Zhoushan Island, the top of Zhenao Mountain.

A few hungry monsters, almost completely dehumanized, were hunched over their backs, wandering aimlessly around the beacon tower.

Suddenly, a light purple sword light fell from the sky, and with a pop, it penetrated into the top of the skull of a hungry ghost monster, pierced out from its jaw, and then folded on the ground, instantly piercing into the eyebrows of another monster next to it, and coming out from the back of its head.

Next, the sword light volleyed a few more turns, drawing a trail of light purple light in the air, and in a few breaths, it shot all the remaining hungry ghost monsters in the head at a speed faster than the sound.

After killing all the hungry ghost monsters around the beacon tower, the bloodless sword light rose into the sky again, and then a giant eagle slowly landed on the beacon tower, and Murong Fu and Huang Rong immediately jumped down from the giant eagle's back.

"It's been a year and a half, and these monsters don't seem to be getting weaker? What do they usually eat? ”

Huang Rong looked at the monster corpses on the ground and asked strangely.

Murong replied: "Maybe it's the blood moon of three nights every month, which replenishes their physical strength. In addition, they are usually very sluggish and slow to move, like dying old men, so their consumption is very low. It is only when the prey is spotted that it becomes excited and becomes swift and aggressive. ”

After a pause, he smiled again:

"In the past year and a half, although the form of these hungry ghost monsters has become more and more inhuman, their strength has increased very slowly, compared to the second alienation, it has only increased by less than one percent. And now you can chop melons and vegetables, and easily kill several monsters. You're the only one who has this ability, and when the survivors grow up, sooner or later we'll be able to regain the lost ground and kill all the monsters. ”

Huang Rong smiled:

"Hopefully one day."

The two of them condescended again and looked at Changguo County under the mountain.

When Changguo County was first established in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was only a sparsely populated lower county, but now, Changguo County, before the Blood Moon disaster, has developed into a Wang County with more than 20,000 households.

More than 20,000 people, of course, cannot all be gathered in the county seat. But inside and outside the county town under the mountain, there are also tens of thousands of hungry ghosts and monsters, which look like ghost domains, which is shocking.

Looking at the dense hungry ghost monsters, Huang Rong couldn't help but shake her head and sigh:

"With so many monsters, it doesn't seem like it can be cleaned up in a while."

"There's no hurry, what we have is time."

Murong Fu smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, set off a wave of qi, blew away several monster corpses, and took out a blanket full of thorn seeds, and sowed seeds around the beacon tower.

After sprinkling the seeds, Murong Fu performed the "Thorn Fence Technique" again, and in the blink of an eye, the ground within a radius of dozens of zhang of the beacon tower grew thorn bushes more than five feet high, and in the thorn bushes, there was not even a road left.

If it is tempting to attack, it must leave a way.

But the hungry ghost monsters don't care if there is a way or not, after locking on the prey, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they will not hesitate to rush in, only the target in their eyes.

After arranging the thorn bushes, Murong Fu said to Huang Rong again:

"I'm going to lure the monsters."

Huang Rong told softly: "Be careful." ”

Murong Fu smiled, "Don't worry." ”

After speaking, he jumped up, flew more than ten feet high, and spread his robe sleeves, like a big peng, gliding towards the county seat at the foot of the mountain.

Huang Rong took out a futon, spread it on the top of the beacon tower, sat down cross-legged, held the purple bamboo sword in both hands, closed her eyes to breathe, and recuperated her spirit.

The Condor was next to her, and if things weren't right, he could take her away.

A moment later.

A long, low roar sounded at the foot of the mountain.

In the roaring sound, the entire county town was agitated, and the monsters inside and outside the county town were alarmed at the same time, and in the roaring sound one after another, tens of thousands of monsters, like a black and oppressive frenzy, poured out of the county and surged towards Murong Fu at the foot of the mountain.

Murong Fu held a nine-section thunder rod and stood next to a big rock at the foot of the mountain, roaring loudly while wantonly urging qi and blood, luring monsters with his voice and strong and vigorous living qi and blood.

When the fastest monster came within twenty paces of him, he jerked back behind the boulder, and then slammed his shoulder.

Rumble!

In the thunderous explosion, the big stone shattered in an instant, and countless fist-sized gravel and cannonballs blasted into the monster group, sweeping down the oncoming monsters in pieces.

With just one blow, more than a hundred monsters were knocked down.

The vitality of the hungry ghost monsters is extremely strong, unless they happen to explode their heads, even if their bones are broken and their tendons are broken, or even if they have holes in their chests and abdomen, they can quickly heal themselves, so Murong Fu's blow should have been an ineffective attack.

But there are too many monsters that rushed out this time.

