readx;? The land of Caizhou, as Yang Jizhou said before, has become a dead land. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Dark, low, clouds covered the overhead, making it impossible to tell the time. As far as the eye can see, there is no grass growing in the field, this season is originally the height of summer, but the wind blowing on the body is cold and biting, the trees beside the road are also withered, and the bare maids stretch out horizontally and vertically to the sky, as if they have entered the harsh winter.

Cen Qing landed on the ground, carefully identified the direction, and walked towards Caizhou City, which was not far to the north.

In the soil, a black mist gradually appeared, like the malice that overflowed from this land, and it was wrapped towards Cen Qing's body in wisps, but it was rushed aside by the original aura on the skirt of the snake's molt. The aura in the air was extremely thin, and there was only dead aura that permeated the surroundings, which reminded him of the black prison he had been in.

"What a hell of a place......

Cen Qing looked at the few figures cruising at the gate of the city, and said with emotion.

Those swaying figures, their clothes were tattered, their bodies were black and scarred, their eyes were sluggish and their movements were indifferent, but the four fangs were long and protruding from their lips, and the nails of their five fingers were as sharp as iron claws. They wandered around the gates, occasionally nostriling around and sniffing before their bodies quivered and let out a short wolf-like howl.

Zombies? No, this is the real zombie, chicken-flavored, crunchy.

"Woo - you big dumplings, look this way. Cen Qing clasped his fingers to his lips, whistled, and waved at the zombies.

Hearing the sound, several zombies sniffed in the direction of Cen Qing and roared a few more times, as if they were a little irritable, but they didn't seem to have any intention of rushing over, and they were indifferent to the little fresh meat in front of them.

"Shhhh......h

After Cen Qing's teasing failed, he directly changed his method, tiptoed around the side, slipped behind a zombie who was more than a foot away from the group, grabbed the other party's throat with one hand, and pulled it to the bottom of a ridge.

"Hey, I caught it, it's struggling! We cut off its head, and the rest of it ......" He babbled as he pressed the struggling zombie and let it dig two half-foot-deep pits into the ground, snapping its neck and spine with a wave of its palm, then raised its head and snorted, "But time is short, we don't have time to bake it into something special." ”

Moments later, the zombies who pounced on him with teeth and claws were skewered into skewers by the Soul Eater Gun in his hand.

"They don't look very tasty, and if you don't believe it, you don't even bother to eat them. Cen Qing tilted his head to look at the zombie less than three feet away from him, this thing was pierced by the soul devouring gun and still not dead, and it kept probing forward with its jet-black claws, as if it wanted to catch Cen Qing over. In Cen Qing's spiritual pupils, both its nails and teeth also exuded wisps of black qi outward, "But this thing doesn't look much like a person from the Central Plains, isn't it the golden soldier who defended the city before?"

Cen Qing dropped the Soul Eater Gun, let the body of the gun weigh more than 1,000 catties press the string of zombies to the ground, squatted down curiously, and carefully examined the body of the zombies.

The word "Qi" was infused with his spiritual power, making his fingers more dexterous than the finest scalpel. Uncovering the clothes on the zombie's body, he used his fingertips to cut through the texture on the other party's skin, injecting a wisp of aura. After a moment, he looked at the polluted aura and shook his hand in disgust, thought about it, and then separated a wisp of demonic qi and injected it into it.

"No wonder Zhao Song wants to gather demons, it's because the demon qi is resistant to corpse qi. Dr. Cen, who has an experimental spirit, stood up and announced his conclusion, "According to my research, the aura of heaven and earth and the corpse qi have the effect of devouring and transforming each other, but the demon qi that exists in the demon dantian is not affected, this should be because after the aura is absorbed and condensed by the demon body, the discarded scum has become some kind of new product that is not recognized by the aura." The so-called golden pill refined within the Great Holy Dao is only afraid that it is a strange product of this demonic qi condensed to the extreme. ”

He sighed as he crippled the zombies one by one, drew the Soul Eater again, washed the stains with the Cleansing Charm, put the bracelet back, and jumped on tiptoe onto the wall.

"After all, you can't replenish your spiritual power, so it's better to save a little and use the strength of your body. ”

He muttered and looked into the city at the battlement, and suddenly snorted, took a breath and said, "This guy has turned this place into hell on earth!"

Between the rows of houses, the crisscrossing streets are densely filled with all kinds of zombies. Some looked like former inhabitants, others were armored soldiers defending the city. The bones are broken, the intestines are rotten, and half of the body is still wriggling...... Coupled with all kinds of strange howls coming from far and near, he felt a little chill down his spine.

