Chapter 4: Immortal Cultivators
At such a glance, I was immediately startled, it was actually a corpse, and I tripped over his thigh bone.
I couldn't help but scream.
"Ah......h
In an instant, I came to my senses again and quickly covered my mouth.
However, it seems to have been heard by the two above.
"Ah......h
"Ghost ...... Ghosts......! ”
I only heard the two of them screaming at the same time, and then they ran quickly in the direction when they desperately went back and forth, and they didn't care if the torches fell to the ground.
It is estimated that the two of them were also frightened, after all, it was late at night!
From the bones under my feet and their previous conversations, I judged that my current position should be a mass grave!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder, and I forcibly hinted to myself that I was already dead and there was nothing to be afraid of......
Although I am a zombie now, I still have the mind of a human being, and it is false to say that I am not afraid......
I looked at the two of them with a wry smile.
Just as I was about to get up and leave this damn place......
The woman, who was thought to be dead, suddenly moved, and saw her stand violently, with an extra sword in her hand without warning.
Then, at an incredible speed, he walked towards the two people who had just escaped.
When I saw this, my eyes almost popped out.
This, this, this...... I can't describe how I'm feeling at the moment!
"What kind of world is this?"
I'm getting more and more curious about this question.
"Could this be the legendary immortal cultivator?"
"That woman's long sword appeared in her hand out of thin air, isn't this a space magic weapon or something?"
At this moment, my three views completely exploded, and it seemed that my thinking was also restricted, just because I am a zombie now, I take it for granted that this world is probably the kind of dynasty in the previous life!
But the woman's actions just now almost broke my defense!
The world may not be that simple!
I suppressed my restless emotions.
After knowing that this was a mass grave, I didn't want to stay here for a moment.
The hastily thrown torches were still burning, and I took advantage of the light of the fire to leave this uncomfortable mass grave with a single walk.
The dark sky makes me feel depressed!
I'm probably the weirdest zombie ever, my eyes are no different from ordinary people except for seeing living things, and I can't see easily at night.
I grabbed the torch that was still burning and walked forward.
I suddenly felt very sad, lonely, and very cute, and I just crossed over, but I crossed over and turned into a zombie.
As a zombie, I am destined to be unable to deal with people, I am the representative of death, the incarnation of loneliness, the object of human fear!
I have the feeling that after being abandoned in one world, I am not welcome in another.
Just as I was disheartened, I suddenly had a warning in my mind, and I had a premonition that my life was threatened.
Before I could figure it out, suddenly, a white light flew towards my head at a rapid speed!
The speed of that white light was so fast that it took me almost a few breaths to come to me.
Good fellow, I can see clearly through the torch in my hand that this is actually a sword.
"A flying sword?"
My head is full of question marks???
However, when the sword was about a meter away from me, I felt that it slowed down a lot, but it was also faster than when it flew over.
When the tip of the sword was pointed three inches at the center of my eyebrows, I subconsciously lowered my body and could dodge.
I seem to hear the whistling of the sword.
Fortunately, I am not as stiff and unable to bend as described in the movies of my previous life, otherwise I would have become a joke in the crossing, and it would have been gone not long after I appeared!
I can't imagine what that sword would have happened if it had stuck in my head!
I'm not human, if I were human, I guess the sweat would have soaked my whole body at this moment.
"Come back ......"
I was completely furious, and I saw the sword whizz above my head, and then flew in my direction with a turn.
"Damn ......"
"Roar ......!!!"
I subconsciously roared, because I was really angry, and I didn't provoke anyone, and I came up to kill me!
Is it really easy to pinch when I am a soft persimmon?
Something unexpected happened, and after I roared, the long sword that was still flying in the air actually fell down with a crunch.
I'm a little confused.
But I didn't have time to think about it.
I stared at the red light about a hundred meters away from me, and with the torch in my hand and my special ability to see, I could clearly see the other person's face.
It was a woman, wearing a light blue dress, willow eyebrows, melon seed face, about 1.65 meters tall, and she didn't look very old, she should not be more than twenty.
The figure can't be seen because of the looseness of the dress, and the woman's face seems to be very delicate, without the slightest reverie, giving people the illusion of a fairy descending to earth.