In addition to the graceful woman wearing a black silk veil, there is also a pair of brothers who always follow the woman with a black silk veil. Although they are companions, they look more like they are part of the entourage.
Counting the short man and the short man's companion, the strong man, there were seven people in the group, five men and two women.
The wind blew early in the morning, and the air was filled with a strange smell. But for some reason, as soon as the sun baked the earth, there was no smell at all. Last night's excitement was as if it had never happened.
The outer south gate is open during the day. If you want to go out, you can just register...
After leaving the outer city wall, following the short man's guidance, the seven people started walking towards Yangyang Village.
The south faces the Qinling Mountains. Whether flying or driving, they will not give face to the Qinling Demon Clan. Therefore, if you go to the south, there are basically no cars and you have to walk.
…
Along the way, Mo Fan was actually very curious about the woman who was dressed in an unusual way.
The woman is not weird. In fact, her outfit is very stunning. In the cold weather, she is still wearing a silk robe embroidered with colorful sparrows. Her soft and bright red shawl hangs down luxuriously, and it sways when she walks. It's wonderful. The graceful waist and round breast curves are also rhythmically covered and presented under the drooping shawl.
Mo Fan was walking behind him, and it was difficult to take his eyes away from the body that was stretched out by the silk robe without any wrinkles. From the waist to the beautiful buttocks to the slim legs, and from the long legs to the white and delicate feet... ...It seems that there is no place that is not full of temptation and no place that is not seductive!
After all, Mo Fan is a person who has seen a lot of the world. There are not many beauties and so on. No matter what, there is still one beside him, but the stunning temptation of this retro woman with black stockings has become stronger as the time of traveling with her grows longer.
"Hey, short man, where did you find this woman?" Mo Fan finally couldn't resist his curiosity and asked the black-hearted guide.
"She said she wanted to come here, and she could pay more easily than you, so I took her with me." The short man said directly, and when he spoke, he secretly glanced at the woman in black stockings. Her little eyes immediately glowed with lust, and she gave Mo Fan a sinister smile that every man would know, "Why, are you seduced too?"
"I just asked casually. I feel that this woman is not simple." Mo Fan said.
"How can it be simple? Everyone calls me a short man, but I only have more beauties than those who are handsome. I have never seen any good-looking women with great figures and good skills, but this woman... ...Tsk, tsk, I don’t care what she looks like. If I can do that once, I won’t touch other women in the future." The short man said with a vulgar look. That tone, that unabashed confession, made it clear that he regarded Mo Fan as a kind of person.
"Can't you think healthier?" Mo Fan said righteously.
"I'm not healthy. Who the hell keeps walking behind other people's butts?"
"Um... How long does it take to get to Yangyang Village?" Mo Fan asked without changing his expression.
The short man was speechless for someone like Mo Fan, who was so obscene but insisted on pretending to be serious. He shook his head and said, "What you have to worry about is not when you arrive at Yangyang Village, but when it gets dark."
As he spoke, the short man pointed to the sun in front of him which was slowly rolling down to the horizon.
"This **** day, is it going to set soon??" Mo Fan cursed, time passed too fast...
"It's winter now. The nights are long and the days are short. How about some culture?" the short man said.
"You haven't told me where this woman came from."
"You can ask yourself if you can!"
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Mo Fan was disappointed and had to return to his original position.
At this time, Liu Ru spoke up and whispered to Mo Fan: "The aura on this woman's body is very strange."
"Ah, yes, it's the breath." Mo Fan suddenly realized.
While staring at the woman with black stockings, Mo Fan was not only thinking about some random things, but he also noticed an unusual aura...
"She should be practicing black magic." Liu Ru said.
Which department you choose can easily affect a person's temperament and aura. Liu Ru's judgment was correct. Even though the woman's body was filled with burning desire, she also exuded dark characteristics. Mo Fan cultivated the shadow system and had some knowledge of black magic. And Liu Ru itself has been classified as a dark creature. Her nose will be sharper than Mo Fan's.
Of course, those who practice black magic are not necessarily bad people. Even those who practice curses are considered normal practitioners as long as they abide by the conventions of the magic association...
"She must be very beautiful." Liu Ru continued.
"You can see this?" Mo Fan said in surprise.
"Yeah." Liu Ru was also looking at her with a bit of admiration and envy.
See Liu Ru's situation. Mo Fan couldn't help but keep an eye on it.
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It was getting late, and during this time of long nights and short days, the sun would probably touch his wife's dark bed at early five o'clock.
Mo Fan and Liu Ru have seen the undead at least, but the dead silence before nightfall can easily make people panic...
The land is so big, how can you be sure that you are not stepping on the territory of a large group of undead? This is why you must spend money to hire a guide when you come here. If you come here without authorization, the grass on the graves will be two meters high next year.
"Here, eat this thing." The strong man took out something gray like garlic from the package behind his back.
This person is strong and strong, but he should be an ordinary person. He has no magical aura about him, and at the same time, he seems to lack the vitality of ordinary people.
"If you have something to eat, please tell me earlier. I happen to be hungry..." Mo Fan was also very familiar with it. When he saw the strong man handing out specialties to everyone, he immediately took it.
This gray thing looked a bit like a sweet potato and a bit like a large piece of garlic. He took a crisp bite without thinking too much.
"Pfft~~~~~~~~~~!!"
The next second, Mo Fan spit out what he had bitten, and the gray slag fell all over the floor.
"Damn it, what are you giving me to eat?" Mo Fan yelled angrily.
"This is gray garlic. It is used to cover up the anger of living people. With it, the undead will not attack us. The quantity of this thing is limited. You just vomited one. If you can't survive the night, you can do it yourself." The short man immediately explained.
"I would rather kill the undead than eat such unpalatable food," Mo Fan said.
As soon as these words were spoken, the woman with black stockings flashed her bright eyes, and she looked like she was going to look at Mo Fan with admiration.
"Don't say this too harshly...Shh, listen." The short man motioned for everyone to be quiet.
"Listen to what?"
"Underground, in the soil..."
Everyone became quiet. Sure enough, when the sky was still gray, the soil mixed with white sand under our feet showed signs of loosening...
At first glance, it looks like the fruits and vegetables that the farmer uncle has worked so hard to grow are about to take root, but the solemn expression on the short man's face already tells everyone what will happen next! ! (To be continued.)
