The Land of the Wraith.

Six years ago.

In this evil land, two things have come.

As for why the word stuff is used.

Because of the two people who came, one is a demon. One is zombies.

But zombies aren't all zombies.

Demons are not all demons.

But no one dared to say anything.

Because when these two people first arrived, they had killed the old lady in the mountains on the other side of this land, so these little things around them naturally surrendered under these two things, and they were still the two demons who wanted to suck souls.

But it's the opposite.

And don't say anything.

It's just that they should come and stay more on weekdays, heart-eyed. Looking at the people around here, one of the portraits was naturally memorized by all of them, and they usually read some scriptures to them that they didn't understand, which were scriptures, but although they couldn't understand it, they would feel very happy after hearing it.

So they are also sincerely surrendering, so the demons and monsters in this area are gathering more and more.

At that time, they also thought that if they hadn't contributed, then these two kings would have worked together to burn to death a tree spirit that had provoked a tree spirit in the 100,000 mountains on the other side, and since then this place has been able to maintain detachment.

This little elf, thinking at the moment, finally came up with three words of strange things to summarize, but this strange thing is with heartfelt joy, he didn't have such a taste before, he saw the human flesh, bones and the like just think it's good to eat, and I don't even know why to eat, now some of them understand, some seem to get out of the muddy nightmare, to the state of ignorance, and then a spiritual light is highlighted, that is, it has its current appearance.

That's why he's absolutely truly grateful.

The little elf looked into the distance.

A huge formation-like thing intercepted it all.

Endless things like storms don't live there, disappearing, destroying, and scratching apart. It's all turned into a black hollow, like a whirlpool. It was the most powerful place he knew, and he didn't dare to go in, it was a piece of destruction, and he had seen people go out, but he had never seen anyone come in from anywhere.

For the demons and ghosts on this side, the one on that side is always mysterious, and it is also weird in the mystery.

At this moment, the Endless Storm has changed unexpectedly.

It's early morning.

He can't see the morning, because his spirituality is too small, if he still stands like this before sunrise, then he will die, he doesn't want to, it's not a ghost, it's not a spirit, it's just a wisp of thought that doesn't know the mystery, it will be gathered and will go away with the wind, but he doesn't know what he absorbs, so that he can become like this.

The light slowly thickened, and a black aura gradually rolled out under the skin, with black silk threads. But his body still didn't move, he suddenly wanted to see what was beyond the endless storm, such a feeling was not a small thing like him, it could have been, but now it was real.

Where did a man's hand come from, followed by a handsome face, followed by a rusty knife. The belief that the little thing originally wanted to leave suddenly disappeared, this person is the king, what he wants, although those two people have never said who is the king of ten, but for him, they are their own king.

What the king wanted, he must help them to get.

Even if it is death, because he has received what he has always gotten, as if he knows what that thing is from the scriptures that he is chanting, it is a kind of respect.

He looked over there, and the man also glanced at him, and at this moment his body had collapsed, he was originally a mass of soul thoughts, and now he was almost about to disappear, and the black aura couldn't stop hovering over him, and finally feathered into ashes.

He wanted to bring a word to the man, which was what the king meant, but now he was speaking slowly, and he wanted to be quick, for he feared that after the sun had risen, he would never speak again. His waist had completely collapsed, and finally he looked at the man, and it was important to be able to speak.

"Sir, please go, Wolf Zombie Mansion, the king is waiting for you. They're nice people. Don't be afraid. "When he said my last words, there was a rise in my heart, and it was a feeling, he couldn't say it, but it was really

Good.

And at this moment, he only has one head left, and he is about to drift away with the wind.

But a white finger was on his forehead. Then a gentle voice came: "Take me with you." "How could I be that I was already going to die, it was his thought, but he did feel an endless surge of telekinesis, and the last complete body appeared under the sky.

He looked up at the half-wheeled sun, floating in the sky, the dazzling sunlight, but it could not make him feel how his body was, he now felt extremely satisfied, this sunlight was extremely lovely, and he now found that his understanding of the world was gradually clearer, extremely satisfied.

He looked dumbfounded for a while. Knowing that another voice came from him made him feel sober.

"What's wrong, aren't you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, what's your name?"

"My name" He didn't know what to say for a while, he didn't have a name, but at this moment a feeling of shame came up, and the feeling of not having a name was really bad.

"Give me a name!" At this moment, he looked a little embarrassed in front of him, but his eyes were extremely mellow and humane.

"Okay, you're my first simple person in this demon land, just call it Yi Yan, by the way, you wait. I went to kill something, and something followed. ”

Another story begins.