zombie avenue

"No.1?!" Ling Fan and Shen Linger were shocked at the same time. 【】Takla Desert has a very long history. No one knows when it appeared. One can imagine how long the mysterious murals existed.And this person actually said that he was No. 1 who died here, and he still had ideology, and his soul was still alive, so what a powerful old monster this person must have been in his life!

"In addition to being the No. 1 person who died here, I am also the guardian here. All the skeletons you saw were killed by me after they entered the mural." The misty voice said again in a startling way.

"Guardian? Then you came out this time to kill us?" Ling Fan asked cautiously. After death, the soul can kill all the masters who enter this place. There was no room for him to be careless in front of such a powerful old monster.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't kill you this time. I just didn't expect to meet someone from the Shen family here. How many years have passed? I don't know how many generations it has been. The curse still exists like a nightmare." Mysterious The voice seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and there was an indescribable sense of vicissitudes behind the voice.

"You know someone from our Shen family?" Shen Linger asked in surprise.

"That's right, I used to have acquaintances with people from your Shen family."

"Ling'er, you still said that you are an ordinary person, and even this old monster who has been dead for so many years has intersected with your Shen family. If you are an ordinary person, can you still have such a situation?" Ling Fan asked.

"You will understand in the future." Shen Ling'er didn't answer, she seemed a little sad every time she mentioned these things, she didn't dare to look into Ling Fan's eyes.

"Little baby, how many generations are you from the Shen family?" The misty voice didn't seem to take Ling Fan's old monster to heart, but asked Shen Ling'er.

"Nth generation!"

"Haha, nth generation, nth generation! No matter how long the history is, the algebra is still updated so fast, fate is tricking people after all." The mysterious voice laughed loudly, but the vicissitudes of life still cannot be washed away.

"Nth generation? Is there any family member who doesn't even remember which generation he is? Isn't this too strange?" Ling Fan looked at Shen Ling'er in disbelief.

"What's strange, our Shen family has a long history, and I don't know how many generations have passed, so I don't know how many years ago, people in our Shen family no longer care about the number of generations we are, but directly say that we are descendants of the nth generation. , and I am Shen Linger, the nth generation descendant of the Shen family!" When Shen Linger talked about the Shen family, her eyes unconsciously showed a color of pride and pride, but the sadness still existed, and the complicated expression made people feel sad. I can't figure out whether she is happy or sad

"Hehe, let's go, I haven't seen a living person for a long time, and people now dare not enter Taqla again."

"Senior, are you really willing to let us go?" Ling Fan asked in disbelief.

"Don't doubt, close your eyes, and I will send you out."

"Senior, you are so powerful, why did you die here?" Ling Fan asked before leaving.He didn't encounter too much danger in the mural, and he didn't find any powerful existence. The only powerful existence was a mysterious person who had never shown up. That's why Ling Fan asked.

"There is nothing in a mural that can kill me, but the person who made the mural can kill me, go, go"

"Senior, what did you mean by the first sentence?" Ling Fan asked finally before closing his eyes.

"Let's understand it slowly"

Then a gust of hurricane suddenly struck, sweeping out the two people who had closed their eyes in an instant.

"It's been so many years, the fate of the chess pieces can't be escaped after all." After the two were swept away by the hurricane, the misty voice came slowly, echoing in this space for a long time.

On top of the mysterious mural, Ling Fan and Shen Linger's eyes suddenly opened, and their spirits shook. After looking around, they found that it was still the same as usual. The murals were still full of mystery laid out on the desert. dust.

"The ones we arrived in were indeed illusions. We have fallen into illusions since we stepped on the murals." Ling Fan exclaimed as he looked at the intact murals.

"Yeah, everything just now seemed like a dream."

Ling Fan also nodded in sympathy. He thought he would encounter some danger in the illusion, but he didn't expect that mysterious person to release them so easily. Now that he thinks about it, it really feels like a dream.

"Fu Mo, where did you go just now?" Ling Fan's mind moved, he felt Fu Mo's aura, and asked in his heart.

"After you stepped into the mural, I felt the aura of that old monster, so I completely sealed off my aura."

"You know that we are in danger, but you don't even help us, and you seal yourself up."

"Hey, boy, I know that old monster, so I know he won't hurt you, but I didn't expect him to disappear strangely back then, and he died here, and now there is only a wisp of remnant soul lingering in the mural. It’s no longer what it used to be!”

"Since you know each other, why do you still seal your breath?"

"I don't want him to see me like this. I didn't expect that I would end up like him in the end, leaving only a remnant soul lingering on my face. Fate has tricked me," Fu Mo sighed.

"Then you are not afraid of him finding out now?"

"He has sent you out of the illusion, and now he can't find me naturally."

"Hey, stinky beggar, what are you in a daze for? Get out of here quickly." Shen Linger thought Ling Fan was in a daze again, and shouted.

"Oh, okay, get out of here first." Ling Fan nodded.

Just when the two of them were about to walk out of the mural, several snake figures with human face, human body and snake tail appeared in the distance. Seeing Ling Fan and Shen Linger standing on top of the mural, those snake figures immediately swung their tails and rushed to the mural. In front of the mural, a leader-like snake-man prayed to the sky with both hands, as if asking for forgiveness: "Dear God, please forgive our negligence of the snake-man, who let humble humans step on your noble body, we must I will use their blood to comfort your soul in heaven!"

This is a strong male snake man, dressed in rough sackcloth, after praying, he looked at Ling Fan and Ling Fan coldly.Sen Han said: "Hateful human beings, dare to use your filthy body to step on our noble god. Today we will use your blood to ask the god for forgiveness!"