Should he continue to kill Chen Ting or return to the city?

Chen Ting has helped them make a choice.

After he finished saying that, he immediately pulled back and retreated, flicking his sleeves.

If Chang Ming and the others try to catch up again, they will lose the only chance to restore Cong Rong's eyes.

not to mention-

The moment before Chang Ming fell, Yun Hai stretched out his arms to embrace him.

He tapped the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, cut off a section of sleeve with Chun Chao sword, and wrapped it around the opponent's **** palm.

Yunhai knew that Changming must be in extreme pain at this time.

"Stand still, I'll kill him first."

"It's too late, go back to the city first, go to the inn to find Cong Rong!"

Hurrying over now might be able to prevent her tragedy.

Chang Ming's expression is still calm, but beads of sweat are coming out of his forehead, brushing his face cold and bright.

Without saying a word, Yun Hai grabbed Chang Ming's waist and ran towards the city on tiptoe.

The gate of the city was closed tightly, but Yunhai's lightness skill was enough to easily climb over the low female wall.

This parapet is like a boundary.

After crossing, what greeted them was endless silence.

The huge Yuru Town is already equivalent to a more prosperous county in the inland.

But now, when it was just dark, there were no lights of thousands of houses, only a glimpse of endless darkness.

Occasionally, one or two howls sounded from the corner and the short soldiers met, like the last desperate struggle in the dark abyss.

After the struggle, the only thing waiting is eternal sinking.

"Did you smell..."

A strange fragrance wafted around, so sweet that it made people feel sick.

Before Chang Ming finished speaking, he coughed several times in succession and coughed up a big mouthful of blood along the way.

Yunhai could feel the hotness from the opponent's skin through his clothes.

Creatures that were about to move in the darkness came from all directions, followed the sweet and sweet traces of blood, and silently extended their tentacles to the seemingly defenseless Chang Ming's back.

Yunhai suddenly turned around!

The sword rises and the sword falls!

An arm that was about to touch his back shoulder was cut off, and the sword light fell, and his body was split in half.

He fell to the ground with a bang, but no blood spattered out.

Taking a quick look at the red moon behind the half-hidden clouds, the body is obviously shriveled, the skin around the eyes has collapsed, the face is covered with cracks, exposing the red texture under the skin, and the eyes are wide open but glowing with a strange blue color. Grey, staring straight into the night sky.

Extending from here to the end of the alley, the living dead, like this corpse, are densely packed, swarming towards them in large numbers.

These people were dressed in the costumes of the residents of Yuru Town, but their appearance was dull and dull without exception. Their bodies, hair and skin were more like ferocious monsters. Although they walked slowly, they completely blocked the roads in front of the two of them.

Yun Hai glanced over these living dead, and landed on the octagonal building behind the zombie army.

The two-storey building is exquisite, with wind chimes hanging under the eaves, clanging with the night wind, as if commanding the army to march at night without words.

On the square inch of ground at the corner of the eaves, there is a person standing, his rich hands are backlit, his face cannot be seen clearly, only his clothes are flying in the wind, and there is a sound of hunting.

"Situ, Wanhe?"

Yunhai heard Chang Ming beside him whisper.

It seems uncertain, but also like asking him.

Situ Wanhe.

Yunhai searched his memory and could recall it without any effort.

Chang Ming said that this person's cultivation level is enough to rank among the top ten masters in the world.

In the massacre in Yuru Town that year, it was Situ Wanhe who rushed over earlier than others, but the murderer had already fled, and everyone found nothing. The massacre was still a mystery afterwards.

Now it seems-

Yun Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Situ Wanhe.

Looking at it now, maybe it wasn't that the murderer couldn't be found, but that many people didn't expect that a monk at the master level would go to Tuzhen and turn tens of thousands of unarmed people into living dead.

…

Yun Changan's complexion was pale and sweat was pouring down like rain.

It wasn't a hot day, but his back was completely soaked in sweat, and it was sticking to his body, making him very uncomfortable.

As usual, he must have jumped and complained endlessly, so he quickly changed into a set of clean and comfortable clothes.

