There are large areas of dark stains on the clothes, especially the front of the clothes on the chest and abdomen, which are almost dyed into another color by the dark stains. What is this? It's really scary to think about.
"An Ning... An Ning..."
Qin Ming's eyes were empty, without light, and looked in a certain direction.
"ah--"
There was another scream and whine in the dark room.
It's like a beast that has lost its support and is wailing.
Ningxia didn't know what was going on at Qin Ming's side, and couldn't care less about it.
For her, the real disaster was about to begin.
It is reported that the living dead on the island have been almost wiped out. The nerves of Fang Zhuo and his party became more and more tense.
There was still no movement from Qin Ming's side. The real owner was not seen either.
But the rebel group already knows the terrifying things hidden behind the calm, and they also know that the calm will never last long.
For them, war could break out at any time.
No, maybe it can't be called a war, but a unilateral massacre.
Even though they knew they were about to face brutal slaughter from the other side, the rebels still acted like they were about to engage in a battle.
After all, he must die a worthy death.
After the truth was announced, everyone was depressed for a while, and even found that a few wanted to go out and die directly.
Knowing that the opponent they were about to face was still such an invincible target, mixed with the despair of being teased, almost all the living dead spent constant time calming down.
Fortunately, they eventually calmed down.
Of course it's not about overcoming the fear of death, but the courage to break the jar and a weird curiosity.
Dragon, I didn’t expect that their decaying bones would one day be related to this legendary creature, and they might be able to see it before they died.
Could this be considered another kind of adventure?
Unfortunately, this dragon is not the legendary divine dragon, but an evil dragon that has stolen their lives for many years.
The main city is still peaceful, except for the dwindling number of living dead, as if both sides have stopped playing.
Until the fourth day after the meeting.
Early in the morning, a heart-shaking scream came from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion. It was sonorous and powerful, carrying many years of unpaid grudges and deafening.
Neither human nor beast, it seems to be crying or laughing. It makes people feel sad when they hear it, and it seems to make wishes in people's hearts. Ancient memories are vaguely visible.
The living dead who were moving stopped what they were doing and subconsciously looked towards the direction of the sound, with obvious awe in their eyes.
Although no one here has actually seen a dragon, they subconsciously know that this is the dragon's roar, the dragon's cry. A dragon descended on this small space.
When he heard the dragon roar, Ning Xia was in the hall, and Fang Zhuo was making the final explanation.
Fang Zhuo took out a gray paper envelope from his lapel, and Ning Xia recognized it as what Zheng Jie had wrapped in the letter paper that day. Fang Zhuo did not open it to read at that time.
It seems like it should be something like that now.
Seeing Ning Xia's understanding, he took out another thicker one, which seemed to be the same thing.
"This will be written by Li Jiaotu later. I leave it to you."
Ningxia took it solemnly and carefully put it into the storage bag, thinking about throwing the things into the small black box later.
Never lose other people’s hard work.
Looking at Ning Xiaoxia, who still looked very tired in comparison, Fang Zhuo sighed.
They never expected that the situation would evolve into what it is today. This step by step approach eventually leads to an unchangeable ending.
It is the same whether it is for Ningxia or the living dead like them.
Now, whether Ningxia can survive has become an unsolved mystery. Even deep down in his heart, he felt that there was no way this thin little female cultivator could survive this catastrophe.
But He Ming said she could and that she was the one who broke the situation. But no matter how he looks at it, it doesn't look like that?
How could such a small, immature female cultivator be able to defeat the legendary creature, the dragon.
Fang Zhuo has always followed He Mingyan's advice and is also his most loyal believer, believing every word of his predictions. But this time he hesitated. He didn't believe that Ningxia could solve this dead end, even if the guess was so good.
That’s all. In this situation, everything is a foregone conclusion. As people in the game, they have no way to escape, and this includes Ningxia.
No one can save anyone.
But they sincerely wished that this child could escape this catastrophe and become the only one among them, the exception among all.
She is their hope. The hope of living carries their hopes.
Blessings, that's all they can do.
Close. They knew the verdict was coming.
There was only one way for them to go.
After that, Fang Zhuo explained some trivial things about Ningxia and told Ning Xiaoxia the last piece of information.
A very useful piece of information that was only useful to her.
He told Ningxia that the "key" to get out lies with Qin Ming. It was her only way out.
This is the best news Ningxia has heard these days. Although I'm sorry to say this, going out is indeed the thing she longs for most.
Ningxia did not intend to be a dragon-slaying warrior. If there is no halo of the protagonist, is this something humans do?
Finding a way out was her original goal, so Ningxia couldn't follow the living dead to meet the dragon.
Carrying his second life and the hopes of so many people, Ningxia still wants to fight and live hard.
And if we don’t mention Long, it’s still unclear who will win between her and Qin Ming.
Seeing that Ning Xia's eyes gradually became determined, Fang Zhuo patted her shoulder happily, pulling the hard flesh on his face to reveal a smile. When he really wanted to ask her to do it -
Dragon roars.
They heard it too, very clearly, ringing around their ears. Forcefully deliver the news of His resurrection to everyone.
The two of them looked at each other, with seriousness and sadness in their eyes that could not be ignored.
It seems that practicing wine is impossible. They should also bring this long journey to a perfect end.
Fang Zhuo looked blankly in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion and murmured: "I'm really unwilling..."
Not...are you willing? This was also the last time Ningxia heard what Fang Zhuo said.
The two of them divided their things and walked towards their goals. However, one is facing life and the other is facing death.
——Replace immediately Replace immediately——
Why can't the monsters outside be as honest as the monsters in Bingsheng when they are just cruel creatures? Hezi put on her clothes and walked out of the room quietly. Fortunately, the two rooms on the left and right were occupied by honest and good students who had already gone to bed.
Very good, it saved her a lot of effort. The black sticks emitted wisps of white mist and enveloped the rooms in Wakko's row. Not to mention monsters, even the reborn would have to be trapped.
She remembered that the boys were all resting on the third floor, and she heard about it during dinner today. It was said that they were going to play poker all night tonight.
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