knife cut down, the zombie's head suddenly fell from its neck, and it was not very reliable, and a stream of black blood gushed out from the broken neck, splashing Fu Lingxiao's face, which made Du Yuanyuan's heart feel happy.

"Filthy and hateful!" Fu Lingxiao wiped his face, and looked down at the silver-white brocade robe, all of them were in the soup, and His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, whose eyes were above the top, was instantly angry, and the sword swept away, and seven or eight head melons fell to the ground, but unfortunately, the pace of those headless zombies did not slow down in the slightest, Du Yuanyuan was so happy in his heart, the bet was won!

"How can it be!" Fu Lingxiao shouted, and his extreme annoyance and anger made him leave Du Yuanyuan behind for the time being, and he swung his sword and killed the zombie group. Brushing and brushing, the white light danced between the dense fog and ghosts, and a strong smell of rot spread in the air, which attracted unjust souls and wild ghosts from all directions, accumulating more and more, surrounding Fu Lingxiao.

The more arrogant a person is, the easier it is to make the mistake of underestimating the enemy, in this regard, Fu Lingxiao is somewhat similar to Mo Qingye, maybe Mo Qingye is not a light enemy, but knows that he is a strong enemy, and he is still stubborn. Slashing alone could not help these ghosts, Fu Lingxiao began to cast spells, but seeing that he was holding a sword in his right hand, his left hand was raised and swirled in the air, and a blue flame burned in his palm, he threw the blue fire towards the body of the zombie, and suddenly wailed to the sky, and the ghost disappeared.

However, the number of unjust souls is huge, and only a small number of them died this time, and there are still large troops in the rear to reinforce them. Fu Lingxiao was fighting fiercely with the zombies on his back, and he was still thinking about the fragments over there, shouting, "Inferior!" Okay, no! ”

"Right now, right away, stuck, oops, cough cough." Du coped remotely.

"A lowly man, he actually fooled the deity!" Fu Lingxiao became angry all of a sudden, but it was difficult to get out, and he shouted, "When I clean them up, I'll clean you up again!" As the words fell, another burst of dark blue flames ignited, and the smell of blood and burnt in the air was mixed, pungent and disgusting, Du Yuan covered his mouth, fanned hard in front of his nose with his hand, and said vaguely, "Who fooled you, now the fragment is in my mouth." ”

"Spit it out! Right away! Fu Lingxiao looked back and glared at him angrily and shouted.

"You can't take it away now, what's the hurry." Du Yuanyuan pinched his nose and stepped back a few feet away, shouting in a troubled manner: "Left, left!" Right right right side! Behind! Watch out ahead! ”

Fu Lingxiao was so angry that he had already lost all patience, and his head was entangled by a swarm of zombies. "Shut up!"

Du Yuanyuan smiled secretly in his heart, let you pretend, see if you still pretend. He didn't watch a good show, he wanted Fu Lingxiao to die!

Yes, there is no place to die!

If Mo Qingye really died at his hands, even if he was crushed and ashes, he would not be able to understand his hatred!