"If you have anything, just say it!" Mo Fan said angrily.

"Don't you remember what I told you about the cave where the rain sheltered?" the dwarf deliberately glanced back at the people in the village, and saw that they were all behind, so he said with confidence.

"Remember, it was discovered by your blood-killing beast the year before last, what's wrong?"

"After killing the blood beasts, our team planned to go to Yangyang Village to rest first, but on the way, we encountered a survey team that had just left Yangyang Village, and they gave us some supplies, so we returned to the ancient capital directly on this smooth road that was better to take. Soon after returning to the ancient capital, I heard that all the surveyors were missing...... "The short man's voice was very low, as if no one would hear him. When he found that Mo Fan had no one else around him except for the amnesiac fool Zhang Xiaohou, he didn't care too much.

"Well, I guess I was killed by the undead on the way. My brother's military team was also halfway through the undead. Mo Fan said and glanced at Zhang Xiaohou next to him.

"Hehe, I thought at first, but do you know what the survey team I met told us?" the dwarf laughed, his face full of treachery.

"What did you say?" Mo Fan asked immediately.

"They said that there was no one in Yangyang Village at all, so we didn't have to go. The short man said.

Mo Fan was confused.

However, Zhang Xiaohou, who heard these whispers next to him, trembled inexplicably, and his confused pupils shrank suddenly!

"You said that this is not strange, the village chief also deliberately asked us to take the road that did not pass through Yangyang Village, it is obvious that there is something that causes the village chief Xie Sang not to want to go there. The dwarf continued.

Mo Fan glanced back at the village chief Xie Sang, lowered his head and pondered for a while.

......

The team continued on their way, and after the second night, everyone was still unharmed.

This night was spent. They were so close to the ancient capital that they would be able to reach the vicinity of the ancient capital in the next day.

"It's dawn, it's dawn, we won't rest when we cheer up, and we will be able to reach the ancient capital before dark today. Hong Jun woke everyone up with a squeeze in his throat.

"Hong Jun, you've been studying magic for a few years. When you get to the ancient capital, can you find a place for everyone to live?" asked a village woman.

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Hong Jun patted his chest, looking like he was covering me.

"Alas, it seems that we have passed the danger, and we think that we have been abandoned by the god of the well. ”

"Dog, look at what you said scares everyone, hum!"

The villagers said a few words, and each one had some smiles on their faces.

Both nights were spent safely, and the rest of the journey could be completed this day. They don't have to worry about their lives anymore.

Because it was daytime, everyone walked relatively scattered, and Mo Fan was still at the front of the team to open the way for everyone......

The short man chattered endlessly, and this guy came over to Mo Fan to talk about his various heroic deeds as a hunter, Mo Fan sneered at the short man, and casually blew a wave of his own Bocheng Niu B thing......

"It turns out that you are from Bocheng, and I know a lot of friends in Bocheng. The short man said in surprise.

"How do you know the people of Bo City?" Mo Fan was puzzled.

"Oh, I talk to them a lot. They said that they were resettled by the government in the ancient capital after the disaster, and that they used to live in a relatively suburban resettlement area. Later, a rich man named Mu Bai bought a street shop to sell magic stone raw materials, and those Bocheng refugees who had been resettled were doing things for him. The short man said.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, but immediately remembered the disaster placement at the beginning.

There are several directions for the resettlement of the victims of Bocheng, one to the outskirts of Shanghai, and the other to the ancient capital. Mo Fan chose Shanghai and lived in a resettlement house in the suburbs as he wished. When I heard the short man say this, I remembered that there was still a group of Bocheng people who were placed in the ancient capital of Xi'an!

It's rare to meet fellow villagers in other places, and when you return to the ancient capital, you have to go to see them anyway.

"When I get the magic stones, I usually sell them in their shops......," the dwarf continued, gushing.

"Ahhh~~~~~~~!!!!!h

Suddenly, a scream came from the back of the line.

The scream had a painful and distorted effect, and without warning it sounded, startling the whole team.

The short man's words stopped abruptly. Mo Fan also turned his head violently, only to find a blood mist splashing in the crowd, followed by the villagers screaming and scattering!!

"Undead, there are undead!!"

"Uncle Cousin was dragged down, dead, he died!"

"Ahhh~~~!!!!"

There was another piercing and terrible scream, and a village woman who was so frightened that she fled to the side fell to the ground, and suddenly a long corpse claw came out of the loose soil, and the corpse claw was extremely powerful, and it pierced the village woman's body fiercely, and the abdomen began to spasm!

"There's it too!!"

"Save me~~~!!!!!

"Don't panic, don't panic, everyone......"

The more the villagers fled, the more they were attacked by the undead, Mo Fan's eyes swept away, and he was shocked to find that those undead who originally only haunted at night actually crawled out of the soil directly and were attacking those headless flies scurrying around.

In just a few seconds, blood was flowing everywhere!

"My mother, these undead are against the sky, and they come out to kill people in broad daylight!" the short man screamed.

"You go to the side, Liu Ru, Liu Ru, protect those children, don't let them run away. Mo Fan shouted at Liu Ru as he ran.

More and more undead are coming out of the soil, and the blessings of the villagers' well water gods have no effect on these undead spirits, and even these undead target these villagers.

In the past, after killing a living creature, the undead would immediately gnaw and eat, and the surrounding undead would also rush over because of the smell of fresh blood and meat, but these undead were not for eating at all, and after killing one, they would immediately chase the next, which was pure killing!

"Thunder Seal!"

"Star Wolf!"

"Shadow Spike!"

Mo Fan saw that the villagers were killed continuously, and his heart was also extremely angry, at this time, he naturally didn't care about what to preserve, and he used everything he could.

However, the villagers were so frightened that they lost their minds and began to flee in all directions.

In this case, Mo Fan couldn't save them at all, and he could only watch them being torn to pieces directly by the rotting corpses that came out.

"Monkey, Rock ......"

"Rock barrier!!"

Mo Fan was just about to talk to Zhang Xiaohou, Zhang Xiaohou who lost his memory did not mean that he had no IQ, and he remembered how to fight, and he immediately cast a mid-level magic of the rock system.

Two rock barriers in a row suddenly formed a hill screen, forcibly blocking the panicked villagers in this area, and at the same time preventing a group of undead from rushing in.

"Liu Ru, screw those little ghosts into the rock barrier protection, the soil here has been hardened by Zhang Xiaohou, and no undead will come out!" Mo Fan jumped on top of the rocky mountain screen and shouted at Liu Ru, who was still outside. (To be continued......)