[His face is rotten, revealing most of his muddy skull, and his eye sockets are filled with a dull white.] 】

Chen Jian said, "I want to practice. ”

"Hmm. ”

He sat cross-legged on the bed, his body naturally began to be lucky, the Ze Qi in his body seemed to have a substance, and it was flowing down the blood vessels throughout his body, this feeling like soaking in a hot spring made Chen Jian very excited, the heat wave surged with the exhalation, and the cells in the whole body were boiling.

Chen Jian was full of emotion.

The cultivation time passed quickly, as if he was in a computer game, waiting for Chen Jian to open his eyes, and the sky was already dark.

Chen Chan was leaning against the window, flipping through a book borrowed from downstairs.

"Finished practicing?"

"Almost. ”

"I was told just now that I could go downstairs for dinner. ”

"Let's go!"

Cultivation took more physical strength than expected, and Chen Jian's stomach was already faintly moaning.

They left the room, and before they could go downstairs, they heard the chatter of the warriors.

There are not many people in the cafeteria. They quickly found two seats facing each other, fetched food from the chef and sat down to eat.

Chen Jian's knowledge of martial arts was scarce, and he could hardly understand the gossip of the people around him, but it didn't take long for someone to finally talk about the topic he was interested in-

"The destruction of the Ancient Mirror Gate seems to be true. ”

"Who did that?"

"Who knows? I heard that no one came out alive. Look over there, those few are from the Ancient Mirror Gate, and they are all planning to go back to Yunmengze. ”

"Could it be that Sect Master Ding was also killed!?"

"yes, I can't believe who has such a ability. Wudang's side has already sent someone to investigate, alas, what year is this. ”

Chen Jian looked at the disciples of the Ancient Mirror Sect and didn't find any familiar faces.

"Hua Lingyan seems to have come to the East China Sea, right?" Chen Jian asked Chen Chan in a low voice. "Did you see her?"

"Nope. I've been in the room before. ”

"Could it be that you have already returned to the Lingyuan? ”

"It's possible, after all, something like that happened. ”

Chen Chan was also listening to those people talk about it. Who instigated the massacre that night? Moreover, there were people who wanted to kill Chen Jian, which was the most disturbing thing for her.

"Hey, where are you from?"

Just as the two were whispering, a guard shouted at the door.

All eyes converged.

The bright lights in the house reflected the darkness outside even deeper, a ragged figure was clubbed in place, the cuffs with many broken silks were fluttering in the wind, a rancid smell flowed into the house, Chen Jian covered his nose, this ominous atmosphere stirred everyone's nerves.

Needless to say, the comer is not good!

"Hey, what are you doing?" the guard shouted, holding on to the famous warriors behind him.

The visitor didn't say a word, just walked straight into the house.

The guards blocked his way.

Even if he is a powerful martial artist, he should not be so presumptuous, not to mention that his clothes really don't look like the people who are invited.

The lights in the room gradually hit the faces of the visitors, and the guards shuddered.

The man standing in front of him, as if from the cemetery!

His face was rotten, revealing a muddy skull, and his eye sockets were filled with a dull white.

He stiffened his hand and reached over the guard's shoulder.

Suddenly, a silver light streaked across it, and the dirty right arm hit the ground.

Chen Jian looked for prestige, and the person who shot was a warrior sitting by the door. His name is Xia Puji, and he is a knight from the Business Federation. He has a well-proportioned figure and strong arms that give a sense of security.

Everyone was shocked by Xia Puji's actions.

Regardless of the reason, he suddenly made a move, this is an indiscriminate killing of innocents! Even if he is a chivalrous man, he has also violated the Great Western Law.

"Brother Xia, what are you doing?" exclaimed a warrior.

"Stay away!"

Xia Puji waved his hand to block the passer, and grabbed the guard's shoulder with the other hand, dragging him away from the comer.

Like zombies.

This was Chen Jian's first reaction after seeing the comer—a rotten body, stiff behavior, this is exactly the characteristics of a zombie! And the man's arm was cut off but he was indifferent, and he didn't seem to feel pain at all.

His empty eyes stared at Xia Puji, and then, he raised his remaining left hand and continued to move forward.

Just when Xia Puji was about to swing his sword again, something unexpected happened.

The body of the visitor swelled and swelled in an instant, like an inflated balloon, and countless blisters erupted from the cracked skin.

Syllable!

The body exploded in an instant, and the torn flesh foam sprinkled into the room like rain, Chen Jian was quick to grab Chen Chan, and rushed to the corner of the room between the lightning and flint, without staining the corpse residue.

"Ah——!h

Xia Puji came with a heart-rending scream.

He had consciously avoided it, but he was too close to the comer, and the shattered skin clung to him, and he wailed, rolling on the ground in pain, feeling like a thousand needles were piercing his body, and it was like being thrown into a raging fire.

His cry was like a signal, and a few seconds later, more people who touched the remains of the corpse fell to the ground.

For a moment, the huge hall was filled with blood and rancidity, and the parts contaminated with the residue made a sizzling sound, and the skin of those warriors quickly festered, even if they desperately used Ze Qi to protect their bodies, it was useless.

They huddled together in a panic, the area of contact between each other's skin became larger, one sticking to the other, dissolving into an invisible pulp, and then exploding.

"Let's go!"

Chen Jian slammed open the window and pulled Chen Chan out of the purgatory of this piece of meat.

"So, what is that!?"

Chen Chan's upper and lower teeth trembled, and her right hand tightly grasped Chen Jian's arm.

Chen Jian didn't know. How could he possibly know?

Thinking of what he had just witnessed, Chen Jian's stomach began to surge, and the food he had swallowed had turned upside down into his throat. He spat out a mouthful of food scraps with a hideous face, and looked to see where he was going next.

Supply to the northwest!

By the moonlight, he quickly found the stable, took out a horse casually, and immediately whipped up the whip and ran to the place where the logistics were located after sitting with Chen Chan, the wailing behind him was still there, but it didn't take long for him to be thrown into the distance and gradually fade away.

Chen Jian had palpitations.

That's not a zombie at all, it's a contagious human flesh bomb!

There is still this kind of ghost thing in this world, but looking at the reaction of those warriors, they did not guard against it, indicating that that kind of bomb is something new and unheard of.

It is likely to be the work of the Dragon King, and the news must be told to others immediately.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jian maintained a calm beyond ordinary people. He quickly suppressed his nausea and fear, thinking about what to do next.

Chen Jian found that Chen Chan couldn't stop trembling.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

He comforted her in a calm tone.

Chen Chan was a little calmer.

Suddenly, an electric current rushed through her body, and she slowly turned her head, her eyes widened, and a word came out of her mouth.

"That's ...... The soul-holding burial of the Hundred Bitter Sect!"