Chapter 391: The Blade of Doom (2)
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She saw a ghost-like person standing in the grass two feet away, although the appearance of a human being, there was no smell of a living person, and the blue halo emitted by the ball of light suspended above his head was reflected on the person's face, hazy, faint and desolate, like a ghost who had slept for a thousand years, a zombie who did not look dead, and it was extremely terrifying. What is this? Shu Lu couldn't help but shudder, his eyes revealed an extreme fear and nervousness, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly...... Although she is not very experienced in dealing with enemies, she still has some knowledge, and she intuitively thinks that there is not a living person in front of her.
Her intuition was not wrong, this was a wooden zombie, a person who died near some special wood-based spirit grass, and the corpse was contaminated with aura, and by chance it became a creature similar to a zombie, without intelligence, and quite sensitive to light. Slowly, the wooden stiff jumped forward, his blue face seemed to have just turned back from hell to the world, and his eyes stared at the ball of light above Shu Xun's head without popularity!
Shu Xun felt that her heart was beating, the blood flow was accelerating, and she was subconsciously preparing to attack! But at this time, a cold voice came from the other side: "Don't move." Shu Xun turned his head in shock, and saw three feet away, a young man with tattered clothes and covered in blood was half-squatting, suddenly jumped up, and shot in another direction with a scream of red light, and in an instant, a ball of fire splashed everywhere. The stiff man turned around, and his movements were very brisk, and he bent his knees and jumped towards the firelight.
"Destroy that, run!" exclaimed the young man, who had seen the stiff for the first time, but had heard the old men of the tribe talk about it. Particularly interested in light. Just don't provoke it. It also rarely attacks actively.
Shu Xun was stunned, the expression on his face was confused and stunned, as if in the clouds and fog, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. Seeing that she didn't move, the young man ran over, with a painful expression on his face! At this time, the fire had been extinguished, and the ball of light above Shu Lu's head was still emitting a watery blue light!
The stiff man turned around and pounced again, and between the ups and downs, it was unusually fast. "Quick, get rid of that thing above your head. As he ran, the young man suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted in a trembling voice.
Shu Shu also came to his senses at this time, put away the lighting technique, and the forest immediately became dark and misty. Far and near are full of shadowy illusions. The sound of "sa" and "sass" in the back stopped, and the young man pulled Shu Lu and ran for dozens of feet. He sat on the ground, panting heavily, raising his head, looking at the frightened Shu Shu with dark and gloomy eyes, and said in an extremely sad tone: "You are Miss Shu, right?"
Trying to calm down his feelings, Shu Xun choked, as if thinking of something, he trembled, and said, "Are you from the Red Moon Tribe?" Last time she followed Linghu Jue to the Red Moon Tribe, and many people in the tribe knew her!
The young man wiped the blood stains on his face, revealing a delicate face, it was Wu Xie who crawled out of the pile of dead people, he was also attracted by the blue ball of light, these days, while recuperating from his injuries, he walked around the forest, the purpose was the same as Shu Xun, hoping to meet the clansmen who would survive the catastrophe. However, so far, he has not encountered any of them. Nodding, he smiled bitterly and desperately, it was so sad, so sad, with a deep pain that people will never forget!
Shu Xun felt a little wet in her eyes, and she subconsciously asked, "Is there anyone else?"
Wu Xie shook his head sadly, and his voice seemed to come from the Nine Heavens, and his direction was ethereal: "It's gone, it's gone." After saying that, he bit his lower lip in pain, and a trace of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.
The desperate sadness of the young man in front of him shocked Shu Shu again, and he touched the corners of his lips with great sadness, but he still comforted: "Don't be sad, come, I'll treat you first!"
Wu Xie swallowed a little, his eyes were blood-red, the blood-stained lines of his face were more obvious and intense, and the corners of his lips trembled, which showed how painful and sad his heart was!
Shu Xun was just about to answer, when the old man's buzzing voice rolled in the air: "Xun'er, Xun'er!"
The spirit was lifted, Shu Xun just wanted to answer, the words came to his lips, realizing that even if he shouted his brother, he might not hear it, his wrist shook slightly, and an aqua blue light arrow went straight into the sky!
The concussive voice stopped, and soon, an extremely subtle sound of clothes fluttering and the sound of the body passing over the skill came from the woods on the right, and the mind turned slightly, and the three black shadows had swept out of the forest like falcons, and in a flash, they had come to Shu Xun's side, it was the old man and the three. Wu Xie's expression was extremely shocked, this speed was unheard of for him!
"Who is?" Although the old man had already guessed Wu Xie's identity, he still wanted to confirm it.
With tears in her beautiful eyes, Shu Lu said softly, "He is the only survivor of the Red Moon Tribe. β
The whole body suddenly spasmed, and the old man looked at the innocent who had stood up with a kind of pity, and from the bloodstained body of this young man, he seemed to see the unyielding loyalty of the Red Moon tribesmen before they died, as if he saw the generosity of their sacrifice before they died.
