Should we continue to kill Chen Ting or go back to the city
Chen Ting has helped them make a choice.
After he finished saying that, he immediately pulled back and fluttered his sleeves.
If Chang Ming and the others wanted to catch up again, they would lose their only chance to save Cong Rong's eyes.
not to mention-
The moment before Chang Ming fell, Yun Hai stretched out his hand and embraced him.
He tapped the acupoint to stop the bleeding, cut a sleeve with the Chunchao sword, and wrapped it around the man's bloody palm.
Yunhai knew that Changming must be in extreme pain at this time.
"Stand still, I'll kill him first."
"It's too late, go back to the city and go to the inn to find Cong Rong!"
Going over now may be able to stop her tragedy.
Chang Ming's expression was still calm, but beads of sweat were oozing out from his forehead, and his face was cold and bright.
Without saying a word, Yun Hai grabbed Chang Ming's waist and dashed towards the city with his toes.
The city gates were closed, but the sea of clouds was light enough to easily climb over the low parapet.
This parapet is like a boundary.
After crossing, they were greeted by endless silence.
The huge Yuru Town is already equivalent to a relatively prosperous county in the inland.
But now, when it was just dark, there were no lights in all houses, only darkness that could not be seen at a glance.
Occasionally, one or two wailing sounds from the corners were connected with short soldiers, like the last desperate struggle in the dark abyss.
After struggling, all you can wait for is sinking forever.
"Did you smell..."
A strange scent wafted around, so sweet and greasy that it made people feel sick to their stomachs.
Before Chang Ming finished speaking, he coughed several times in succession, and by the way, he also coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
Through the clothes, Yunhai could feel the heat from the other person's skin.
Creatures that were about to move in the dark came from all directions, following the sweet traces of blood, and silently extended their tentacles to Changming's seemingly defenseless back.
Yunhai suddenly turned around!
Sword up, sword down!
An arm that was about to touch his back shoulder was cut off, the sword light fell, and his body was split in half.
He fell to the ground with a bang, but no blood splattered out.
Taking a few glances at the red moon behind the semi-obscured cloud, the body is clearly shriveled, the skin around the eyes has collapsed, the face is covered with cracks, exposing the red texture under the skin, and the eyes are wide open but glowing strangely blue. Gray, staring straight at the night sky.
Extending from this, until the end of the alley, the living dead like this corpse are densely packed, and a large number of them are swarming towards them.
These people wore the clothes of the residents of Yuru Town, but their appearances were all dull and sluggish.
Yunhai's eyes swept across these living dead, and landed on the octagonal building behind the zombie army.
The two-storey building is very delicate, and there are wind chimes hanging under the eaves. With the night wind, it sounds like a silent order, directing the army to march at night.
On the square inch of the eaves, there was a man standing with a rich hand backlit. He couldn't see his appearance clearly. He could only see his clothes flying in the wind and making noises.
"Situ, Wanhe?"
Yunhai heard Chang Ming whispering beside him.
It seems uncertain, and it seems to be asking him.
Situ Wanhe.
The sea of clouds searched for the memory, and it took no time to think of it.
Chang Ming said that this person's cultivation level is enough to rank among the ten great masters in the world.
In the Yuru Town massacre, it was Situ Wanhe who rushed over earlier than others, but the murderer had already run away, and everyone found nothing. Later, the massacre remained a mystery.
Now it seems-
Yunhai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Situ Wanhe.
Now it seems that it may not be that the murderer could not be found, but that many people did not expect that a dignified master-level cultivator would actually go to slaughter town and turn tens of thousands of unarmed people into living dead.
…
Yun Changan's face was pale and sweat was pouring down.
It was not a hot day, but his back was completely soaked with sweat, and it was very uncomfortable.
As usual, he must have jumped and complained, and quickly changed into a set of clean and comfortable clothes.
But at the moment, he has no time to care about these.
The long sword was stabbed out, and a living dead man was stabbed through his body and fell backwards, and the same kind who came up behind him also rolled down the stairs.