But at this moment, he has no time to take care of these.

The long sword stabbed out, and a living dead man was stabbed through the body and fell backwards, and the same kind who followed him also rolled down the stairs.

But this can only give Yun Changan and the others a moment to breathe, because soon there will be new living corpses stepping on their companions to fill them up.

One after another, it seems endless.

But these "monsters", not long ago, were talking and laughing, ordinary people of flesh and blood.

Yun Changan could even recognize many familiar faces among them.

It was the waiter of the inn who grabbed him by grabbing the handrail of the stairs. He just served him a bowl of wontons this morning. He heard that he wanted green onions, so he ran to the back kitchen and asked for a handful of chopped green onions. Take it easy, sir, I am familiar with this Yuru Town, if you want to wander around, you can also find me.

The most vicious woman who rushed forward just now was a rouge seller not far from the inn. At that time, he was arguing with Cong Rong at the rouge stand. Embarrassing the little lady outside, if you have anything to say, go back and talk about it. At that time, he and Cong Rong spoke in unison, saying who and he (she) were young couples.

There were also the tenants who lived on the same floor, and the lady in the washclothes who had been looked at twice more by him in the morning.

These people have all turned into terrifying monsters now. They are infinitely powerful, lose their humanity, and are only interested in fresh life. Yun Changan has personally seen a person who was too late to escape being surrounded by these monsters, bitten and eaten raw. And soon after awakening into a new monster.

Can only pant, have no humanity, can't speak, have no preferences for good or evil, and chase after flesh and blood, what is it if it is not a monster?

Yun Changan didn't even know how all this happened.

The sky is like a horn, blowing the monster in everyone's body, but why didn't he become a monster?

Messy thoughts scrambled into a paste in my mind, confusing time and reason.

"Quick, it's unstoppable here, go up!" a girl panted with tears.

Nie Emei is a tenant who lives on the same floor as him. It is said that she is a monk who is going to participate in the Qianlin Society. Ruthless, almost became a monster's dinner.

Cultivation is difficult to use when encountering these monsters that are invulnerable to swords and guns and can attack people as long as they have a residual body. What's more, there are some monks among these monsters. After they become living dead, their attack power is greater than ordinary people. There is nothing I can do.

After being called out by her, Yun Changan came back to his senses, and quickly turned around and ran upstairs.

But he still carried someone on his back. After his strength was exhausted, his footsteps began to falter, and he tripped over the steps after walking a few steps. A hand stretched out behind him, almost scratching the blood on the person on his back.

At the critical moment, it was Nie Emei who cut off the hand.

"Hurry up!"

She stretched out her hand to give Yun Changan a hand, then turned around and staggered towards the top floor.

"You put me down."

Cong Rong lay on Yun Changan's back and said calmly.

She was originally unwilling to speak out, for fear of affecting their killing of the enemy, but now she couldn't help it.

"I'm a burden. It's useless if you take me with you. If you can go back to Beijing, tell them that I'm dead, don't say that I've become a monster..."

Cong Rong choked with sobs, but his eyes had turned into two black holes, and he couldn't shed any tears.

She didn't even dare to open her eyes, so she could only close them tightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, hold on to me!"

Yun Changan shouted, and ran wildly after Nie Emei.

Everything starts with that scream.

Yun Changan, who was asleep, was awakened, remembering that the cry came from Cong Rong.

No matter how much he hated Cong Rong, he didn't want her to die, so he got up quickly, put on his coat and ran to the other party's room.

But he didn't expect that he would completely fall into another nightmare.

He will never forget that after kicking open the door, Cong Rong, who was sitting in front of the window, turned his head. There was an empty depression under the eyelids, and the two eyeballs disappeared. The girl who was alive and kicking during the day became a blind man who lost both eyes.

How I wish I was still dreaming now, and someone would wake me up and tell him that these were all hallucinations.

