Yang Xian and Xiao Qingyu stayed overnight in a small mountain village. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

During this period, the villagers spent the middle of the night to find and carry the two horses that Yang Xian had fallen to death before into the village, and the villagers whispered to Yang Xian and Xiao for their gratitude, and the horse meat was enough for them to eat for a while.

The next day, the meat was fragrant, and the two horses had become cooked horse meat.

Xiao whispered that he felt sorry for the horse, no matter how he couldn't eat it, Yang Xian didn't have this taboo.

The white tiger who was chained to the yard had never eaten cooked meat, and after eating a few pieces of cooked horse meat today, he really became a hungry tiger, whimpering and swallowing heavily, and almost half of the horse was eaten into its stomach.

After borrowing the tools of the villagers to trim the carriage, Yang Xian drove back to the north.

Yang Xian has already asked clearly, over this mountain, in front of Baohua Prefecture, this fear of harsh government in the mountains almost all escaped from Baohua Prefecture.

"Baohua Prefecture is called Baohua Prefecture because of its outstanding people and treasures, and the people of Baohua Prefecture can't survive now?"

Yang Xian whispered to Xiao who was sitting in the carriage: "Whispering, when you get to Baohua Prefecture, it may take a few days to delay, I want to see what is going on in this Baohua Prefecture, is it more difficult to survive than Qingzhou?"

Xiao whispered in the carriage, "Listen to you." ”

Yang Xian said: "Okay!"

The white tiger wagged its tail and pulled the cart at a gallop, going over the mountains and mountains along the way, and when it passed a hill, you could see a city in view.

"Huh, why is it so dead?"

Yang Xian's face changed, and he saw that a mountain city dozens of miles away was filled with black fog, lifeless, and it didn't look like a city where people lived.

"Whisper, something may have happened!"

Yang Xian whispered to Xiao and said, "There is something wrong ahead, you should be more vigilant." ”

Xiao whispered unclear and poked his head out of the carriage, "Is it dangerous?"

The life of chasing and killing along the way has made the little girl adapt to the danger that can happen at any time, and although she is asking at this time, she is no longer nervous.

Yang Xiandao: "Whether it's dangerous or not, you'll know when you go down the mountain!"

This place is close to the mountain city, and it stands to reason that there should be more and more pedestrians on the road, but along the way, there is not even a single pedestrian, which is extremely abnormal.

As the small city under the mountain gradually approached, an extremely miserable scene appeared in front of Yang Xian.

Broken walls, stinking sky!

The walls of this small city have collapsed for a long time, and the gate buildings are also in the collapse.

The wide iron-clad city gate was thrown to the ground dozens of feet away from the city wall by an unknown force, and the iron-clad city was already twisted and deformed, covered with sharp claw scratches.

In the midst of the bricks and rubble, the occasional rotting severed arm remains emerge from within, attracting swarms of flies to buzz and whirl and fly.

Through the collapsed city walls, you can see that most of the buildings in the city have been destroyed by external forces, and the bricks and stones are broken and scattered.

It was as if the mountain town had just gone through a war, the city had been taken, and the victors had left and set a fire to the ground.

The city was empty and silent.

The whole city has become a dead city.

Curling black smoke swayed from a distance, and it seemed that something had not yet burned out.

A gust of wind blew, and the smell of corpses hit me, making people smell sick.

Xiao whispered and poked his head out of the carriage, his face pale, "Brother Xian, what does this smell so disgusting, I want to vomit ......"

She looked up at the scene outside, was taken aback, and muttered, "What's going on?"

Yang Xian said: "Don't come out of the carriage, let's go into the city and have a look!"

He let out a whistling and the white tiger roared softly, pulling the car into the city.

Yang Xian walked in the forefront, and as he stepped forward, the bricks and stones blocking the way in front of him were all divided into two sides by an invisible huge force.

When the carriage passed through the huge city gate that flew out, Yang Xian's body stopped slightly and took a few closer looks.

The iron sheet wrapped around the gate was covered with scratches, and the nearly two-inch-thick iron sheet cracked and opened, revealing the pale yellow pine pattern inside.

Yang Xian inspected it and found that this gate was almost dozens of zhang away from the collapsed city gate, if this was thrown out, this person's strength would really be not small.

"Bang!"

Yang Xian raised his feet and stomped on the ground, and the deformed iron-clad gate on the ground made a loud noise, standing up in the dust.

Yang Xian stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of the gate, his arms were slightly forced, and in the creaking sound, the gate was raised.

"Hey!"

After a light drink, Yang Xian threw his arms and turned around, and the door in his hand spun and flew out, like a dark cloud through the sky, making a huge "woo" sound breaking through the air.

"If this door was really thrown out of the city, this man is very skilled. ”

After he threw out the door, he was able to calculate the strength of the person who threw the door at the beginning.

"Boom!"

It wasn't until Yang Xian entered the city that the gate that flew out landed in the city, raising a cloud of dust and mist.

Looking around, it's a mess.

The entire city was burned, mutilated corpses appeared on the roadside from time to time, and the stench was getting stronger.

Yang Xian took out a bead from his arms and threw it into the carriage, "Whisper, this is the Red Dragon Ball, good at antidote to all kinds of poisons, you take it, don't be stunned by this corpse poison!"

After Xiao Qingyu reached out and took the beads, he only felt that the tentacles were warm, and the beads the size of the dragon's eye emitted a glowing blood, reflecting the entire carriage red.

She was bored and nauseated by the corpse poison just now, and at this time, a bead was in her hand, and she felt relieved, and all the discomfort dissipated in an instant.

"Brother Xian, what kind of bead is this?"

Xiao whispered that she didn't have the strength to speak until this time, she held the beads in front of her eyes and watched, with a curious look, "It's amazing!"

Yang Xiandao: "This is the inner dan of the flying centipede, the body of the flying centipede is red, like a flying dragon, so it is also called a flying dragon." His Neidan is good at detoxifying all kinds of poisons, and it is a good detoxification product. ”

Xiao whispered, "I thought it was really the dragon's Neidan!"

Yang Xian shook his head and smiled: "With the Lord of the East China Sea sitting in the East China Sea, how many people in the world dare to fight the idea of the Dragon Clan?"

While talking to Xiao in a whisper, he carefully sensed the things around him, not daring to miss any clues and slight sounds.

The street was covered with patches of reddish-brown blood, and deep scratches appeared on the walls on both sides of the road from time to time.

As he travels, he discovers a strange situation.

Although there were corpses on both sides of the road, most of them were broken bodies, and there was not a single intact corpse.

It seems that a group of beasts have taken the city down, and when all the inhabitants of the mountain city have been eaten, the beasts set fire to the whole city.

The scratches on the gates and the marks on the sides of the road do look like those left by beasts.

Yang Xian walked forward with an expressionless face, and the bricks and stones piled up on the street kept separating to the left and right, revealing the flat ground that was only for carriages to travel.

"Huh?"

Before Yang Xian could take a step, his body suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at a street next to him.

At the end of this street there is a large well, with wells on all sides, and at the mouth of the well there is a stone tablet with the names and deeds of the people who paid for digging the well.

At this time, the wellhead has been pressed by a huge bluestone.

Yang Xian turned around and walked slowly towards the well, and the white tiger exploded behind Yang Xian, bowed his head and whimpered and roared, pulling the carriage to follow closely.

"Roar!"

A low muffled roar came from the well, and the bluestone on the large well in front of him shook suddenly.