At that time, Mr. Yan knew that he was wrong, and pursued the two sisters of Gongsun all the way back. When a person returns, there are countless sounds swirling in his ears, it is desolate, completely devoid of noise, maybe there is no huddle for warmth, and it always feels much more terrifying than when he enters.

All the way back, there are countless cries of injustice, echoing in the ears, and then repeating in the mind and soul.

In the next moment, a powerful ghost from the eighteen layers of hell will appear in front of his eyes with sharp claws that cut through his mind and soul, and then drink his blood one by one, and eat his flesh piece by piece.

Mr. Yan felt that there was becoming more and more evil here, and gradually felt that Gongsun Erniang's words were not unreasonable, and he needed to think about it in the long run.

The old capital, after all, was the most prosperous city in the Great Zhou Dynasty three hundred years ago, and it was the foot of the Son of Heaven and the center of politics. The area of this city is naturally very vast, and it is twice as large as the current imperial capital.

It was so vast, even if it was to exhaust the entire cult disciples, it would not be able to lay out a formation that could affect the entire city. Nor could he confuse the twenty most outstanding elite disciples of the four families and six sects.

In this world, there is a three-character list of heaven, earth and man. The vast majority of people here have already entered the top Tianzi Hero list, not even the end, but the middle and upper class. Even if the cult leader sees these 20 people, he must be afraid to retreat.

This is a very cult sect, unless it is a cult disciple who has been following them all the time, it is possible to do it.

But is it possible? It's not possible.

All the wind and grass around them cannot escape their eyes or ears. If they had been secretly following them, they would have noticed it long ago. How is it possible, this way, I don't meet a figure.

The woman was attentive and the two sisters of Gongsun were obviously aware of this, so they fled first.

"If I had stood on Xiao Yin's side back then, maybe my junior brother would not have died. When Mr. Yan thought of this, he sighed.

Back then, after the quarrel, he chased after the two sisters of Gongsun closely, and the other party naturally noticed it. If he hadn't followed him immediately, I'm afraid that even Aunt Gongsun wouldn't have a good face for him now.

However, as they continued to move away from the depths of the old capital, although the miserable cry still echoed in their ears, the uneasiness in their hearts gradually faded.

When they approached the city gate, a mournful howl sounded in the depths of darkness.

This voice made Mr. Yan feel a little familiar and familiar.

When the two sisters of the Gongsun family walked out of the city gate, the sun shone on their heads.

They had been immersed in darkness for many days, and when they stepped on the line at the end of the darkness, they closed their eyes to avoid being scorched by the light.

They thought that when they set foot in a sunny place, they could get rid of the cold in their bodies and welcome warmth. However, it was a long time coming.

Because, they felt a wind behind them, a cold wind, a biting wind. There were countless howls, and the sound of weapons falling, and screams.

The voice was getting closer and closer to him. There are still dozens of steps away from the city gate, which is simply creepy, and the cold hairs are erected.

It was as if there were really countless Yin Spirits chasing after him, as he heard the sound of hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of white bones colliding.

Mr. Yan took a deep breath and ran quickly towards the city gate. As he stepped out of the gates, there was a touch behind him, as if something was grabbing him from behind, trying to pull him back from the light and back into the darkness.

The two sisters of the Gongsun clan also heard the sound behind them. So I turned around, opened my eyes slightly, and saw the unforgettable memories of this life.

It's unforgettable, not beautiful. Rather, a nightmare.

It was a bloody hand that grabbed Mr. Yan's clothes, really trying to pull him back into the darkness.

But maybe not, maybe Mr. Yan was used as a life-saving straw and wanted to grasp the straw.

Mr. Yan will never forget it in his life.

He heard a weak call, as if he was about to lose his breath immediately.

He also heard four words.

Senior brother, save me.

These four words shocked Mr. Yan's heart. for he heard whose voice it was from, and it was his brother,

His junior brother, who is obviously still in the depths of this old capital, is still continuing to explore the cultists, how can he appear here and grab his back clothes.

After four words, Mr. Yan heard a heart-rending sound.

Heartbreaking, this is really heartbreaking. It was the tearing of the heart, the tearing of the internal organs, and the splashing of blood. Hot blood splattered behind Mr. Yan, as well as on the back of his neck.

In addition to this heart-rending, there is also the sound of bones breaking. It's not the sound of being cut by a sharp object, it's coming from a blunt object.

Mr. Yan felt the hand that grabbed him, loosened slightly, and hurriedly stepped forward, and then shook back with the true qi in his body, just because he knew what the splash and the hot was.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of red, smelled a fishy salty smell. For people in the rivers and lakes, there is no reason not to know what it is.

This is the color of blood, the smell of blood.

Mr. Yan took a step and was completely bathed in the sun, when he heard a call again, and opened his eyes slightly. saw the horror in the eyes of the two sisters of the Gongsun family. In a trembling voice, a name was spoken.

