Bai Ling grabbed Duguyan's arm with one hand, and with the other hand along the stone wall, he kept groping forward. Suddenly, she touched something round, and she screamed in fright, "Ah! ”

"Here, there are no snakes anymore. ”

"How do you know?"

Dugu Yan said: "Because in such a low temperature environment, snakes cannot survive. ”

When Belltron heard him say this, she really felt a little cold, but this cooling made her feel a little strange.

Dugu Yan stretched out his hand to pour the place where Bai Ling touched before, and there was a round wooden stick there, like the handle of something, "Is it a torch?" He took out the flint and waved it twice, with a clicking sound, looking at it by the light of the sparks, and there was a person standing next to the stone wall in front of him, holding a torch in his hand.

Bai Ling was startled again and asked, "Who?"

Dugu Yan knew very well that the person standing in front of him was definitely not a person, or definitely not a living person. Because he felt no signs of life. But the "man" moved, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, which was the one who did not hold the torch.

His speed was not extremely fast, but Dugu Yan didn't dodge, because he never imagined that a corpse would attack him.

He was firmly choked by that cold hand. That hand is very powerful, and the power it has is definitely not as simple as making him unable to breathe, it can directly break his neck.

Life is fragile, and with the right shot at the right time and in the right place, a single blow can end the fight. Whoever he is.

No matter how high the master is, he will die, and they often die of carelessness. Dugu Yan is also a human being, and if he is a human being, he will die. Unless he was a dead man.

He was well aware that this was not a living human hand, as his movements were stiff and he had no body temperature. No matter how cold a living person's hand is, it will be warm, and it will not be as stiff as it. Even if the bones are hard, the flesh will be soft, and even the muscles will be elastic. But that hand was different, his muscles were as hard as his bones.

Many people are puzzled why that hand can move, but there are still many puzzling things in this world, at least no one will tell Dugu Yan now.

If the neck is choked by a living person's hand, he can also kick the crotch or hit the chest, etc., causing the other person to suffer unexpected pain and cause the other person to let go.

But if there is a dead person on the other side, this method loses its effect, because the dead person cannot feel pain. Moreover, once the hands of the dead grasp something, they will never let go easily.

For a moment, he felt the call of death. But he has never been very obedient, no matter whose words it is. A person like him, even if he becomes a ghost, I am afraid he will not be a ghost who is willing to be lonely and keeps to himself.

But now, the only way to save him is to break his arm, not his own, of course, but the other party's.

He had a sword in his hand, and with a single swing he could cut off that arm. But if he wielded his sword, it would inevitably get something "unclean" on the blade.

In the moment of life and death, he still dared to choose other methods. That is to abandon the sword, replace the sword with his hand, drive the three fingers to clasp the elbow joint of that arm, and break it outward, only to hear a click, very crisp, he broke the arm before it was just a hand.

It's too late, but in fact, the whole process is only a short blink of an eye. With such a fast hand speed, looking at the entire Western Regions, there will definitely be no three people, and maybe not even one person.

With a buzzing sound, the corpse's other hand waved a torch and smashed sideways into Duguyan and Bai Ling's heads.

In fact, it only wants to smash Dugu Yan, but Bai Ling is next to him, and the torch is coming from the left, and Bai Ling happens to be on Dugu Yan's left side, so the torch will hit Bai Ling first.

Dugu Yan leaned back, his left arm stretched out and swung back, pushed back from Bai Ling's chest, and gently shook Bai Ling's calf with his left leg, and Bai Ling immediately fell backwards.

In a panic, she would always grab some life-saving straw casually, and Bai Ling hugged Duguyan's left arm tightly, so she leaned back to a certain angle and then stopped, and this angle just happened to avoid the torch. This is the result of Dugu Yan's calculations long ago.

At the same time, his right hand had withdrawn to its original position to grasp the hilt of the sword. He moved so fast that the hilt of the sword was only slightly tilted after it left his palm, and before he could fall, he held it again.

Ordinary people always think about how to attack or defend. What's more, they will even consider the consequences after doing it.

Dugu Yan is different, he will strike one blow after another before the winner is decided, and he will never stop. All his movements are like a reflex, coherent and agile, and he will arrange everything clearly and rationally.

The moment the torch swung over the door in front of him, he began to stand upright, and Belltron followed suit. Dugu Yan kicked forward with his right foot, and at the same time followed with his left arm, grabbing the handle of the torch.

With a thud, he kicked the waving corpse out, and the torch fell into his hand.

He put away his sword as fast as he could, and lit the torch with flint. Everything around him became clear in an instant, and in the light of the fire, in front of him was a male corpse, looking very old, probably close to a hundred years old when he died.

The corpse was missing a left arm and was thrown to the ground by Dugu Yan.

The corpse's face was dry, but its eyes were still moist. It was dressed in black, like the robes worn by wizards.

Behind him, dozens of corpses resembling him stood.

Wide, flat ground, I don't know where it leads. Under the light of the fire, the corpses that were originally still began to move.

This can't help but lead Dugu Yan to recall one thing, which is called: the peerless curse of "Netherworld Forbidden Spell". It was a spell that could manipulate the dead. He'd only heard about it before, and he didn't expect it to really exist. Once the curse is encountered, it will rise from death and attack the nearest lifeform.

The corpses were distorted, some ran with a twist, some looked even more awkward. But they're all fast.

Belltron was in a daze.

Dugu Yan knew that once these things were awakened, it would be useless to put off the torch again. Also, even if it worked, he wouldn't put out the torch because he wouldn't put the corpses in his eyes. Although their strength is different from ordinary people, Dugu Yan can break their arms with the strength of three fingers, and there is still a big gap in strength.

Dugu Yan walked forward, but the clothes behind him were grabbed, and he glanced back. It was not a corpse that grabbed him on his back, but a good-looking living person, and he was very beautiful.

Bai Ling's lips trembled, "Brother Dugu, hurry up, run quickly! It's a zombie, it's a zombie......"

At this time, there was already a corpse, and it took the lead in attacking Dugu Yan. The one-armed guy seemed to want revenge, so he took the lead and pounced on Dugu Yan, waving one arm, his fist was not like a fist, and his palm was not like a palm, and he attacked the back of Dugu Yan's head.

Dugu Yan listened to the bad wind in the back of his head, and he didn't have time to turn back, he first kicked the corpse away, and then pushed away the white bell with his left hand, and said: "Ling'er, don't be afraid, they are just corpses of Zhongshu, wait for me to burn them with fire." ”

As he spoke, four bodies had already grabbed it, hitting Dugu Yan four key points respectively.