The attack stopped before evening, and the remaining corpses burrowed back into the burrow.

Because it is not a corpse, the people killed by these corpses are not assimilated.

However, the city of Hacha was already strewn with corpses, and there were painful wails everywhere.

Those who did not die, tormented by their wounds, kept begging the few doctors to help them, that was their only hope at the moment.

Hu Mingzi also joined the ranks of treatment, although he was only a low-level disciple, he had also learned basic medical skills, and it was not difficult for him to treat external injuries.

Hu Mingzi carefully and quickly helped the person in front of him with a broken palm to bandage his wounds, and at the same time responded to the request of another person not far away, comforting the other party, but also wondering why he was so calm?

A low-level disciple like him was not qualified to watch the brutal experiments of the bone hunters, so this was the first time he had witnessed such a bloody scene.

Not only was he not afraid, he was calm, but he also knew that there was a deep guilt hidden in the calm.

Of course, Hu Mingzi knew that it was the bone hunter who caused all this, and it was the sect he belonged to, which was also the main reason why he showed up to help the wounded soldiers when he could have been hiding.

After bandaging the man's wounds, Hu Mingzi stopped when he ran to another person who was wailing not far away.

Hu Mingzi saw that one of the soldiers he had treated earlier, with a broken leg and his right hand, had died.

The soldier committed suicide, and he cut his neck with a knife, and the blood stained his leather armor red, and the ground beneath him formed a desperate shape.

Hu Mingzi's breath became trembling, he couldn't bear to look at it, and rushed to the next person, but his mouth kept saying, "Don't die, don't die, don't die......

At the same time that Hu Mingzi was talking to himself, the sealed bone words on the top of the Heavenly Filling Tower above his head were also talking to himself.

Feng Guyan looked down: "Let's do this first, and if you kill it again, you will die, and then you won't have to play."

The wind and snow have transformed Hacha City from a colorful world to a white and black world, and it has been dyed red because of this cruel game of bones.

Even if the snow melts at this time, it will no longer be able to show its former colors in this gray and desperate world.

Feng Guyan sat down first, then lay down, looking at the sky dyed red by his own hands, and looked extremely melancholy.

It's a long life, it's boring.

——

On the city tower, Ji Chengying sat under the arrow stomping, with the knife beside him.

Antey had already left to inspect the other gates, trying to reorganize the force.

Ji Chengying was very indifferent, without any emotion, neither hope nor despair, he was recalling the stories of the conquest of the rebels that his father, Emperor Dingyuan, told him when he was alive.

Those stories are cruel, but Ji Chengying is just a person who listens to the stories, so he can't empathize, just frowns from time to time, trying to substitute someone in the story.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it then, and now, he knows what it feels like.

Su Mu stood beside him, standing between the arrows and observing the corpses below.

The corpses stood there, not frozen by the low temperatures, and some of them even played games there—they tossed the heads of their dead companions as balls, and let out strange and terrifying laughter from time to time.

Some of the corpses would shoot cold arrows at the city walls with strong bows, and after several soldiers were hit by the arrows, no one dared to show their heads. Look at the book

At this time, another arrow came towards Su Mu to break through the wind.

At the moment when the arrow was about to hit Su Mu, Su Mu turned his head sideways to avoid it, and at the same time raised his hand to grab the arrow.

The corpse holding the strong bow in the distance was very surprised, tilting its head and looking at it in confusion.

Su Mu picked up a bow from the ground, took a few steps back, mounted the bow with an arrow, and then after the arrow left the string, it flew in the air for a while, and directly hit the forehead of the corpse.

The corpse fell directly to the ground, and the companion next to him burst into laughter.

Su Mu turned to look at the city: "Why hasn't Muzir come back yet?"

Ji Chengying asked, "Why are you sure that the commander of that group of monsters will be in the city?"

Su Mu shook his head: "I don't know, it's just a feeling, as if it can echo from afar."

Ji Chengying didn't understand, but said, "I hope your feeling is correct."

Su Mu said confidently, "My feeling has always been right."

Ji Chengying smiled and asked, "Then if you feel it again, will we die?"

Su Mu shook his head, "No."

Ji Chengying asked again, "So, where is the hope?"

Su Mu replied, "I don't know, but there is hope."

As soon as he said this, Muzier ran up to the city tower, observed that there was no one around, and Antai was not present, and walked straight towards Ji Chengying.

Muzir didn't care about saluting, and said in a low voice: "There is a person at the top of the Mending Heaven Tower, I don't know who it is, but after standing there for a long time, my people have long noticed it, and at first thought it was a mistake, and then after determining that it was a person, I thought it was someone from the priesthood group, but the high priest has already led the priest group to treat the wounded soldiers, and there should be no one in the mending tower."

Ji Chengying looked at Su Mu.

Su Mu looked at the Heaven Patching Tower: "That's right, my feeling is right, it's that direction."

Muzir was puzzled, why could Su Mu feel it? No matter how strong Xuanbe's perceptual ability is, it is unlikely that he will be able to do so at such a distance.

Ji Chengying got up and said, "I believe in Su Mu's feelings, send me to the hiding place first, and then, you go and get rid of that guy."

Ji Chengying wanted to go to the hiding place, not because he was afraid of death, but only when he hid safely, Su Mu could let go of his hands and feet to fight.

