Chen Ziyang, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up, panting heavily, he only felt a sharp pain coming from his chest, just when he was thinking about what happened before he passed out, a big hand reached over, pressed it a few times in front of him, and made a gesture to let him not make too drastic movements.

Turning his head to look over, Chen Ziyang found that the person who stretched out his hand was Liu Cong, and it seemed that Liu Cong didn't want to move around now. Through the gas mask, Chen Ziyang could hear his own heavy gasps, so he had to hold it hard, slowing down his breathing while looking around.

His chest had been wrapped with white bandages, and looking at the area of these bandages, Chen Ziyang knew that the wound on his chest this time was definitely not small. The others were surrounding him, squatting on the ground and guarding, and their expressions were very solemn, as if they were facing a very difficult enemy.

On his side, Saburo was parked there, and the Vulcan cannon machine gun on the chariot was slowly rotating, and it seemed that it was also guarding the surroundings. Umbrella Shishuai was lying on the ground not far from Desperate Saburo, Chen Ziyang saw Umbrella Shishuai's chest lying together rhythmically, it seemed that he should be fine, and his breathing was relatively stable.

Covering the wound on his chest, Chen Ziyang sat up slowly, and at the same time, Liu Cong's voice came from his headphones: "Don't move around yet, there is an abnormal situation around, there was a black fog that hit us just now, and one of the team members has died." ”

At this time, Chen Ziyang noticed that on the other side of his body, there was a dried corpse lying there, looking at the clothes on the dried corpse and Liu Cong, they should be the same as Liu Cong, they should be in the previous team. Then Chen Ziyang hurriedly looked around, wanting to see which one was the one who died, whether it would be Nice.

Nice's tall figure instantly appeared in Chen Ziyang's gaze, and he saw Nice turning from the other side of Desperate Saburo, looking at the situation of the umbrella stone handsome who fell to the ground.

Jin Huang and Fang Zheng were holding a magic weapon in one hand and were slowly moving around. It seems that the person who died should be a technician, and the other technician is estimated to be operating the tank inside Saburo desperately.

Although Chen Ziyang was curious about what happened after he passed out, he knew that now was not the time to ask questions, and even if he did, he should first ask what he needed to face now.

"What are you wary of?"

"When you fell down just now, a black mist flew over from a distance, and the evil aura was very big, and I didn't know what it was. Your physical condition is not good, the knife just now injured you more seriously, if we hadn't arrived in time, you would have been sucked into a dry corpse, you can rest well, you don't have to worry about things here. ”

From Liu Cong's words, Chen Ziyang heard Liu Cong's solemnity, what can make Maoshan Fu Master Liu Cong so nervous must be very difficult to deal with. Then Chen Ziyang turned his head and looked in the direction that Liu Cong had indicated just now, which should be the place where he found the strange black pool, and the black mist might have flown out from there.

Enduring the sharp pain in his chest, Chen Ziyang stood up, he felt that his current physical condition was okay, although his chest was painful, but this knife should not be inserted too deeply, and the pain in his chest did not intensify with his movement, it seems that this knife should not hurt his internal organs, but the knife edge is slightly wider.

Fang Zheng held a yellow soul-locking umbrella in his hand, this umbrella was made of yellow cloth, and the surface of the umbrella was painted with red cinnabar all over the charms, and at the same time, there were spirit runes hanging down on the edge of the umbrella. As soon as he saw this umbrella, Chen Ziyang knew that Maoshan Lingshi's righteous Taoism was definitely not ordinary.

If you want to deal with these evil things, you still need a Maoshan spirit master to play, Chen Ziyang wanted to be a Maoshan spirit master back then, but he was extremely soft and his mana was not enough, so he really couldn't do it. He didn't even learn half of the old way of subduing demons and catching ghosts, looking at Fang Zheng at this time, Chen Ziyang was full of emotion in his heart, and finally saw the expert.

The funniest thing is the Maoshan Formation Master Jin Huang, it stands to reason that the magic weapons used by the Taoist Master of the Maoshan Formation Master are some magic weapons that can be used as the foundation of the formation, these magic weapons can not only drive away evil things, but also can be placed according to the direction or the formation eye when needed, and form a formation casually, but the magic weapon in Jin Huang's hand is not like this, and this magic weapon is so weird that Chen Ziyang almost didn't cry.

The magic weapon in Jin Huang's hand turned out to be an altar, an altar made of clay! The jar is not too big, only about half a meter in diameter. If it weren't for the spells carved on this jar and the yellow spirit runes pasted on it, it is very likely that Chen Ziyang would think that this is a wine jar, and it would be more appropriate to paste a red paper on it and write the word "wine".

Liu Cong held a pile of spirit talismans in one hand, and a golden short dagger in the other, squatting between Chen Ziyang and Umbrella Shishuai, looking in the other direction vigilantly, Liu saw Chen Ziyang stand up, Liu Cong showed a concerned look at him, and shook his head at the same time, which means that Chen Ziyang is not needed yet, I hope he will not force himself too much.

After standing in place for a while and getting used to it, Chen Ziyang felt that his chest was not so painful, since his chest was not in serious trouble, it was better to join the defense, after all, one more person would have more strength, so Chen Ziyang took out a morphine injection from his first aid kit and injected it near his wound.

The effect of morphine was immediate, and after a while, Chen Ziyang couldn't feel the pain in his chest, so he held the Hundred Slashing Sword in one hand and the Five Emperors Money in the other. slowly walked to Liu Cong's side and helped him guard the direction behind him.

With Nice to take care of, it shouldn't be a big deal, but the main problem now is to figure out who attacked the technician. Originally, Chen Ziyang wanted to show Liu Cong the piece of tortoise shell he was carrying, hoping that the things on it could give some hints to his people, and maybe it would record the things that attacked his team.

But at this time, Chen Ziyang felt as if a black shadow was dangling in front of him. Chen Ziyang, who saw this scene, immediately became vigilant, and at the same time poured mana into his eyes, opened the second layer of yin and yang eyes, and looked around.

Sure enough, in Chen Ziyang's gaze, he saw a light blue spherical thing slowly rotating around the place where several people gathered, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

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