Chapter 363 Silver Ghost 8

As if echoing this call from the ground, the gods at the top of the dome opened their eyes at that moment, and countless starlight shone through the sinking clouds and sprinkled on the earth, shining the simple land into a bright spot at the darkest moment that had been shrouded in the evil array. Every corner is stained with hazy gauze, like smoke and fog. In the morning, the willows, the outline of the distant mountains and jungles have become gentle and affectionate, and the shadowy tree shadows are connected and swaying. The wind in the wilderness roared across the mountains and blew the forests, alarming the sleeping creatures and causing them to chattering.

This is what a small mountain village should look like in the morning.

The darkness faded and the blood fog dissipated sharply. The spring sun shines on the earth from the sky, clear mountains and rivers.

There seemed to be a melodious bell in the dark, and the thick rhythm spread to the four sides of the mountain village. That's a warning to the evil, an encouragement to the soldiers... It's also an elegy for an elder who returned to the arms of the stars!

The body and heart were washed, and the tired hands showed strength again. Qin Yan raised his eyebrows with his sword and waved his sharp blade.

The enemy's face has been completely exposed to the light. They are panicked and their ugly bodies are unable to maintain a complete attack circle. Qin Yan stabbed out with a sword, and the cold fog-like sword spirit soared, and the cold breath suddenly spread all over the air, transforming into a series of remnants.

The hut was suddenly illuminated by the crystal frost white, and the flying bats were stained with a layer of white and fell sadly. But the panic of the surrounding red bats only lasted for just a few seconds. Although their movements were no longer as cranky and powerful in the dark, they still rushed up again.

A few feet away, the bats are not affected by the open area, and Ye Yingru is in a match with the grizzly bear.

At this time, the grizzly bear was covered with bone spurs, wearing hair and armor, and his fists and arms were waved with thousands of power, which was unstoppable. Every time he attacked, the strong wind stirred by the light made Ye Ying's face hurt, and the cloth of his hair had been cut open and his hair was scattered messy.

Ye Yingru's charming face is completely a delicate woman, with a frightening face on her flushed cheeks, which is more beautiful and beautiful.

However, the Grizzly bear is by no means a person who cherishes jade. He stepped out and trembled on the ground. With a low roar in his throat, one fierce move after another fell on Ye Yingru. As long as you accidentally get hit, I'm afraid that the huge impact will take away half of Ye Ying's body with a belt bone, and there is no possibility of saving.

Fortunately, Ye Yingru's body method was flexible enough. She walked around the grizzly bear and not only avoided all the attacks of the grizzly bear, but also stabbed him a lot and cut off more than a dozen bone spurs.

After all, Ye Yingru is a beginner in the local area. Although she is a little weaker, she can't be humiliated by anyone.

The grizzly bear circled around her with red eyes and didn't notice the third young master Qin who kept howling in the corner of the wall.

Master Qin cried and raised the bench and knocked over the two dog-like corpses, jumping and screaming, making strange sounds of unknown meaning in his mouth, and desperately picked up the things in his hand to drive away the monster in front of him. He was so fierce that he couldn't get close to three or five zombies. However, his tearful shouting appearance was a little embarrassed.

The kindness of the old village head when he died was still there. Even the most useless fat man was inspired by a good fighting power. The figure that has returned to the arms of the stars is like a morning bell, washing the souls of the living. Thanks to this force, Qin Yan became more and more brave, and the spiritual platform became clearer and clearer, as if the severe damage suffered by the sea of consciousness suddenly completely recovered.

And on the mountains a few miles away from the village, there was also a person who received the favor of this power.

It was a "body" lying in a pile of dead branches and leaves that had been dead for many times. Unlike the ordinary corpse wilderness, he was also covered with a layer of white cloth, which made his face look much more peaceful.

Around him, more than a hundred steps away, there was a zombie standing motionless, like a sentry guard. It was the guard that Xiaodie begged Yinxiu to stay to take care of Fang Qiuyao's body from being taken away by the beast. However, he was afraid that the zombies would trample on Mr. Fang, so he made them stand as far away as possible.

Four-headed zombies guard it, and the effect is really good. Where the dead air washed away, not to mention the beasts, even the insects did not dare to make a sound, and everything was peaceful and silent.

When the turbid night was washed away by the light and the sound of the tsunami swept over, Fang Qiuyao's body suddenly regained its heartbeat, his face began to become rosy, and warm breath appeared in his nostrils.

The breath of life made the zombies aware of it, but their attention was attracted by the sudden power of light and did not move for a moment.

This also left Fang Qiuyao ample time to avoid the tragic end of waking up and finding that he only had a skeleton left.

After two flicks of his fingers, Fang Qiuyao completely woke up. He shouted in a low voice, opened his eyes and leaned up, and then saw the figure not far in front of him.

The zombie turned his back to him and wore a rags. At this time, he looked a little desolate in the morning light, but he had the demeanor of a senior who wandered in the market.

Fang Qiuyao was in awe and gently called: "Senior! Did you save me?"

The senior was looking at the sky in a daze and ignored him.

Fang Qiuyao thinks it's normal. Seniors always have to be a little airs! What's more, he saved his life, and he only had gratitude in his heart.

He lifted the white cloth on his body, stood up and walked gently towards his predecessor.

When approaching ten steps, the breath of the living was particularly strong, and the desire for blood was better than the fear of light. Finally, the predecessor couldn't help it and turned around and opened his claws and rushed to Fang Qiuyao.

The rotten face can be seen with white bones, an eyeball hanging out, and the maggots squirm in the rotten meat... When this stinking face rushed to the front, Fang Qiuyao's simple heart suffered an unprecedented blow. He opened his mouth and exhaled a wailing, as sad as a little girl who had been raped by three or five big men. Then he raised his hand and slapped the old man's head into splashing pieces.

The headless body still fell on him, and Fang Qiuyao took another foot. The poor senior flew out like a scarecrow, stuck to the tree trunk with a bang and was no longer moving.

Who on earth saved me? What about the Ye brothers? Fang Qiuyao looked around blankly. Because I haven't experienced the dark night, I don't know the value of this light. He bathed in the morning light and was stunned for a long time, and then found that three other seniors were waiting for him not far away.