The inn is the tallest building in the city, but it only has four floors. They quickly ran to the spacious box on the top floor for the distinguished guests. Nie Emei stood by the door, and when Yun Changan came in, she immediately closed and locked the door , and found tables stacked together to block the doors, and even used screens to block several doors firmly, but she was not sure how long this method would be safe.

"How did this happen, how did it become like this?!" She was tense and almost collapsed.

Nie Emei slumped to the ground, muttering to herself.

Yun Changan put Cong Rong down and let her rest against the wall.

"What the **** is going on, why do these people suddenly become, become such monsters, and why are we okay?"

Nie Emei put her head in her hands and shook it slowly.

"I don't know, I don't know...Junior Sister is dead, if I had known, I wouldn't have brought her here, I shouldn't be coveting the fun and staying here on purpose..."

"Cheer up!"

Yun Changan couldn't bear to watch, so he pulled her hand away, forcing her to look up.

"Think about it carefully, where did you all go before tonight, and is there anything unusual about the people around you!"

"No, we went to the market during the day, and it was the same as usual..."

Nie Emei was confused for a moment.

"By the way, we met a person who ate his stomach badly and was vomiting all the time, but what he vomited out was all white worms. It was disgusting. Junior sister dragged me away quickly."

insect?

Yun Changan had a flash of inspiration: "Did he eat bean curd?"

Nie Emei: "I didn't look carefully."

Bean curd is a local specialty food. Many people come to Yuru Town to try it. Unlike other bean curds, the bean curd in Yuru Town is added with a special spice that can only be grown locally. The spice of Huliangcao can only survive in specific places in the Western Regions, and it endows the bean curd in Yuru Town with a unique aroma.

But Yun Changan and Cong Rong are used to the food in the capital, and they are not used to the smell, and have never eaten food with Huliangcao, including bean curd.

"Have you ever eaten that kind of bean curd?"

Nie Emei: "No, I'm in Bigu and rarely eat. My junior sister did try some, but she only took one bite."

Yun Chang'an felt that the problem might be Hu Liangcao, but he still couldn't explain why this common spice that had grown around Yuru Town for thousands of years suddenly had something to do with the living dead. If you eat it, there will be problems. Why haven't there been problems before?

Before he could think about it, there was a loud bang outside the door.

bang bang!

boom!

Doors are being smashed outside!

The hearts of several people who had just relaxed were raised again.

Yun Changan and Nie Emei nervously stared in the direction of the door.

This inn is the best inn in the city, and the door is naturally stronger than other places, but no matter how strong the door is, it cannot withstand repeated violent breaks, even if there is something behind it.

The table and screen trembled slightly, and seemed to be in danger of collapsing at any moment.

Nie Emei threw herself on the window sill and looked down.

The downstairs is full of densely packed human heads, and the monsters seem to smell the breath of living people, and all of them are rushing here.

Nie Emei looked into the distance again.

This is the center of Yuru Town, but if she escaped from the inn and ran out of the town, wouldn't these monsters be able to catch up with her?

only…

Nie Emei looked back at Yun Changan and Cong Rong, hesitant.

Neither of these two are monks, at best they are better at skills, but they will definitely not work under this kind of offensive. Both of them will soon be overwhelmed by monsters and become new monsters.

She has only been practicing Taoism for a few years, and most of the time she followed the teachers on the mountain, with a pure mind, and she is far from learning the mentality of some high-level monks who treat human life like an ant, and she can't learn to give up these two people without any burden.

Yun Chang'an seemed to see her struggle, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Nie, you can go first. If you see rescuers, it would be great if you can call to save us. You don't have to follow us here..."

bang bang bang!

Another loud muffled sound.

Yun Chang'an clearly saw that the door was a little loose, and it was about to be knocked open.

"Go!"

"I'll take her away first, and I'll save you when I come back later!"

Nie Emei made up her mind, and after speaking to Yun Changan, she forcibly pulled Cong Rong up to support her.

"You catch me!"

She hasn't learned the art of controlling the sword yet, but the light kungfu jump must be more flexible than ordinary martial arts. Nie Emei jumped down with Cong Rong, jumped down from the window sill, and landed lightly on the top of the undead monster, and before they had time Before attacking the two of them, he jumped up again and flew to the roof not far away.

