Wang Yin didn't know what was going on, but this strange scene made a trace of fear rise in his heart. As the saying goes, fierce ghosts are afraid of the wicked. Wang Yin, as the leader of the "White Tiger Battalion", could not count the blood on his hands and the human lives on his body, although this strange scene made him very uneasy in his heart, but the evil was born in the guts, Wang Yin still took out the dagger he carried with him, walked to the front of the huge guard, and then stabbed the dagger violently at the back of his heart, the technique was old and fierce, stabbing a full thirty-eight knives in a row in a few seconds, and the knife was fatal! After Wang Yin got up, the murderous intent in his eyes receded, threw down a bag of gold coins, and led his subordinates to leave.

Wang Yin knew that he was at a loss, he didn't say goodbye to anyone, and galloped all the way with his subordinates, and in the time of a stick of incense, he left Junyun City and joined the subordinates stationed outside the city, and then, the group returned to their garrison territory overnight...

In fact, when Wang Yin stabbed the first time, the great elder of Junyun Academy was able to stop it, but the pain of losing his beloved grandson, as well as being dissatisfied with Zhang Yi's arrogant attitude towards him, made Wang Gou have 10,000 reasons in his heart to persuade himself not to interfere, and killing people with a knife is also a better means of revenge.

When Wang Yin and his party left, Wang Gou led the group to 126, at this time, Dawei crawled down in a pool of blood, his face was pale and bloodless, and a disciple stepped forward to check and shook his head at Wang Gou. Wang Gou looked very sad, picked up a bag of gold coins on the ground, and with a flash of light in his right hand, a huge black iron coffin appeared in the room, and then handed the gold coins to one of his disciples, and ordered the huge guard to be buried outside Junyun City. A trace of greed flashed in the disciple's eyes while holding the gold coin, and he hurriedly nodded in agreement,

The human heart is really an inscrutable thing.

That night, the disciple who was responsible for burying the big guard did not fulfill his promise, but just threw the black iron coffin into the mass grave and returned to the academy to resume his life.

Half a year later...

Zhang Yi returned from treasure hunting and gained a lot. But after knowing that his only disciple died tragically, he didn't do anything surprising, on the contrary, in the process of listening to people tell the story, it was like listening to a story, smiling, there was no trace of waves on his face, very calm, calm and frightening.

Time passed minute by minute, and the person of Dawei was slowly forgotten, because he was not a person who belonged to this world, disappeared, and no one would remember him...

Ten years later, the war between the Dragon God Empire and the Demon Spirit Empire also changed from the beginning of local friction to a full-scale war, more people were involved, due to the shortage of resources, the Dragon God Empire began to recycle all iron tools, used to forge swords to make armor, due to the high price, many illegal alchemy farms began to collect metal products, including coffins...

A dark and windy night...

Mass graves outside the city...

Big brother, let's steal the coffin, what should we do with the dead? A tall man in his thirties asked a middle-aged man who was relatively thin beside him.

What should I do with the dead? Now that the Dragon God Empire and the Demon Spirit Empire are in full swing, there are countless casualties, and the fourteen-year-old man must go to the battlefield, although he does not have to go to the front line of the war, but the cruel training of the recruit camp is five out of ten, and only five out of ten people can survive the recruit training, and after the recruit training is completed, he will be reorganized and distributed, and he will go to the front line of the war to support in less than a year, unless he pays 1,000 copper coins to the empire every month, he can avoid joining the army, and now that you and I are running out, do you want to join the army? The thin man asked with a gloomy face.

After hearing this, the tall man's face turned pale, his head was lowered, and two words popped out between his teeth, not wanting to...

Don't you want to? When you can't protect yourself, what kind heart do you have to care about the dead people? Are you stupid in the head by the "ten taels of meat on the chest" of the widow Zhang in the village? The thin middle-aged man reprimanded mockingly.

The tall middle-aged man didn't speak, his eyes stared straight at the huge black coffin in front of him, and suddenly he seemed to have made up his mind, burst into a shout, and kicked his right foot towards the junction of the black coffin lid, open it for me!

The middle-aged man's foot contains the strength of refining the body, and the strength is huge, only to hear the bang! A sound of metal impact came, and then the pitch-black black iron coffin lid was lifted, and the two of them approached to see the dead man in the coffin, but this look, both of them were so frightened that they couldn't possess their bodies, and they screamed ghosts!

There was a dry male corpse lying in the coffin, the male corpse's skin was wrinkled, and the white pajamas and pajamas were corroded like strips of cloth hanging on the body, but the eyeballs of this male corpse were not dehydrated at all, and the blue eyeballs glowed dimly from the pupils, which was extremely weird...

Boom~ There was a loud thunderclap, followed by a pouring rain. The rain slapped on the male corpse, splashing water, when the rain dripped on the eyes of the male corpse, there was a strange scene, the transparent rain hit the blue eyeballs and instantly turned into a red viscous liquid, and then the red liquid seeped into the male corpse's body, the rain became heavier and heavier, the speed of red liquid seepage was limited after all, and soon, the black coffin was full of bright red liquid, and the strange thing was that although the coffin was full of bright red liquid, not a drop flowed out of the edge, just like a balance, a balance that could not be broken, and it was like a rule, a rule that could not be broken。

The rain gradually subsided, and the coffin full of bright red liquid lay there quietly, and the black gas visible to the naked eye began to gather around the black coffin, and the black gas floated above the coffin, forming an extremely complex magic circle!!!

At the same time, the sun was rising, the sun shone on the black coffin, and the bright red liquid began to boil, and then a young man who was not covered stood up from the coffin, the young man with black hair and black eyes was the huge Wei who died ten years ago, but the temperament of the huge Wei had changed drastically.

Huge Wei's eyes stared coldly in the direction of Junyun City, like an ancient beast that had been trapped for a long time staring at the initiator who designed to trap him, his eyes were fierce and violent...