The door to death row collapsed, and several white shadows rushed in, knocking the jailer to the ground in just a few seconds.

Only then did Dong Lang see their appearance, they were as strong as Tibetan mastiffs, with a protruding snout, a flat and hairless head, and no eyes could be seen, but the nose was thick and long, a bit like a tapir.

Several monsters had longer hands and feet than ordinary dogs, and their bows showed strange bends under their bodies. He is very agile in his movements, with sharp fangs and a small handful of red hairs under his forehead.

The jailer snorted and lost his life. The three monsters bit his neck, waist and legs respectively, and the blood and the monster's saliva were mixed together, which was terrifying and abnormal.

Donglang couldn't move, and his body didn't obey the call at all.

The monster's mouth emits a bizarre cooing sound that is creepy. The three monsters let go of the jailer and shook their heads and stared at Fuyuro in unison.

Dong Lang was shocked and at a loss, but he saw the fallen hell pawn suddenly stand up.

"Great, uncle?" Donglang whispered, and found that the jailer's expression was strange, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was expressionless, and his neck was dyed bright red, but he didn't seem to be aware of it.

Suddenly, the jailer opened his eyes, and a ghostly light came out. The monster's cry seemed to have a strange magical power, and it completely controlled the jailer.

The jailer's eyes glowed with a strange dark blue, and he stared blankly at the wall, but his hands were on the heavy iron door, and he took out the key in his arms and slowly opened it.

No matter how Donglang called, the jailer didn't notice. Or, Donglang really felt that the jailer was completely dead.

It's hard to imagine that the two people who were still chatting just now have been separated by yin and yang in an instant.

Dong Lang reluctantly supported his body to move towards the corner of the wall, although this could not prevent the invasion of monsters, but at this time, all movements seemed to be human instinct, a real desire to survive.

The three monsters paced at strange steps step by step towards Donglang After all, it seemed that there was a chill in the air.

Suddenly, one of the monsters jumped out, opened its mouth and gnawed on Donglang's body, Donglang let out a painful scream, his sharp teeth cut through his body, and Donglang's arm seemed to be clamped by giant pincers, and it would break if he was forced.

But at this moment, a strange whimper came from the monster's mouth. The cold feeling of the sharp teeth seemed to melt into Donglang's blood, and a chill flowed from his arms all over his body, Donglang didn't seem to resist this cold, on the contrary, this cold made him very comfortable.

The monster that had bitten him quickly dried up, as if its blood had been drained, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white corpse.

Looking at Dong Lang again, his eyes were glowing with royal blue, and he looked radiant, and most of the scars on his body had healed.

The other two monsters saw that their companions were inexplicably killed, and their mouths let out hateful grunts, but they didn't dare to take another half step, but gradually retreated along the gate, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

The corpse of the jailer was left standing on the spot, his eyes still glowing with a faint light.

Donglang couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he struggled to stand up with his body propped up, his eyes complicated as he and the dead jailer face each other.

The jailer looked at Donglang's eyes still blank, and the monster in the distance howled twice, and he seemed to obey the call, no longer caring about the person in front of him, dragging his stiff steps, slowly walking towards the gate of death row like a walking corpse.

"Snow ghosts. Donglang said quietly.

At a loss, Donglang dragged the shackles on his body and slowly walked up the steps, the prison was empty, only blood everywhere.

It took him a long time to find his way out, but the snow was still falling, leaving a long trail of footprints on the snow, and in the direction of the footprints, the crowd had disappeared at the end of the street.

The howls of countless monsters in the snowy night faded away in the wind and snow, leaving Donglang alone in the wind and snow.

A few days later, two men and a woman came from the eastern side of Weishui, all dressed in white and plain crowns, as if they did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Senior Sister Yu'er, if Master found out that we were above the town, Edgeworth would be scolded again, I would have known that I wouldn't have brought you two naughty ghosts out. ”

One of the girls was well-behaved, stuck out her tongue and said, "Aren't people just entering the Spirit Ruins Realm, anyway, Master and his old man are thousands of miles away, and they won't be discovered if they play a little bit." ”

A slightly thin boy at the back panted and said, "Little Senior Sister, you are flying too fast, I, I almost can't keep up." ”

The girl knocked on the boy's head and said, "I told you to usually practice without strength, and if you don't hurry up to practice when you return to Lingyun Peak, you will be punished by the master when you turn back!"

The first one cleared his throat and said, "You two pay attention to our mission. There are snow ghosts near Weishui for days, so don't be careless. ”

"These little demons, this girl can deal with them with one hand. It's your little brother, don't be caught by ghosts. I've heard that these goblins love to eat children's hearts. The girl leaned into the boy's ear.

The boy's eyes widened and he said, "Little sister, don't scare me, I'm cowardly." Originally, it was good to do chores in Zicheng Pavilion, but I wanted to take on some tasks! This is my first time!"

"Okay, don't make a fuss, this place is called Fanyang, and it is the city closest to Weishui. We will settle in the city now, and we will explore it tomorrow. The man put away his sword and continued, "Before entering the city, you should walk on foot, and you must not disturb the local people." ”

The three of them entered the city along the official road, but found that there was no one along the road, and they thought that the people were closed in the cold, but they did not find that there were ruins and broken walls everywhere until they entered the city.

I wanted to ask someone, but I found that this was a dead city at all, and there was not even a living person in the entire Fanyang.

The three of them were shocked, knowing that the situation was serious and decided to return immediately, but they met someone before leaving.

If it weren't for the wild dogs barking and biting, the people would still treat him as a snow sculpture and ask him what his name was, but they would not say anything.

This person was covered in broken clothes, his eyes were blank, leaning against a dead tree, it seemed that a long time had passed, but he was still alive, this person was none other than Dong Lang.

"Bring him back to the sect first, and everything will be decided by the master. The man at the head frowned, and picked up Donglang with a complicated look in his eyes.

The three flying swords came out of their sheaths and roared away.

Leave the city empty.