Wu Xie also knew the old man, and knew that the old man on the other side was a legendary powerhouse, bent his knees, "plopped" and knelt down, and said in an extremely sad tone: "Senior, I know that you are a friend of Brother Linghu, and you want to avenge us." β
The old man hurriedly picked it up, the flesh on his face jumped, and he said resolutely: "Child, don't be sad, with your Brother Linghu here, we will definitely be able to avenge this revenge." β
Mansi took a step forward, still staring at Wu Xie expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Are the elders of the clan still alive?"
With a shake all over his body, Wu Xie stared at the people around him with his teary eyes, shook his head and said, "Dead, all dead, Patriarch Xiuda, Daddy Kaimu, they are all dead." β
Everyone was shocked, Shu Xun couldn't help but burst into tears again, and Mans, whose expression also changed slightly, asked, "Are you sure?"
Wu Xie nodded heavily, and his lips trembled: "Theyβjust βββ die by my side, that's right, they are all dead, all the elders are dead in battle, good novel:." β
Manse stopped talking, and the dim starlight reflected on her side, with a peculiar, surprisingly poignant and lonely feeling. She can imagine what it will be like when Childe learns the news.
The old man let out a long sigh and said, "It seems that this Necromantic Sect is preparing to trap the elder brother." β
Long Piaoyun, who had been silent, also said anxiously: "Even if there are no hostages, we have to drill this set." "He was referring to the corpse that was transported over, what did the Necronomicon Sect do? It was to deal with souls, if some secret method was used to refine the corpses of the Red Moon Tribe clansmen, then Ling Hu Jue and Falcon knew about it, and they didn't have to go crazy?
The old man knew what he was referring to, nodded slightly, looked at the sky, and the eastern sky was already faintly white, and after a moment of silence, he said, "In this way, let's go back to Crowe City first and discuss it with Xia Xia." β
Everyone nodded, everyone knew that with a few of them, it would definitely be no return! Wu Xie didn't know what they were talking about? But he vaguely felt that this time the extermination of the clan was not so simple, and he couldn't help but feel even more gloomy in his heart!
At this time, Ling Hu Jue had just woken up from meditation, and his cultivation was extremely hard, because he knew how much responsibility he was carrying, and the wider his horizons, the more he felt as if he was walking on an extremely thin steel cable, and there was an abyss on both sides.
"Are you really going?" said the night charm in her body nervously, for some reason, she had an ominous premonition about the noon Wenxin Cliff party, maybe she had experienced a lot of tribulations, and she always had an inexplicable vigilance against the light and sudden good luck.
"Yes. After Ling Hu Jue said this, he stopped squeaking, slowly stood up, and silently stared at the remnants of the waterfall outside the window, in his earliest inference, the forces behind Shangguan Ruoyu had a high probability of cooperating with him, after all, it was definitely not easy to assassinate him in the Flowing Shadow Sect. But the fact is that Stuart is probably hiding from him? Why did he hide, it shows that he feels guilty, that is, the previous force did not agree to cooperate, but why has he changed his attitude now? Could it be that he is afraid that he will tell the identity of Shangguan Ruoyu?
He didn't quite understand, looking up at the sky, it was almost dawn, and there was a faint dawn in the eastern sky, Ling Fox pushed the door and walked out, he didn't want to go anywhere, but he didn't want to stay in the wooden house, at this moment, he didn't want to see anyone, he wanted to prepare for the next thing wholeheartedly.
Found a secret place near the wooden house, Ling Hu Jue sat down cross-legged, the snowflakes fell last night, and the surrounding powder was already made into a piece of silver white, especially the old pine with ancient rhyme on the top of the head was covered with white snow on the pine cover, and the blue and white interplay became more and more pleasing to the eye, and the elegance was incomparable.
Linghu did not cultivate, but checked the things in the storage ring, there are a lot of good things, especially the black sacrificial basin, faintly flowing in the simple and thick mist, although due to the reminder of the elf empress, he has not shown the sacrificial basin in front of people, but this does not mean that he himself has not secretly pondered, to be honest, every time he sees this sacrificial basin, he always has an inexplicable familiar feeling, and this feeling is more and more familiar, more and more intense.
The moment the spirit consciousness was withdrawn from the sacrificial basin, he saw the strange wand that he had forgotten all along, and his mind moved, he took out the wand, held it in his palm and quietly realized that it was not the first time he had done this, but today, there was a situation that he did not expect.
From the moment his spiritual sense invaded the wand, he felt as if the heavens and the earth were spinning, the objects seemed to be jumping, a black mist rose in front of him, in the haze, he seemed to see a huge black bat flying towards him, the expression of the little eyes was so indifferent, before he could take a full look, the bat appeared a black shadow, and the figure of the forward flight turned into a young man with a pale face, but extremely handsome, his eyes were blue, his lips were extraordinarily red, he stared at Ling Hujue, and there was a sinister mockery at the corner of his mouth! ......)