"Good sister, let's go together. Silver Dust said with a smile as his fingers moved dishonestly. The girl's wrist was gently held by Silver Dust's left hand. Feeling the slight heat coming from the palm of her hand, feeling the five fingers of Yinchen gently rubbing her wrist slightly and dishonestly, the girl generously replied with a sweet and greasy smile, and then with a slight force in her little hand, she pulled Yinchen out of the deepest corner of the cave.

However, the moment Silver Dust retreated, everything was completely different.

The flickering light of the fire separated the four girls from Silver Dust and Powder. The bright, reddish glow swayed brightly and brightly because of the faint turbulence in the cavern. At this time, it is impossible to see from the perspective of the four Yin Yang and Hezong women, whether it is Silver Dust or their Venerable or the wall behind them, there is a layer of swaying light waves on the surface, and the shadows of the fine stalactites and the illuminated highlights are swaying, forming an illusion of constant flickering in human vision, and Silver Dust opens the coronation of the gods at the moment closest to the stone wall. At the same time, he uses arcane magic wave suppression to minimize the brilliant sparkle of the crowning of the gods.

In an instant, there was a star-like flash from his body, and then he fell silent again, the flash was so inconspicuous in the swaying firelight, but only slightly brighter. No one among the girls cared about this little episode, and the old man of Shengyang, who was hanging aside, didn't expect that Yinchen seemed to be afraid to hide such a deep catty between retreating, and he thought that Yinchen was instinctively avoiding the girl's thunder and lightning wind.

With the silver dust after the coronation of the gods, he was full of confidence, and the Holy Magister's defensive magic was no joke, and he quickly followed Fan'er very diligently, holding Fan'er's soft little wrist all the time and refusing to let go.

Outside the irregularly shaped cavern is a short, potholed tunnel, and under the naturally formed stalactites, sparkling jasper-like stalagmites grow out of shallow puddles, making the road even more difficult. Coming out of the tunnel, you will see a grassy field with a small winding mountain range in the background. At this time, the sun was rising in the east, and a round of red sun hung on the peak of the hill behind it, lazily sprinkling a golden-red light. Blue sky and white clouds, green grass clinging, a soft and quiet picture, no zombies, no black clouds, as if the terrible undead disaster was just last nightmare. Silver dust came out of the hole, and there was really a feeling of being reincarnated.

In front of him, on the emerald grass, thirty-three simple grass huts happened to be illuminated by the morning sun, and the reddish-brown branches and green blades of grass glowed with a crystalline translucent light. In the grass shed, from time to time came out one or two teenage girls with curly curls, they were all wearing pink palace robes, combing all kinds of beautiful sideburns, and without exception, they were all wearing heavy makeup, without exception, the corners of their eyes were wrinkled with deep crow's feet.

These girls are as beautiful as dreams, but through the field scanning, Silver Dust keenly found that many details on their bodies did not look like teenage girls, but like eighty or ninety years old women. Many girls rubbed a thick white powder on their hands, and under the chalky thick foundation, a few dark brown age spots were faintly visible. Many girls' steps look light and soft, but in fact, the swing of their legs is extremely uncoordinated, because their hip joints have long been permanently disengaged, and their femoral heads are completely rotten and dead.

This is not a shocking sin.

Among the girls who go in and out, many of them are dragging a **** with one hand The corpses, those corpses were covered with blue and white colors, and in many places there were even a few purple-black patches as big as the mouth of the bowl, especially on the lips and cheeks, which showed blue-purple and purple-black spiral stripes, and even had a strange and terrifying fluorescence, and the hair of each corpse was dry yellow, and the texture was like the worst particle board fiber, and the eye sockets of each corpse were deeply sunken, like two small craters, only their eyeballs were still clear and transparent, like brown glass beads。 These corpses are all men, with no flesh and blood on their bodies, not even internal organs, just a pair of blue-white human skin clinging to the tall and thick bones, if it weren't for the unusually large and tall underneath, purple and swollen like eggplant, I am afraid that they will really be regarded by Silver Dust as a dry corpse that cannot distinguish gender. These dried corpses were the driest corpses Silver Dust had ever seen, and the belly and abdomen under the ribs and above the pelvis were a thin sheet of human skin, and even the structure of the spine could be clearly identified when viewed from the front. The corpses seemed to be very light, and each girl dragged two corpses in one hand, still walking like a fly, and several of them were trotting all the way to another camp not far away.

Silver Dust followed the girls' gaze and saw the camp with only three tents, dark green tents, the miserable white skeleton eating artemisia grass logo, and a huge cauldron in the middle of the camp and a bonfire that was forever emitting industrial pollution-grade black smoke, there was no doubt that it was the camp of the Poison Dragon Cult.

Silverdust's feet took a small step in that direction, and then immediately retracted. From Zhang Mengmeng's explanation, Yinchen learned that the Poison Dragon Sect and the Demon Sect have always been in the same breath, and they are relatively friendly to each other, and the disciples of the Demon Sect in distress may be able to ask them for help, but Silver Dust thought about it and dispelled this tempting thought, because the tent of the Poison Dragon Sect appeared unharmed next to the grass shed of the Yin-Yang and Hezong, and even the disciples of the Yin-Yang and Hezong could casually enter and exit the camp of the Poisonous Dragon Sect, which was supposed to be heavily defended, so the relationship between the Poisonous Dragon Sect and the Yin-Yang and the Hezong must be deeper and better than the relationship between the Demon Pavilion and the Poison Dragon Sect。 Silver Dust didn't dare to gamble his life on the friendship between the Demon Sect and the Poison Dragon Sect, he knew very well that the so-called friendship between the Demon Dao was just a short-term alliance focused on immediate interests.

Silver Dust cautiously retracted his steps and continued to follow the thirteen-year-old girl named Fan'er to the open space in the middle of the small grass shed. At this time, the sun is just right, the grass is green, the flowers and butterflies are dancing together, the white clouds and the rock sheep are the same color, the simple grass shed is bathed in the sun, as soft as a picture scroll, and the whole camp exudes vitality, but in such a soft and quiet picture, the girl in the pink palace dress as wide as the flowing clouds, smiling beautifully like flowers, running, but dragging two miserable dead corpses behind her, forcibly turning a soft and beautiful picture into a hellish Yama-like eerie scene. (To be continued.) )