But this can only let Yun Changan and the others breathe for a while, because soon there will be new living corpses stepping on their companions to fill up.
One after another, as if never ending.
But these "monsters", not long ago, were still ordinary people who were talking, laughing, and having flesh and blood.
Yun Changan could even recognize many of the familiar faces.
The guy who grabbed the handrail of the stairs and grabbed him was the guy who ran the hall of the inn. He just brought him a bowl of wontons this morning. I heard that he wanted green onions, so he went to the back kitchen to get a small handful of chopped green onions, and said with a smile Please take it slow, I am most familiar with Yuru Town. If you want to wander around, you can also find me.
The woman who just rushed over, the most vicious woman, was a rouge seller not far outside the inn. At that time, he was arguing with Cong Rong rouge at the stall. The rouge seller told them that the young couple had a quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed. Embarrassing the little lady outside, if you have something to say, go back and say. At that time, he and Cong Rong spoke in unison to the outside world, saying who was his or her husband.
There are also the tenants who live on the same floor, and the lady in the washcloth who has been looked at twice by him in the morning, and the charm is still there.
These people are now all turned into terrifying monsters. They are infinitely powerful, lose their humanity, and are only interested in fresh life. Yun Changan saw with his own eyes a person who had no time to escape was surrounded by these monsters, biting and eating raw. Awakened into a new monster soon after.
He can only breathe, has no humanity, can't speak, has no preference for good and evil, pursues flesh and blood, what is it if it is not a monster
Yun Changan doesn't even know how all this happened.
The darkness was like a horn, sounding the monsters in everyone, but why didn't he turn into a monster
The messy thoughts were mixed into a paste in the mind, confusing time and reason.
"Come on, we can't stop it here, go up!" A girl gasped with a crying voice.
Nie Emei was a tenant who lived on the same floor as him. It was said that she was a cultivator who was going to participate in the Thousand Forests Club, but the senior and sister who was with her had just become one of the monsters and turned to attack her former classmate. Nie Emei couldn't bear to go down. Ruthless, almost turned into a monster's meal.
It is difficult for Xiuwei to play a role in encountering these invulnerable monsters that can attack people as long as they have a broken body, not to mention that there are also some monks in these monsters. After they become living dead, their attack power is greater than that of ordinary people. Ordinary weapons Nothing at all.
When she shouted, Yun Changan came back to his senses and quickly turned around and ran upstairs.
But he also carried a person on his back. After exhausting his strength, his footsteps began to falter. After walking a few steps, he tripped over the steps. A hand stretched out behind him and almost scratched the blood on the person on his back.
At the critical moment, Nie Emei shot and cut off that hand.
"Hurry up!"
She reached out and grabbed Yun Changan, turned her head and staggered towards the top floor.
"You put me down."
Cong Rong lay on Yun Changan's back and said calmly.
She was reluctant to speak out, for fear of affecting them to kill the enemy, but now she can't help it.
"I'm a burden, it's useless for you to take me with you. If you can go back to Beijing, tell them that I'm dead, don't say that I've become a monster..."
Cong Rong choked, but his eyes had turned into two black holes, and he couldn't shed any tears.
She didn't even dare to open her eyes, she could only close them tightly.
"Stop talking nonsense, hold on to me!"
Yun Changan shouted and ran after Nie Emei.
Everything has to start with that scream.
Yun Changan was awakened in his sleep, remembering that the cry came from Cong Rong.
No matter how much he hated Cong Rong, he wouldn't want her to die, so he got up quickly, put on his coat and ran to the other side's room.
But he didn't expect that he would fall into another nightmare completely.
He would never forget that after kicking open the door, Cong Rong, who was sitting in front of the window, turned around, there were empty hollows under his eyelids, two eyeballs were missing, and the girl who was still alive during the day turned into a blind man without both eyes.
How I wish I was still dreaming, someone would wake him up and tell him that it was all hallucinations.
