Chapter 42 (1/2)

Liang Yin did not pick up the words of two people, eyes fixed looking at the distance of Qingluo Road: ”do you stay in the village, or go up the mountain together?”

”Up the mountain.” The boy didn't think about it, and answered the cool tone directly.

Cool voice slightly droops the eyes, covered the mood of the eye bottom, side over head, then toward the direction of the mountain to leave, did not say a word.

The last youth. Looking at the girl's slender back, her eyes flashed slightly and she pursed her lips.

”Are you angry, elder martial brother?” White lotus turns to look at the young man with a tight face beside him, and his expression is stunned.

Recently, she found that her elder martial brother is wandering more and more frequently.

”No Qing Luo coldly should a word, lift a foot then stride to leave.

”Brother, wait for me!” Bai He ran forward quickly and kept up with Qingluo.

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The tall bushes blotted out the sun.

Maybe it's because of the fog at night, even with a fire folder in hand. I can't see too far around.

Even if it's summer now, it's chilly all over the place.

Lu Feng took the long sword in his hand and cut off the thorns in the middle of the road. The disciples who followed him one after another.

Everyone's hands are lit by the torch, but even if it is like this, there is a black area around.

”Oh White lotus, walking behind him, suddenly exclaimed. They turned back and drew out their swords.

”What's wrong with younger martial sister?”

”It's all right. It's OK.” White lotus embarrassed way a, turn head toward just helped her a green Luo way: ”thank you elder martial brother.”

”No problem.” Qingluo's voice didn't fluctuate much.

Walking in front of cool sound, looking back at the two people's intimate action, eyes dark. She held the handle of the sword and tightened it tightly: ”if it's OK, let's go.”

Cool voice voice just fell, it seems to be aware of something, look suddenly a congealed: ”everyone, be careful, something is coming!”

At this time, a strong wind was blowing around, like the whimper of ghosts.

The sound of the creak, a chatter, like there are countless people, around them to laugh, fight, ridicule

A line of eight people, fierce back-to-back, holding the sword in hand, looking around with vigilance.

Crash! The palm of a thick and white bone suddenly broke through the ground.

Liang Yin only felt the wrist of her foot suddenly tightened. She lowered her head and saw a moribund white bone holding her wrist.

Cool voice, eyes a Ling. A fierce wave of long sword, cut it off.

”Ah! Ah! Help There was the scream of the disciple.

Cool sound fierce turn head. He saw a disciple who was caught by two corpses with ulceration all over his body.

Even one of the dead bodies. With a big ulcerated mouth, he bit the disciple's arm.

Liang Yin fiercely cut it off with his sword. She didn't stop. She waved the sword again, and the head of the corpse was chopped away.

At this time, the field has become a mess, and they have been surrounded by countless corpses.

Even if people hang together, but these corpses are not afraid of pain. Only by cutting off the head can it be killed.

In fact, the repair of these corpses is not high, but the number is too many. In this kind of wheel battle, they can not take much advantage.

Soon, several of them took the lead.