Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 320 Uprising ([-])

Uncover this terrifying truth, and the entire army of the living dead will be bad.

Hearing their origins, they were barely able to calm down.In any case, at least the memory of death that once existed in their past memory is no longer testable, and they may never be able to find it back, no matter how much they care, it will not help.Knowing the conspiracy behind the scenes, at most, I felt terrified, and I was just sad that I had been involuntarily involved in the conspiracy for so many years.

But now you also tell them that the shrimp soldiers and crab generals they fought before are not the real masters, and even Qin Ming, who looks like a coax, is just a puppet, and their real opponent is a dragon.In ancient times, it has disappeared from the mainland and only existed in myths and legends.

They are about to face a dragon.

It was said that he could win, but the result is that he will die horizontally and vertically.He promised to form a Qin Ming confrontation army, but the boss behind the scenes was a dragon?
dragon?Yes, you heard that right, it's a dragon.

This is what Fang Zhuo heard from Zheng Jie, and Zheng Jie didn't know where he heard the secret information.It's not a secret now, because everyone already knows it.Unbelievably, no one escaped when I heard that.

Everyone pretended to be strong and sat on the spot, as if they were not afraid of life and death.Well, to be honest, they were already dead a long time ago.Although they also know that they will die one day, death is a heavy topic after all, and they will subconsciously produce a certain degree of negativity and avoidance.

Ningxia could hear a zombie guy in the diagonally behind muttering unconsciously: "I hope that dragon will be more gentle when it bites me." Well... this is not realistic, after all, a dormant for many years is based on so many lives. The dragon can never have a good heart.

What kind of Feng Shui treasure is this Fengming City?It was an unusual exchange meeting held every five years. First, the afterimage of the ashes phoenix appeared, and then this time it went too far, and a real dragon came directly.Is this to want her to die, to die or to die?

Thinking that in just one month of coming to Fengming City, she had gone through scavenging, appearing, poisoning, being trapped... There was no such thing as a routine, Ningxia couldn't help bemoaning her fate that was too rough.Dare to be more everyday?

Unfortunately, it has now been placed in this urn, and it is impossible to escape. If you want to go out, you have to cross a mountain called "Shenlong".Gosh, it's easier to let her die!

In the days that followed, probably to verify the authenticity of the information given by Zheng Jie, there were fewer and fewer zombies hanging around in the streets. ,

The wave of zombies that got out of control had probably already been wiped out by Qin Ming's army, not a single one remained, not even the corpse.The large numbers of officers and soldiers that I had seen before patrolling the city were disappearing at the speed of the naked eye, and those who still insisted on the forefront also looked like they had completely lost their energy and seemed to be sucked dry.

Yes, one by one with the intelligence.

It seems that Qin Ming really intends to start with his own people. Those missing living dead were probably captured by Qin Ming and fed to his master, right?
Really, Ningxia couldn't understand the thoughts of the Qin City Lord.If, as the intelligence said, there is a dragon as his master, then what's the use of helping his master to wipe out all the living dead?

This dragon clan has carefully planned to hide here for many years, killing so many lives, it can't be for fun, right?It must have been a problem with himself that he was willing to endure the life of a gutter rat for so many years.

And it is reported that the other party has always maintained a normal rhythm step by step, but this time he suddenly became impatient and started killing.If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. No matter what the other party is planning, it must be almost the same.

The birds are exhausted, and the good bows are hidden.The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks.

Now the question is, how will this dragon family treat the hero who has been running for him for a long time after completing the things he has planned for many years.

All right.Although the court struggle was far from the truth, Ningxia, who didn't come, felt that the dragon race was very likely to do so.

"Lowly human... noble... how dare..." For some reason, some intermittent words popped out in Ningxia's mind, with a contemptuous and condescending tone.What's even weirder is that those languages ​​are neither Chinese nor English, not any language she has ever known before. They are simple and round, with an ancient atmosphere, but she actually understands them.

Moreover, she faintly felt that these words and accents seemed to have been heard somewhere. They were deep in her memory, and they were shrouded in layers of tulle, and she could never remember them.

Ning Xia shook her head, clearing her confused thoughts.

What is she thinking about? !I actually made up a play in my head.How could the dragon clan say such a line that is full of the sense of sight of the second emperor.What else have you heard of, she has never seen a dragon scale since she was a child.

With a sigh, Ning Xia walked into the guest room with heavy steps, intending to make good adjustments to her own self-defense equipment and weapons.

If the information is correct, it will only take three or two days for the fire over there to burn here.She had to check the weapon in advance, lest she find that there is no ammunition in the wooden warehouse halfway through the fight, wouldn't she die?

Ning Xiaoxia, who was concentrating on walking, did not notice that the fire formation stone lying in the different dimension suddenly flashed a bright red light in the darkness, flickering and flickering, as if it was echoing something, very spiritual.

City Lord's Mansion

There was a ticking sound in the dark secret room, as if something could not stop flowing, especially gloomy in the dark and quiet dark room.

The sensible "hehe" sound came from the room, accompanied by a vibrato, as if it was squeezed out of the throat, dim and hoarse.A beast is moaning with resentment, telling the injustice of fate, and deeply resenting a certain existence.

The howl of the beast was incessant, and gradually the deep resentment turned into endless sadness and despair.

It was the same dark room from last time, and the towering stone platform was covered with alluring flowers on the other side.At this moment, the flowers are blooming, and the petals stretch out wanton, and the beauty is swaying.

On the high platform, there is a person sitting, dressed in black clothes that seems to be integrated with the darkness.He seemed to be hugging something, and he looked like a person.

It's just that this person seems too skinny, no, it's not accurate to say skinny.Because the "people" in his arms are too thin, and under his cuddles, they are "unhuman-shaped", as if they really only have a layer of skin.

Bowing his head, the man buried in the "skin" raised his head, revealing his withered face and dark eyes.

Take a closer look at the layer of "skin" in his arms, it's not someone, but an empty clothes.

The clothes seemed to have just been peeled off from the person's body, and the belts and sashes were all tied up, but they were shriveled because they didn't use the support of the human body.

(End of this chapter)