The inn is the tallest building in the city, but it has only four floors. They quickly ran to the spacious box on the top floor where guests usually have meals. Nie Emei stood by the door. When Yun Changan came in, she immediately closed the door with her back. , and found a table and stacked it to block the door, and even used the screen to block several doors firmly, but she was not sure how long this method would be safe.
"How did this happen, how did it become like this?!" She stretched a string, and had long since nearly collapsed.
Nie Emei slumped to the ground and kept mumbling to herself.
Yun Changan put Cong Rong down and let her rest against the wall.
"What the hell is going on, why do these people suddenly become, become such monsters, why are we okay?"
Nie Emei put her head in her hands and shook it slowly.
"I don't know, I don't know... Junior Sister is dead, I wouldn't have brought her here if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't be covetous and stay here on purpose..."
"Cheer up!"
Yun Changan couldn't stand it any longer, and pulled her hand away, forcing her to look up.
"Think about it, where have you all been before tonight, is there anything unusual about the people around you!"
"No, we went to the market during the day, and it was the same as usual..."
Nie Emei was confused for a moment.
"By the way, we met a person who had eaten his stomach and was vomiting all the time, but what he vomited was full of white worms. It was very disgusting. Junior sister took me and hurriedly left."
insect
Yun Changan flashed: "Did he eat bean curd?"
Nie Emei: "I didn't look closely."
Tofu skin is a local specialty food, and many people always want to try it when they come to Yuru Town. Unlike other tofu skins, the tofu skin of Yuru Town is added with a unique spice that can only be grown locally. The spice of Huliangcao can only survive in certain places in the Western Regions, and it gives Yuru Town bean skin a distinctive aroma.
However, Yun Changan and Cong Rong were used to the food in the capital, and they were not used to the smell.
"Have you ever eaten that kind of tofu skin?"
Nie Emei: "No, I'm fasting, and I rarely eat. My junior sister tried a little, but she only took one bite."
Yun Changan felt that the problem might lie with Hu Liangcao, but he couldn't tell for a while, how could this common spice that has grown around Yuru Town for thousands of years suddenly be related to the living dead? If you eat it, there will be problems, why haven't there been problems before
Before I could think about it, a loud bang came from outside the door.
Boom!
boom!
The door is slamming outside!
The hearts of several people who had just relaxed were brought up again.
Yun Changan and Nie Emei stared at the door nervously.
This inn is the best inn in the city, and the door is naturally stronger than other places, but no matter how sturdy the door is, it can't withstand repeated violent smashing, even if something is behind it.
The table and screen trembled slightly, as if they were in danger of collapsing at any moment.
Nie Emei rushed to the windowsill and looked down.
The downstairs is full of dense human heads, and the monsters seem to smell the breath of living people, and they all come here.
Nie Emei looked into the distance again.
This is the center of Yuru Town, but if she escapes from the inn and runs outside the town, will these monsters not be able to catch up with her
only…
Nie Emei looked back at Yun Changan and Cong Rong, a little hesitant.
These two are not monks, at best they are better, but they will definitely not work under this kind of offensive. They will soon be overwhelmed by monsters and become new monsters.
She has been practicing Taoism for a few years, and most of the time she follows the teachers and teachers on the mountain. Her mind is pure, and she is far from being able to learn the mentality of some high-level monks who regard human life as ants and grass, and she will not learn to give up these two people without any burden.
Yun Changan seemed to see her entanglement, gritted his teeth and said: "Miss Nie, you go first, if you see the rescuer, you can help call to save us, you don't need to follow us here..."
Bang bang bang!
Another huge muffled sound.
Yun Changan clearly saw that the door was a little loose, and he was about to be knocked open.
"Come on!"
"I'll take her away first, and I'll save you later when she's settled!"
Nie Emei made a decision, and after speaking to Yun Changan, he forcibly pulled Cong Rong up and supported her.
"You catch me!"