Before the monsters that had been knocked down could get up, they were overwhelmed by the monster frenzy that was surging from behind.

The soles of countless monsters, which were stronger than the iron hooves of war horses, trampled over the monsters that fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the monsters who had not been able to get up were trampled into mud and their heads were shattered.

Murong Fu retreated to the mountain, and at the same time, he concocted the same method, constantly smashing one big stone after another, and swept down the monsters that rushed to the front. And all the monsters that were knocked down, even if they were not fatally injured by the headshot, were trampled by the monsters that surged from behind, and there was no chance to get up.

Zhenao Mountain was only a hill dozens of meters high, and Murong Fu quickly retreated to the beacon tower on the top of the mountain.

Looking back at the thorn bush that stretched for dozens of feet, and then looking at the monster frenzy that was chasing closely, Murong Fu set his steps and raised the nine-section thunder staff high above the top, and the scorching lightning gradually flashed on the thunder staff, and soon it became full of lightning, like a thunder staff condensed by lightning.

When the nearest monster leaped up and swooped down on him, threatening to drown him.

The nine-section thunder rod held high by Murong Fu slammed to the ground, and in the deafening thunder, the thunder and lightning rushed forward like a torrent, and everywhere it passed, all the hungry ghosts and monsters, whether they were flying in the air or running wildly on the ground, wailed and disappeared.

With just one blow, at least three or five hundred monsters were killed, and the monsters in front of Murong Fu were empty in an instant.

But the hungry ghost monster was not afraid of life and death, and in the blink of an eye, the large area that had just been emptied was filled with countless roaring monsters.

Murong Fu exhaled a breath of turbidity, and while refining the origin to replenish spiritual power, he retreated into the thorn bushes step by step.

The hungry ghost monster chased closely, and did not hesitate to break into the dense thorn jungle, when the hungry ghost monster broke in, the thorn jungle more than five feet high suddenly came to life, one after another thorns were full of thorns, and the thorny whip that was stronger than steel bars waved in the air, winding and striking, dragging one monster after another into the thorn bush, trapping and strangled.

Meanwhile.

Huang Rong also went out of her body again and settled in the purple bamboo sword.

In the buzzing and concussive sound, the one-and-a-half-foot-long purple bamboo flying sword sword slashed, turned into a purple lightning, and flew into the thorn bush with a whizz, dragging a long trail of light purple light, stabbing back and forth among the monsters, and piercing through the heads of hungry ghost monsters one after another.

Murong Fu wandered around in the thorn bushes, flicking his fingers and casting the six-vein divine sword to kill hungry ghost monsters one after another in the air, and from time to time he urged the thorn hedge technique in a small area to replenish the thorn bushes that were torn and destroyed by the hungry ghost monsters.

Ghost rao monsters don't just attack from the front.

When there were too many monsters crowded in front of them, other monsters that couldn't find room to attack automatically dispersed towards the two wings, gradually forming a four-sided encirclement of the beacon, and bursting into the thorn bushes in all directions.

Although Murong Fu is extremely efficient in killing monsters, and Huang Rong's flying sword is also chopping melons and vegetables when killing monsters, there are too many hungry ghost monsters, and their strength is too strong.

The hungry ghost monster of the second mutation, relying on the tough skin comparable to iron armor, the agility and swiftness of the wind, the huge claws that crack the iron stone, and the powerful self-healing ability that has no weaknesses except for the head, one-on-one is enough to make Huang Rong fall into a bitter battle more than a year ago.

Although the thorn bush has a wide range and great power, even if a hungry ghost monster is entangled and unable to move, it will take a few breaths to completely strangle it. Even though the hungry monsters are in the thorn bushes, paying a price for every step they take, they are also destroying the thorn bushes.

Tens of thousands of monsters are besieged from all sides, regardless of life and death, and the range of thorn bushes is shrinking, and it is about to approach the beacon.

Murong Fu once again urged his spiritual power with all his strength, releasing fireflies-like points of light in the sky, which sank into the ground around the beacon tower.

The thorn jungle went berserk in an instant, and the remaining thorns grew to two or three zhang long in an instant, the thickness of the index finger, and frantically whipped and strangled in all directions, just this wave, killed thousands of hungry ghost monsters.

But after this wave erupted, the thorn bushes soon withered and withered, turning into rotten wood.

Seeing that the monster was no longer in the way, Murong Fu did not continue to replenish the thorn jungle, and shouted at the purple bamboo sword that was still flying back and forth in the monster group: "Go!" ”

When the purple bamboo sword turned back towards the beacon tower, he took another big stride, like a raging tank, blowing away and crushing all the hungry ghosts and monsters around him, and rushed to the beacon tower in one breath.