"Where is the old Zhang family?" Cen Qing raised his finger and poked his chin, looked over according to the direction Zhang Yu told him, and saw that there was only a private house there, and there was no Zhang Mansion with a deep house compound at all.

The little devil in his mind made a gesture of smashing the pot.

"Calm down, after all, decades have passed, in the old days, when Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people, who knows if this mansion has been demolished and rebuilt. Cen Qing took a few deep breaths and controlled his emotions about to go berserk, but reason told him clearly, "This dead girl is simply misremembering." ”

"!"

He impatiently grabbed a zombie from the city tower and threw it under the city wall, causing a commotion, gritted his teeth and said: "Anyway, this small broken city is only five miles in radius, and there are only tens of thousands of people, so it's a big deal that I will search them one by one." ”

Cen Qing jumped off the city wall, a little goose yellow looked extremely eye-catching in the black zombie encirclement. He skimmed through the overlapping courtyards, weaving among the walking dead, enduring the discomfort of smells, sights, and sounds, and began to look through the larger-looking mansions one by one.

"Someone is coming again......"

In the middle of a deep tomb that had been excavated in the city, a corpse that seemed to be sleeping opened its eyes, and for a moment, it seemed to have a light flowing through its dark eyes, and it let out a sigh of human weariness.

"Why can't you let me get a good night's sleep?"

......

"What? You broke through the city, but the scholar was killed by the Qingyun Fairy?"

The other seven alliance leaders who heard the news stood up from the table with a look of incredulity.

"It's ridiculous, but at least that's what it seems. When Li Hu spoke, it was as if someone had poured half a bucket of coptis juice into his throat, and his whole face was so bitter that he was deformed, "There was no trace of anger, and Fairy Qingyun probably felt that he couldn't go, and he made an ice coffin for him by condensing his qi into ice." ”

"This ......"

Looking at the other three people who went with them, they nodded at the same time, looking more sad than dead, and the other seven alliance leaders didn't know what to say for a while, and after a while, one of them asked eatingly: "Brother Li is not joking?"

"Do you think I'm in this mood?" Li Hu sat on the ground and sighed without any image.

He couldn't understand the entanglement between the Xiaoyao scholar and the Qingyun Fairy at all, the Xiaoyao Scholar was likely to be a demon, and the Qingyun Fairy was obviously a monk who had cultivated to a master, and it was natural for a monk to kill a demon, but why did he go all the way before and kill him in front of everyone?

"What do you want?" Unlike the others in the room, he had seen demons and monks with his own eyes, and had spoken and talked to them, and the world he had been familiar with had gradually become strange.

By the way, and this weird child.

"But after last night's battle, hundreds of people have already come to vote, we just got together, and the alliance leader is suddenly gone, how should I explain to them then?"

"In the rivers and lakes, force is respected. Li Hu sighed again, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, the scholar acted as he pleased, completely ignoring everyone else, and the stall he threw down gave him a headache, "When Fairy Qingyun walks out of Zhaojiabao, you will take her as the leader of the alliance." ”

"Listen to the tone, does Brother Li have other plans?" Among the deputy alliance leaders, the one who is on par with Li Hu's calm and keen is Chai Hua from the Daimyo Mansion, and he can hear Li Hu's decadent meaning just from his tone.

Li Hu raised his head, glanced at Chai Hua, and said: "My family lives in Luzhou, and there are seventy-one people in the house. If I die here for the treasure, I will have one pillar missing from my family, and I am afraid that I will be destroyed in a few years. ”

"This ......" Chai Hua didn't expect Li Hu to suddenly say these words, and he was a little stunned, "What does Brother Li know?"

"I don't know anything, that's why I retreat, the more I see, the more I feel that the world is big and I am small. Li Hu said slowly, "Before coming here, who would have thought that Changle Zhenren would be wiped out overnight? Who would have thought that a mere strange person could kill more than ten Jianghu guests in an instant? Who would have thought that Zhao Jiabao would be ten innate elites as soon as he was dispatched? If even they looked at Caizhou and cowered, I really don't know what chance our people have." ”

His words were so somber that everyone fell silent, and after a few moments, the silence was broken by the clear voice of the child, like a stone thrown into the water.

"Shizun once said that in the middle of the battlefield, the weak and large number should be called cannon fodder, but the victims used by both sides of the game to test and consume the strength of others, and the impact on the whole situation is minimal. However, my master never likes to fight in the center of the chess game, and only likes to ride into battle alone to take the enemy chieftain. ”

Tong'er's tone was extremely steady, as if he had been an old demon for many years, he looked around at the heroes around him, and smiled: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty of this situation, Shizun may have jumped out of the chessboard, and you are just cannon fodder." ”