She hadn't learned how to master the sword yet, but Qinggong's vertical leap must be more flexible than ordinary martial arts. Nie Emei jumped with Cong Rong, jumped off the window sill, and landed lightly on the head of the living dead monster. Before attacking the two of them, he jumped up again and flew to the roof not far away.
Watching them go away, Yun Changan breathed a sigh of relief when a loud bang behind him made him turn his head subconsciously.
The door was smashed!
"Just wait for me here, don't move, I'll come back soon after I save him!"
Nie Emei put Cong Rong down on a higher roof and warned.
Cong Rong nodded nervously, grabbing the corner of his clothes and holding back his fear.
Her world was completely dark and no longer colored, but neither Yun Changan nor Nie Emei wanted to give up on her, and she could no longer implicate others.
"You go!"
She could hear the movement of Nie Emei's departure, and she could hear something approaching and gathering under the house, circling around the house where she was, and she could even hear those monsters crawling towards the roof with their hands and feet, from the wall outside the house, The sound of climbing up the beams from the pillars in the house, breaking the roof tiles, and climbing along the ridge.
The heavy breathing was getting closer.
Cong Rong couldn't control the trembling of his body.
She is willing to give up herself, but she doesn't want to die in this way, or even become a monster, feeding on flesh and blood, without any consciousness, it will be more terrifying than death.
suddenly!
A sword light came from the sky, and the monster in front of Cong Rong rolled down the roof.
Immediately afterwards, she felt that she was lifted up and vacated again, even as if she was carried on her back by some kind of bird, and flew to the outpost in the southeast of Yuru Town.
"it's me."
Cong Rong heard Chang Ming's voice, although weak and tired, it was indeed his voice.
The long-lost familiarity and grievance flooded into his heart, and Cong Rongwa burst into tears.
"Chong Rong!"
Nie Emei came along with Yun Changan, and the two cooperated to disperse the monsters under the house, but more monsters rushed forward. Nie Emei's reaction was a little slow, and it was too late to dodge. The sharp nails almost pierced the skin of the clothes.
My life is over!
She knew that once her skin was scratched, she would turn into a terrifying monster just like her junior sister.
Nie Emei's heart was bleak and gloomy, and there was nothing to add to it.
No unexpected pain.
That hand was cut off by the sword that Chang Ming arrived in time, and fell to the ground. Instead, Chang Ming threw Nie Emei on another roof, and he was trapped in a circle of monsters.
Upon seeing this, Yun Changan and Nie Emei wanted to help, but were stopped by Changming.
"do not come!"
Yun Changan found that the sword in Changming's hand seemed to have a kind of magic power, and those monsters did not dare to get too close. Once the body touched the sword, it would be burned by black light and turned into ashes. Even if these living dead lost their humanity, they would still be able to detect them. dangerous.
Nie Emei saw Chang Ming's strength was not enough, so he couldn't help jumping off the roof, back to back with him, to help him clear the obstacles that were limited by the perspective behind him.
"you… "
The body is close to each other, and she can feel the other's unusual body temperature through the clothes.
"Are you OK!"
Changming didn't answer.
His physical strength and energy have reached the limit, and he can only focus his limited attention on the situation in front of him.
Wave after wave, such as harvesting straw is overwhelming, but this kind of advantage makes it difficult for people to experience joy.
The sword in his hand was dark and dense, becoming more and more intense, as if it had spirituality, it wrapped around his wrist and supported his strong arrows.
"Your sword?"
Nie Emei also noticed this, she couldn't help but ask, "Is it an evil thing?"
"This sword is connected to my heart and soul, and the breath is shared." Chang Ming said lightly.
"Am I lucky enough to know its name?"
Nie Emei has also seen many swords and spirits, the most famous of which is her ancestor's Honghu sword, which is also the treasure of their spiritual sect.
Only in the hands of the master can the Honghu sword emit a clear and long cry, which is the sword's approval for the master.
But compared with the pure black long sword in front of him, the spirituality of Honghu Sword is like the gap between a small hill and Wanshenshan.
