"Hallucinations?"

"Are you hallucinating?"

"No, it's Sima Bai who has disappeared."

Yan Wang held the gun and turned around again and again, but in the gray fog in the field, all his perceptions seemed to be compressed to the extreme, and he couldn't probe too far at all.

He looked down and quickly glanced at the Tiger Talisman he held in his left hand, which was still dim.

"Damn! What about Sima Bai? ”

King Yan was furious in his heart, he should have been determined to win today, but he lost his wife and broke his army, and this Sima Bai didn't know what hole cards he was hiding, and he suddenly disappeared.

"It must be some kind of foreign object that has a life-saving effect, but if it can disappear from under my nose, it must be a very precious foreign object... I didn't expect the demon queen to waste the baby on such mediocre talents, hum! ”

Although the anger surged, Yan Wang still immediately leaned over and carefully stained his body with the surrounding dust, which may not be of much use, but it is better than not doing well.

...

...

In the gray mist, Xia Yan stood quietly, like a cold stone sculpture standing here.

[Toad Palace Stealing Incense Step] is really useful, especially in the gray mist, the effect of "silent" can be expanded several times.

He was just one step, and he was detached from the induction of King Yan.

However, he was not ready to leave.

Since he can't do without Yujing, a prince like King Yan who is bent on putting him to death must die.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength.

What's more, King Yan is experienced in a hundred battles and has a very strong strength.

And he... It's just a "newcomer" who is just beginning to adapt to the world.

"Either I kill you, or you kill me... This is the world. Over here... The doomsday siege, everything is very strange, and it is no longer the rule of law society of Blue Star. The only thing I can rely on is myself..."

His eyes became more and more fierce, but he was so quiet that even his breathing and heartbeat were perfectly hidden, like a young tiger hunting large prey for the first time.

He stood in the mist, covered in gray.

"Huh?"

A cold aura suddenly enveloped him.

Beside him, some strange silhouettes from far and near...

Xia Yan looked and saw some strange creepers, who were approaching quickly.

He couldn't help but think: it turns out that there are not only those giant monsters in this gray mist, but also small ones...

For example, in front of you, these "people" crawling on the ground.

If anything, they're still people.

These things reminded him of the coconut, Sadako, and spider spirit in the movies and TV he had seen in his previous life...

His face was pale, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were white, his resentment was haunting, and he crawled strangely on the ground...

These creeping monsters smelled the breath of the living, and with their hands and feet, they sped up again, and "swished" towards him quickly, like a gust of wind.

At the same time, Xia Yan only felt that he was locked by some kind of cold supernatural power.

Lock is locked, you can't move and you can't move...

The boy didn't look panicked.

In the "eyes" of these strange creepers, the breath of the living ...... Disappeared suddenly!

？？？

He who was standing in the place of the living became his own kind.

？？？

It was a water ghost who was wet all over, and there seemed to be aquatic plants still stuck in his hair, and his body exuded a dead air.

？？？

The creeper slowed down and passed past the water ghost.

The water ghost is none other than Xia Yan.

The moment he becomes a ghost, these creepers stop targeting him.

Xia Yan stood quietly on the side, patiently observing.

To his surprise, the line of creepers seemed to be long.

When he saw the first few before, he thought that was all there was to it.

When I look at it now, I realize that there are more hidden in the gray mist.

Giant monsters travel alone, small monsters in groups... Outside this Jade City, it's really the end of the ghost tide...

As the creeping ghosts advanced, Xia Yan found other ghosts.

There are ghosts walking like zombies with their hands hanging down; There is a ghost walking with a big chapped mouth and a long tongue; There is also a ghost with a body like a jar and a head in his left hand...

This scene is extremely terrifying, terrifying, it is like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the Yin soldiers are in the aisle...

Xia Yan watched them carefully, and as the ghosts were about to pass by, he suddenly moved, turned around stiffly, followed the last ghost, and secretly blended into their ranks.

In front of him was the ghost with a body like a jar and a head in his left hand...

Xia Yan had heard of this thing before the crossing, it was a superstition in the countryside, saying that it was called a half-cut cylinder, and he would die if he saw it.

He followed behind the half-cylinder, and walked slowly, merging in between... There was not even the slightest disharmony.

This is the Yin Soldier Corridor...

On King Yan's side, he didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, so he lay down in the dirt, restraining his breath with all his might, and remained motionless.

Either the realm of King Yan is quite high, or the distance is far, or he has mastered some tricks to dodge, he is lying down like this, and the hundred ghosts really only walked over from a distance.

Pity... Xia Yan had been staring at King Yan, and naturally he also saw him.

Xia Yan bent down and pinched a few sharp stones, and shook off his wet arm.

The sharp stone roared in the direction of King Yan.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The sharp stones fell to the ground one after another, and some directly hit Yan Wang.

King Yan was trying his best to restrain his breath, mixing with the dirt, and pretending to be faked, but as soon as the sharp stone fell on him, he was stunned for a moment.

The sound sounded, and several creepers suddenly stopped, slowly tilted their heads, looked in the direction where the sound was made, and then crawled over...

Yan Wang: ...........

He resisted the thought of immediately bounce up and run away, suppressing the urge to get nervous to beat wildly.

He can't move...

Absolutely not!

As long as they don't move, these monsters may still ......

His thoughts weren't quite down yet.

Syllable!

Syllable!

A few more stones fell on him.

Yan Wang: ???!!!

Grass.

Grass.

What is throwing stones?

This movement made the creeper, who had been slowing down, crawl up again.

Not only that, but some ghosts were also attracted and walked in the direction of King Yan.

Infinite pressure pressed on King Yan.

Syllable!

Syllable!

A few more stones fell, marking exactly where King Yan was.

King Yan's heart was like a drumstick smashing, his stomach was on fire, and he couldn't wait to torture and kill the ghost thing who threw the stone, and he could pay any price for it.

However, he knew that he couldn't hide it, his breath was no longer restrained, his hands "snapped" on the ground, and his body bounced, like a big harrier flying close to the ground, dragging the spear diagonally, and fled into the distance.

But he's fast, and the creeper is faster.

Xia Yan saw strange white shadows flashing, and there was a miserable wail in the distance.

"Ahhh

"Ah~~~"

Immediately, he saw that King Yan was being dragged back roughly.

King Yan's legs had been torn off, his hands were still clutching the ground, his five fingers were stained with blood, buckled in the mud, and he wailed in despair that was not like a human voice, and his five fingers ploughed the ground and pulled it out, his body instinctively wanted to escape.

But he couldn't escape.

Soon... He was overwhelmed and torn apart by these ghosts.

Torn piece after piece.

Then a group of ghosts seemed to have found food, gathered around, and ate slowly.

After a while, King Yan disappeared.

Only the tiger talisman and spear remained on the ground.

Xia Yan silently walked up, picked up the tiger talisman, and put it in his pocket.

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PS: It's three more! The third update of the new book period! The author is really sincere.,Ask for a collection and a recommendation!