At this time, Huang Rong had already returned to his body, put away his flying sword, and got up and jumped onto the back of the Condor. The Condor spread its wings and rose into the air, and Murong Fu took an arrow step and soared into the sky.

Huang Rong stretched out his hand at him, Murong Fu grabbed Huang Rong's soft hand, Huang Rong dragged and flicked, and Murong Fu landed firmly on the back of the Condor and sat behind her.

When the Condor rose into the air for more than ten feet, the hungry ghost monster had already flooded the beacon tower.

Many monsters rushed to the top of the beacon tower, roaring and leaping into the air.

But although they can be two or three feet long, they can't touch the condor in the sky.

Murong Fu looked down at the group of monsters below and said with a smile:

"In this battle, at least five or six thousand monsters were killed."

Huang Rong also smiled:

"Today's results are good, a few more times, and the monsters in the city can be emptied."

Murong replied: "The monsters in the city have all been led to the mountains, and according to the habits of monsters, after losing their prey, they will stay where they are and wander in the mountains. Next time, we can set up the battlefield in the city and lure the monsters from the mountains to the city. ”

Huang Rong smiled: "Next time, I'll lure the monster to the mountain......"

The Condor circled a few times on the top of Zhenao Mountain, and then flew towards the camp that Murong Fu and Huang Rong had chosen when they came before.

The Condor spreads its wings and soars through the air.

Huang Rong and Murong Fu rode one after the other, riding on the back of the carving.

Huang Rong's back was gently leaning on Murong Fu's chest, while Murong Fu was holding a nine-section thunder staff in one hand and gently supporting her waist with the other.

On the way here, the two were not like this.

When she first set off from Peach Blossom Island, Huang Rong's back was straight, and her back always kept a short distance from Murong Fu's chest.

However, the air flow in the air is unpredictable, although the Condor has the ability to resist the wind, it is inevitable to be bumpy when flying at high speed.

When Huang Rong leaned on Murong Fu's chest for the first time due to the bump of the eagle's back, her muscles tensed in an instant, as if she had been hit by the fixing method, and her whole body stiffened for a moment.

Then he disengaged in a panic, and his cheeks were red.

But after a few more times like this, she got used to it.

Later, when he suddenly encountered a strong wind, the Condor moved a little louder when he fought the wind, and Huang Rong's whole person fell back uncontrollably into Murong Fu's arms. Murong Fu hurriedly raised her hand to support her slender waist, she was stiff again, and instinctively raised her hand to pull Murong Fu's hand away, but in the end, her palm was only lightly pressed on the back of Murong Fu's hand, and did not pull his hand away.

After that time, during the flight, Murong Fu's hand was always on her waist. And she also accepted all this silently, and even unconsciously, gently leaned her back into Murong Fu's chest.

In front of Murong Fu's nose, Huang Rong's quiet and elegant fragrance lingered, and Huang Rong could also feel the refreshing breath of sunshine and grass on Murong Fu's body, as well as the heat on his chest.

The two snuggled silently until the eagle landed at the predetermined campsite, and then they jumped off the eagle's back.

This place is a valley.

A clear stream runs through the valley floor, surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are neither hungry ghosts nor monsters, nor dangerous beasts.

Murong Fu found a flat land on the side of the valley, first removed the weeds and gravel, and then buried a section of bamboo roots into the soil, cast a spell, the bamboo roots spread and grew in the ground, and quickly gave birth to bamboo shoots, and then grew into a thick purple bamboo.

In the blink of an eye, a dense purple bamboo forest appeared on the bank of the stream.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, there are four rows of large bamboos, which are distributed in a square, enclosing a square space.

Inside the space, there are no weeds or bamboo, and there are dense purple bamboos on all sides, and a lush bamboo crown on the top of the head, which looks like a hut with bamboo branches and leaves as the top and the bamboo body as the wall.

Murong Fu opened a door on the wall of the "bamboo house" again, walked into the internal space with Huang Rong, and then continuously slapped the ground with the force of his palm in the air, and after the ground was solid, he sprinkled grass seeds, giving birth to a carpet-like soft grass.

Hang up the curtains, spread a thin blanket, and a simple camp is built.

After eating dry food and resting for a while, Huang Rong suddenly got up and said to Murong Fu:

"I'm sweating a lot today, and I want to go out and take a shower."

Murong Fu nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Huang Rong walked to the door, opened the curtain, took half a step, suddenly bit her lip lightly, looked back at Murong Fu, and said quietly:

"This is in the wild, so you can rest assured that I will go out alone?"

Murong Fu smiled, got up and said:

"Let's go, I'll help you look out for the wind."

Huang Rong's cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't wait for him, and walked out quickly as if she was running away.

(End of chapter)