"Four Fei Swords."
"Four nons?"
Nie Emei only felt that the name was strange and familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.
"No Tao, no Buddha, no Confucianism, no devil."
Chang Ming spit out a few words softly, and cut off another head neatly.
He also did not expect that Yunhai would directly summon the Sifei Sword in order to let him protect himself.
Changming came to Jiuzhongyuan in order to find the Sifei Sword to re-cultivate, but now he has achieved his goal by accident.
If Yun Weisi knew about it, he would be half dead.
The Four Fei Sword was tempered by his own hands. Now his cultivation base is almost half-abandoned. Even if he makes rapid progress in his cultivation, it will be difficult to return to the peak state of the year in a short period of time. The Four Fei Sword is in his hands. Not only did he not attack the old master because of the aura restraint, but he gently healed the flaws in his cultivation. It seemed that the beloved thing that had been raised for many years could still recognize the master after reuniting after a long absence. Even Changming could sense it from the trembling blade. The joy of Sifei Sword.
Most of the roof tiles had been damaged by the living dead who were scrambling to climb, and it was almost impossible to support them. Yun Changan brought Cong Rong to Changming's side, tightly guarding Cong Rong in the corner, and holding a sword in one hand to help them clean up the leaks. of fish.
He kept swinging the sword in his hand, but his heart was filled with endless blankness, wondering if he could survive tonight.
There was a huge movement from the other end.
Yun Changan and Nie Emei followed the sound, and saw from a distance that they were fighting fiercely, landing on the roof from mid-air, leaping vertically and horizontally, shuttling between the roofs, from far to near, and quickly approaching their side.
Situ Wanhe is a serious monk and one of the top ten masters in the world. He is not a "foreign intruder" like Yunhai, Changming, Chen Ting and others. He belongs to the past, but he is facing When Yunhai, he didn't have much advantage, because the Spring Dynasty sword in Yunhai's hand was born and died with Changming in the early years, and later in Yunweisi's hands. Can temporarily contain Situ Wanhe.
"Take it!"
When the two approached their side, Yunhai suddenly threw an object at Changming.
Changming raised his hand to catch it.
A glazed bead, slightly smaller than the palm, smooth and round, with flowing purple energy.
Yunhai couldn't recognize this thing, so he threw it to Changming.
Seeing Chang Ming, Zi Zhu's thoughts moved slightly.
"Gathering Soul Orb?"
Hearing him say this name, Situ Wanhe, who was fighting against Yunhai, changed his face halfway and grabbed Changming!
How could the sea of clouds allow Situ Wanhe to vacate the space, the Chunchao sword swayed, and lay in front of him again.
"I know your plan."
Chang Mingdao suddenly threw the Soul Gathering Orb to the ground!
All of this was too fast for Situ Wanhe to stop him.
The glass is broken, the purple air returns to the west, thousands of souls are scattered, and thousands of ghosts cry together!
In an instant, all the living dead monsters stopped their movements if they had an order, and stared at the thousands of purple qi that escaped from the Soul Gathering Orb.
Those purple qi flew in all directions, flowing and flying above the heads of the living dead, and eventually the color faded, and then gradually rose to the sky and disappeared.
All the monsters no longer attacked Chang Ming and others, and fell one by one, closing their eyes and resting.
Like the truly dead, they finally rest in peace.
"You actually ruined the Soul Gathering Orb!"
Situ Wanhe was furious and just wanted to tear Chang Ming into pieces!
He directly grabbed Yunhai's Chunchao sword, slapped the opponent away with one palm, and then swept to Changming, directly pinching the opponent's neck.
With just a blink of an eye, the neck bone in his hand will be broken into several pieces, and it is impossible for heaven and man to save!
The author has something to say:
Small theater unrelated to the text:
Yun Weisi: What about the Four Nonsense Swords
Changming: Here I am.
Yun Weisi:
Changming: You gave it to me yourself.
Yun Weisi: ?
Changming: I didn't think so.