That name is the name of Mr. Yan's junior brother.

In the eyes of the two sisters of the Gongsun family, Mr. Yan saw the horror, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

The color of the blood, the smell of blood, and the tearing of flesh and internal organs, coupled with the expressions of the two sisters of the Gongsun family, made Mr. Yan faintly uneasy in his heart.

He seemed to hear a whimper behind him. Then the heavy panting stopped.

Mr. Yan turned around abruptly and saw an extremely miserable scene, which was also an uneasy scene.

A severed hand fell to the ground. The wound was not cut off with a sharp weapon. It's more like being bitten alive by a beast. But his gaze was not focused on that hand, but on the dimness behind him.

He saw a face in the darkness. This face, the eyes bulged, the blood flowed from the corners of the eyes, and even the tongue was spit out.

There was no blood on the face, only the color of blood, and it fell straight from the mouth like a waterfall, falling to the ground one after another, and flowers rose in all directions.

Mr. Yan's eyes were wide and wide, as if he was really a hell of a ghost.

This face is bloodless, with bulging eyes, blood flowing from the corners of the eyes, and even the tongue spitting out, is the face of his junior brother.

His gaze did not keep on his junior brother's face, but moved to his chest.

This blood is not only flowing in the eyes, nose, and mouth of the junior disciple.

In the chest of the junior brother, there is also blood flowing. But the blood did not flow down the chest, but down the hand.

This hand penetrated the chest of the junior brother, and the blood flowed down this hand.

What is it...... At that moment, the two sisters of the Gongsun clan and Mr. Yan, in fear, were thinking about what they were seeing.

Is it from the demons and monsters under the Yellow Spring?

The other hand is a fleshless hand.

Mr. Yan saw that behind him, the other hand was holding a human head. That head is also a familiar person.

Tianxiang Zong, plum blossom seventeen.

This is one of the six factions, an outstanding disciple of the Tianxiang Sect, the plum blossom dart can be said to be used superbly, a hundred meters away, can save people, and it is the eighty-ninth strong man on the list of heroes and heavens, and he is actually dead.

There is also Mr. Yan's junior brother, who is ranked fifty-sixth on the Hero Tianzi List, who is also dead. was pierced through the chest by a palm without a trace of flesh.

His junior brother and Plum Blossom Seventeen are dead, so where did the others go?

Mr. Yan remembers that he chased the two sisters of the Gongsun family, and never stopped, and walked out of the old capital at the fastest speed, which can be said to be one after the other.

However, Mr. Yan was pulled behind him at the moment when he just walked out of the old capital, so to speak, he was one after the other with Mr. Yan himself.

The gap between the two sides is only a few dozen steps. Why would his own junior brother be behind him, after he turned around?

One after the other, if it is really one after the other, why can't you notice the movement behind you. His junior brother and Plum Blossom Thirteen are both strong people in the rivers and lakes, even if they encounter the strongest person on the Tianzi List, they will not die silently.

Who is the original owner of these fleshless hands?

At that time, they held their breath and did not dare to move. Able to silently, behind them, kill two masters. It shows that this strength is far beyond them to resist, and it is very likely that even their master may not be this person's opponent.

Although the junior brother was killed by this person, the most important thing at the moment is that the living can escape.

But the next moment, they were too frightened to move.

Mr. Yan clearly remembered that it was the corpse of his junior brother, who was dragged into the dim place. Then, I vaguely saw thousands of white bones, devouring the corpse.

After all, white bones are white bones, and the so-called sharing of food is nothing more than the corpses falling to the ground little by little. Then a bony hand stretched out and pulled the severed hand back into the darkness under their noses, and then the laughter of children, the barking of dogs, and the noise of the market rang out from the darkness.

Only then did Mr. Yan understand that it was not a rumor. There really are inhabitants in this old capital. It's just that these residents are not people.

They saw that there were several corpses in the darkness, none other than the corpses of others. When he saw the corpses, he already knew that except for the three of them, everyone else was afraid that they were all unlucky.

Maybe it's because these white bones can't get out of the old capital. They were able to survive. But it has become a shadow for a lifetime, and although he has become a double saint, he still does not dare to step into half a step.

Or maybe there is a shadow, and the good story between Gongsun Erniang and Mr. Yan is cut off.

But this time, no matter what, for the sake of the future road, Mr. Yan still decided to give up his life once, if Zhou You fell into the old capital, he would sacrifice his life to accompany his son once, so what's the matter?

Mr. Yan nodded and said, "The old capital is indeed ancient. The Father will take you there, but whether you will like it or not is up to you to see for yourself. ”

(It's been a few days, it's a little watery.) Sorry, it stands to reason that I'm going to get into the topic these days. After entering the old capital, it is the arrival of the theme. ）