The three of them immediately set off and headed for the hiding place that Muzir had said.

While settling Ji Chengying, Muzir left two assassins to protect him, and he went to the Mending Heaven Tower with Su Mu.

As he rode the elevator up, Muzir looked at Su Mu curiously.

Su Mu asked, "What are you doing?"

Muzir said, "How did you perceive it from such a distance?"

"I don't know," Su Mu replied coldly, "I just perceived it, and the guy I sensed it was not a human breath, it was another strange breath, I can't say, and this breath is almost the same as the breath of those monsters outside the city."

Muzir blurted out, "Armor?"

Su Mu finally looked at Muzier, "It should be."

Muzir asked again, "Why do you perceive the armor? And at such a distance."

Su Mu was annoyed by the question, "Get ready to fight, we must finish that guy as quickly as possible."

Then, there was a long silence as the two of them each checked their gear.

After reaching the forty-ninth floor of the Heavenly Filling Tower, Muzir stepped out of the elevator and looked at the stairs on the fiftyth floor not far away: "There are only two of us."

Su Mu replied simply, "As long as it's not a monster, anything else can be killed by cutting off the head."

Su Mu followed the breath to the top of the Mending Heaven Tower, and saw Feng Guyan lying there who seemed to be asleep.

Su Mu was just about to make a move, but Mu Qi, who climbed up, stopped him directly.

Mu Qier looked at Feng Gu in horror and said, "That's the old clan king!"

"What?" Su Mu naturally didn't know the old clan king Tuohetai, "What do you mean?"

Muzier didn't seem to understand either, his face was full of astonishment, but the hand that grabbed Su Mu didn't let go, and he still held it tightly.

Feng Guyan opened his eyes and sat up, looking at Mu Qier and Su Mu: "I thought it was an illusion, it turned out that there were really people, who are you two?" What are you doing here?"

Muzir asked, "The king?"

Feng Guyan smiled: "It turns out that you know me and know who I am, why don't you kneel?"

When Mu Qier was about to kneel, Su Mu directly grabbed this Mu Qier and took two steps back: "That's the Armor!" Not your king!"

Muzir wondered, "How could it be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Guyan pounced directly, so fast, Mu Qier

Neither Su Mu reacted.

Although Su Mu avoided it, Mu Qier was grabbed by Feng Guyan and thrown directly down the Heavenly Tower.

Su Mu threw the rope with his left hand, and threw the hidden weapon towards Feng Guyan with his right hand.

Several hidden weapons all hit the sealed bone words, but the sealed bones did not change their faces.

Mu Qier climbed up along the rope, then grabbed the edge and jumped up, jumping directly behind Feng Guyan, forming a front and back attack with Su Mu.

Feng Guyan stretched out his hand to take off the hidden weapon of his life, and looked at Mu Qier slightly: "Who are you? Judging by your dress, you should be a wolf rider, why did you mix with this Huayuan person?"

After finishing speaking, Feng Guyan suddenly remembered something: "Oh, by the way, your name is Su Mu, and you are King Xi's entourage, yes, that's right, I'm curious, how did you find me?" How do you know I'm here?"

Su Mu didn't talk nonsense, he drew his knife and rushed towards Feng Guyan, stabbing Feng Guyan in the chest with one sword.

At the same time, Muqier also stabbed Feng Guyan in the back with a knife, but after the two succeeded, they immediately pulled out their knives and pulled out, widening the distance between them and Feng Guyan.

The attack just now was just a temptation, the opponent was a decanter, and the fatal wound to humans could not kill the decanter.

Feng Guyan looked pained: "Although I can't die, it will hurt, I like pain because it makes me feel alive, but I also hate pain, I prefer to see anyone but me suffer!"

Sumu attacked again, this time aiming for his feet.

Muzir also cooperated to launch the attack, and he aimed at the waist.

But in the first attack, both of them only feintmed, because the real target was in the neck, and the two needed to quickly cut off Feng Guyan's head one after the other.

Just when the two of them arrived in front of Feng Guyan, they were hit by Feng Guyan, and they were hit at the same time.

Su Mu was knocked out by that force, flew into the air, threw a hook and rope to buckle the edge of the top of the tower and pulled himself back, this series of actions was done in one go, which made Feng Guyan feel a little surprised.

"Master? Interesting!" Feng Guyan didn't seem to care at all about Mu Qi'er, who continued to attack behind him, because before Mu Qier reached him, he slapped the long knife with his backhand, grabbed and stepped on the ground.

Su Mu immediately put away his knife and stared at Feng Guyan, "Who are you?"

Feng Guyan smiled: "It seems that you are not ruthless enough, and if your companion is captured, you will stop attacking immediately."

Su Mu still asked, "Who are you?"

Feng Guyan looked at Mu Qier, who was already about to suffocate when he stepped on his throat: "Didn't he say it? I am the king of the clan, Tohetai, and I am resurrected."

Su Mu sneered: "There is no way to come back from the dead in the world, you are a dea, I can feel it."

Feng Guyan was even more puzzled: "How can you know that I am a deagar? Who are you? Wait......"

Feng Guyan looked at Su Mu carefully: "Why do you also have the breath of the armor on your body? But it doesn't look like a carapace? What the hell are you?"