The layout of the Cloud Bun King City was too shocking, and Yu was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

The Intramuros are low-lying and are roughly a small basin with arched bridges overlooking a large area.

If you want to talk about the level of construction, it is still not good, and the three-story buildings are the best among them, and most of them are still bungalows.

This is the royal city, where the lords and nobles of the Yunji Kingdom live, so it can be seen that they have not carefully studied the construction process.

In stark contrast to the rough architecture is the black cloud bun layout.

Around the top of the royal city, four huge clusters of wooden nails nailed the mother body of the black cloud bun on top of each other, and the body of the big worm was staggered and flipped and fixed, like a black demon flower.

It is unimaginable that with the level of craftsmanship of the Cloud Bun Country, the black cloud bun matrix can be so fixed, posing for the layout of the evil path formation, and then hanging down the mycelium that wraps the world of the royal city like a thick gauze tent.

What Yu Xian thinks is wrong.

The layout level exceeds the "scientific and technological level" of Yunji Country too much...

At this time, there was no way to be suspicious, so I could only find a way to find Song Qiande first.

The dragon map is jumping faster and faster, sloping downward.

The arch bridge is on a higher ground, and the buildings are located in a small basin, and the arrows are pointing downward, but the downward slope is a bit large, and it always feels like pointing to the ground.

The royal city is also full of funerals, and the building is full of living corpse coffins, with black cloud bun mycelium extending outward, and it stands to reason that the farther away the better.

"Let's be careful." Yu Xian made a gesture forward, following the dragon map to guide the way.

Then there is an arch bridge, a real bridge, with a river flowing underneath.

The pointer is flipped downwards and pointed to the bridge.

Professor Song... He's in the bridge?

Yu Xian glanced at Song and turned over and got off the bridge.

A dilapidated smokeless stove rests on the outside of the pier, flanked by two figures wrapped in blankets.

Yu Xian's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to say goodbye to Song directly, but made a gesture and turned over and went down the bridge.

Lifting the first roll of blanket, the smell of the rotting corpse rushed to his face, it was a corpse that had been rotting for a long time, with obvious abdominal wounds, wearing a special combat team uniform, and it should be a security officer of Investigation Team 303.

Seeing a corpse, Yu Xian was not too nervous. Eight Chinese Net

The bodies of the special operators were wrapped in thermal blankets and tarps, and did not touch the ground, so they were not infected by the black cloud bun.

Indicating that someone has disposed of the corpse, then another roll of thermal blanket ...

Yu Xian moved towards the corner of the pier.

That thermal blanket... There are slight ups and downs!

The wrapped figure is breathing!

When I looked closer, my old and haggard face was exposed, and the air exhaled from my nose caused my scruffy beard, which had been unmanageable for a long time, to tremble slightly.

Someone is alive, but I don't know if it's Song Qiande.

"Song farewell! Come down, there are living people! ”

Rub –

With the faint sound of sand and gravel rubbing, Song Bei jumped down from the bridge hole, was stunned in place, and immediately stood up.

"Father.. Yes! ”

The space under the bridge is limited, so he can only bend over, so he straightens his back and knocks his head to the bottom of the bridge, but fortunately there is no black cloud bun above and below the bridge.

"Uhhh ”

"Father!"

Regardless of the injury, Song Bei knelt beside the thermal blanket, and was about to call loudly in his mouth, but was pinched by Yu Xian.

"Be quiet!"

No one had ever said that Black Cloud Bun would be disturbed by sounds, but this was the Cloud Bun King City, and there was something unusual in it.

Song Qiande's chaotic eyes suddenly became transparent, and his eyelids tried his best to widen and look at the son in front of him.

"Song farewell..."

"It's me, it's me, father!"

Song Bei carefully helped Professor Song up, and father and son hugged each other.

Yu Xian noticed that there were broken compressed biscuit packaging bags on the ground, as well as leftover fish bones.

The most important thing is the bacteriostatic herbicide in the compressed gas cylinder, no wonder they can hide in the royal city to block the masked man's tracking.

Professor Song relied on a smokeless stove and a portable metal lunch box for heating to survive for a month or two.

As for the Dragon-Hunting Atlas, it was a dinosaur fossil tightly wrapped in cloth, slightly smaller than a shoebox.

This thing has been in Professor Song's bag, and there is no time to take it out and throw it away during the escape, and there are compressed biscuits and tools in the bag, so it is impossible to lose the entire mountaineering bag.

So there is a scene of escaping to the end of life like this, and there are still dinosaur fossils around me.

Thanks to such a fossil, the dragon map can be perceived, so Yu Xian will be determined to look for it in the direction of Wangcheng.

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Cremation Dragon, 33% Fossil Integrity

It is also a fossil of a cremation dragon, I don't know where Song Qiande found it, but it is good that he can survive.

By the time he was checking, Song Bei had already fed Professor Song water and food to help him recover a little.

[The world is so big, there are no wonders]

Seal the marketing account message first, and then open your mouth to prompt.

"Song farewell, this place can't be delayed, hurry up and prepare, prepare for us to take Professor Song away."

Previously, it took several USB sticks along the cave to the outside of the royal city, and it took several USB sticks to break through the gaps in the thick black cloud bun.

The top gravity is downward, and the gaps that open over time will be covered by black clouds, leaving 6 USB flash drives.

The black cloud bun for export is still relatively weak, and the USB flash drive is theoretically sufficient, so it is best to keep some in case you need it.

Go back early to take advantage of the fact that the entrance and exit are not completely repaired to save some U disk consumption.

"Understood."

Song Bei gently hugged Professor Song, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had hugged his father like this.

While guarding the surroundings, check the material grid at your leisure.

There was a marketing message just now, which may correspond to the danger in the royal city.

[Friends, do you know? 】

[The power of family affection is great, even if the life is dying, there is an obsession in the heart to see relatives again, which may make the fire of life burn for a long time and survive the difficulties]

[Welcome friends who accompany their relatives to save the day in the comment area]

This...

It's not the first time that the marketing account has released positive energy news, and the content is so appropriate, reflecting some miracles of life that already exist in the world.

When I was in contact with Farewell before, the marketing account also released a message about the relationship between father and son, so that Yu Xian felt that the editor had changed people.

But after entering the city of Yunji Country, the news that the toadstool on the marketing account controls the world through time and space shows that the editor is still the editor.

It can only be said that some opportunities will touch its conscience.

Wu————

It's like a train passing through a cave, and the sound of air whining is endless.

I've never heard of a black cloud bun or a living corpse making a similar sound.

When I went up to the bridge, I could see several black shadows covered with tentacles moving up and down in the royal city, and I had never seen such creatures before.

"Hurry up and get out of here! I'm broken! ”

It's not that Yu Xian is great, but he really ran into the cave together, and the feathered tyrannosaurus couldn't show it.

With the two wounded by his side, it is difficult for other means to be released.

used the USB flash drive to extract the soul of the black cloud bun, and opened the channel to send Song out at leisure.

"You and Professor Song run first, the farther you run, the better, and I'll be relieved to fight later."

"Yes..."

Song Bei's eyes were red, and he was sacrificing himself by defaulting to Yu Xian.

Song Qiande was also sad in his heart, "Little brother, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life." ”

"Uh, I'm going to pretend to be X, not to die..."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

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