Watching them go away, Yun Changan just breathed a sigh of relief when the loud bang behind him made him turn his head subconsciously.

The door was broken!

"Just wait here for me, don't move, I'll be right back after saving him!"

Nie Emei put Cong Rong down on a higher roof and instructed.

Cong Rong nodded nervously, grabbing the hem of his clothes to hold back his fear.

Her world was completely dark and colorless, but neither Yun Chang'an nor Nie Emei wanted to give up on her, and she couldn't hurt others anymore.

"You go!"

She could hear the movement of Nie Emei leaving, and she could also hear all sorts of things approaching and gathering under the house, circling around the room she was in, and she could even hear those monsters crawling towards the roof with hands and feet, from the outside wall of the house, The sound of climbing up the beams from the pillars in the house, breaking the roof tiles, and crawling along the ridge of the roof.

The heavy breathing was getting closer.

Cong Rong couldn't control his body trembling.

She is willing to voluntarily give up on herself, but she also does not want to die in this way, or even become a monster, feeding on flesh and blood, without consciousness, that would be more terrifying than death.

suddenly!

A sword light came through the air, and the monster in front of Cong Rong rolled off the roof in response.

Immediately afterwards, she felt that she was lifted up and flew into the air again, even as if she was carried on her back by some kind of bird, and flew to the sentry tower in the southeast of Yuru Town.

"it's me."

Cong Rong heard Chang Ming's voice, although weak and tired, it was indeed his voice.

The long-lost familiarity and grievance came to my heart together, and Cong Rong burst into tears.

"Cong Rong!"

Nie Emei rushed over with Yun Changan, and the two of them cooperated to disperse the monsters below the house, but more monsters rushed over. Nie Emei was a little slow to react and had no time to dodge. His shoulder was grabbed by one hand, The sharp nails almost pierce the skin of the clothes.

My life is over!

She knew that once her skin was scratched, she would become a terrifying monster just like her junior sister.

Nie Emei's heart was gloomy and gloomy, and it couldn't be worse.

No pain as expected.

That hand was cut off by the sword that Chang Ming arrived in time, and fell to the ground. Instead, Chang Ming threw Nie Emei onto another roof, and he was surrounded by monsters.

Seeing this, Yun Chang'an and Nie Emei wanted to help, but Chang Ming stopped them.

"do not come!"

Yun Chang'an found that the sword in Chang Ming's hand seemed to have a kind of magical power. The monsters did not dare to get too close. Once the body touched the sword, it would be burned and incinerated by the black light and turned into ashes. Even if these living dead lost their humanity, they could still detect it. dangerous.

Nie Emei saw that Chang Ming's strength was insufficient, so she couldn't help but jumped off the roof and stood back to back with him to help him clear the obstacles behind him due to the limited perspective.

"you…"

Their bodies were close together, and she could feel the other's unusual body temperature through the clothes.

"Are you OK!"

Chang Ming didn't answer.

His physical strength and energy had reached their limits, so he could only focus his limited attention on the situation in front of him. When the sword edge passed, the heads of monsters flew up and fell to the ground one after another.

Wave after wave, such as harvesting straw and overwhelming mountains, it's just that this kind of advantage makes it difficult for people to experience joy.

The sword in his hand was full of black air, getting thicker and thicker, as if it had spirituality, it wrapped around his wrist, supporting the end of his crossbow.

"Your sword?"

Nie Emei also noticed this, and she couldn't help asking, "Is it an evil thing?"

"This sword is connected with my heart and soul, and my breath is shared." Chang Ming said lightly.

"May I have the honor of knowing its name?"

Nie Emei has also seen many swords and spirit weapons, the most famous one is her ancestor's Honghu sword, which is also the treasure of their Zhenling sect.

Only in the hands of the master can the Honghu sword make a clear and long sound, which is the sword's recognition of its master.

But compared with the pure black and unremarkable long sword in front of him, the spirituality of Honghu Sword is like the gap between a small hill and Wanshen Mountain.

"Four non-swords."

"Sifei?"

Nie Emei felt that the name was both strange and familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"It's not Dao, it's not Buddha, it's not Confucianism, it's not demons."

Chang Ming spit out a few words softly, and swiftly chopped off another head.

He also didn't expect that Yunhai would directly summon Sifeijian in order to protect himself.

Changming came to Jiuchongyuan to find Sifeijian and practice again, but now he achieved his goal by mistake.

If Yun Weisi found out, he would be so angry that he would die.

The Sifei Sword was tempered by him himself, and now his cultivation base is almost half useless. Even if he cultivates the Jade Nianyue Xinjue by leaps and bounds, it will be difficult to return to the peak state of the year in a short time. With the Sifei Sword in his hands, Not only did he not turn against the old master because of the suppression of the spiritual energy, but he gently healed his flaws and wounds in his cultivation. It seemed that the beloved object he had kept for many years could still recognize the master after a long separation, and even Chang Ming could sense it from the trembling and faint sword The joy of Sifeijian.

Most of the roof tiles have been destroyed by the undead scrambling to climb up, and it seemed that they could no longer support them. Yun Changan brought Cong Rong to Chang Ming's side, guarding Cong Rong tightly in the corner, and helped them clean up the slippery net with a sword in one hand. fish.

He kept swinging the sword in his hand, but his heart was full of endless blankness, wondering if he could survive tonight.

There was a huge movement from the other end.

Yun Chang'an and Nie Emei looked at the sound, and saw the two fiercely fighting from a distance, landing on the roof from mid-air, and leaping across the roof, shuttled between the roofs, from far to near, and soon approached them.

Situ Wanhe is a serious monk and one of the top ten masters in the world. He is not an "foreign invader" like Yunhai Changming Chen Ting and others. At the time of Yunhai, he didn't have much advantage, because the Chunchao sword in Yunhai's hand was born and died with Changming in the early years, and then in Yunweisi's hands, it was infiltrated day and night, and the aura was compelling. It can temporarily contain Situ Wanhe.

"Catch!"

When the two approached them, Yunhai suddenly threw something at Changming.

Chang Ming raised his hand to catch it.

A glazed bead, slightly smaller than the palm, smooth and round, with purple air flowing.

Yunhai couldn't identify the object, so he threw it to Changming.

Chang Ming watched, and Zi Zhu's thoughts moved slightly.

"Soul Gathering Orb?"

Hearing him say this name, Situ Wanhe, who was fighting with Yunhai, changed his face, and changed lanes halfway to grab Changming!

How could the sea of ​​clouds allow Situ Wanhe to vacate the air, and with a swing of Chun Chao's sword, it lay horizontally in front of him again.

"I know your plan."

Chang Ming said, suddenly throwing the Soul Gathering Orb viciously to the ground!

All this happened so fast that Situ Wanhe had no time to stop it.

The colored glass shatters, the purple energy returns to the west, thousands of souls are scattered, and all ghosts cry together!

In an instant, all the living dead monsters stopped their movements if they had any orders, and stared at the thousands of purple qi escaping from the soul-gathering bead.

The purple air flew in all directions, flowing and dancing above the head of the living dead, and finally the color faded, and then gradually rose to the sky, disappearing into thin air.

All the monsters stopped attacking Chang Ming and others, and fell down one after another, closing their eyes and dying.

Like the real dead, they finally rest in peace.

"You actually destroyed the Soul Gathering Orb!"

Situ Wanhe was so furious that he just wanted to tear Chang Ming into pieces!

He directly grabbed Yunhai's Chunchao sword, slapped the opponent away with one palm, and then rushed to Chang Ming, pinching the opponent's neck directly.

With just a blink of an eye, the neck bone in his hand will be broken into several pieces, it's hard to save!

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Yun Weisi: What about the Four Non-Swords?

Chang Ming: Here I am.

Yun Weisi:?

Chang Ming: You gave it to me yourself.

Yun Weisi:? ?

Chang Ming: I didn’t think so.