Time.
It passed slowly in the darkness.
At this time, Xingfeng also ate his sixth meal.
Looking at the brothers and nobles lying on the ground again in front of him, Xing Feng was very curious at this time, wondering how many of these guys still existed "Anyway, it's been three days.
Two meals a day, this is the sixth.
Why doesn't the flute play and the others don't have any trace at all, they have been walking on the streets for three days, except for these ghosts accompanying me, I can't even see a figure and die."
He kept complaining.
Xingfeng is finally full of food and drink.
Looking at the roads that looked similar all around, he also felt bored in his heart.
I always feel that it makes no difference what direction I go.
"Forget it, let's go find a madman and fight.
Otherwise, I would have been idle in this environment, and I would have been banished to an isolated island. ” After speaking, Xing Feng casually found a direction and walked aimlessly.
Crossing the crossroads full of the corpses of his brother, he walked in whatever direction he looked at where the ghosts appeared most frequently.
Slowly, it is also out of a long distance.
Before I knew it, I was on the outside of a food court.
After slowly stopping, he looked up at the sign standing at the intersection.
I can't help but fantasize about the picture of the fragrance wafting everywhere when it was hot here.
"Tut-tut, this makes my mouth water just thinking about it.
It's a pity that there was no such opportunity for a long time.
But you can't eat the food, so it's okay to go in and have a look.
Basically, this kind of special place will have a special harvest.
Maybe there are a few crazy demons playing cards together. ” While talking, Xing Feng also stepped into this food street.
As if visiting an exhibition, his face was full of curiosity, and as his steps deepened, he looked around.
Even if.
There is nothing left in these stalls.
However, as the torture wind deepened, a strange smell slowly appeared.
Xingfeng frowned.
His eyes quickly swept around, but he found that no matter how he looked at it, the place was clean and clean, and there was not a single corpse left.
Only some dried blood stains were left on the ground, indicating that something terrible had happened in this place.
In this regard, Xing Feng also felt a trace of doubt.
I can't figure out where this smell came from I don't know what this smell is He was already familiar with death, and he knew very well that this was not the smell of a corpse.
Although it is adulterated, the smell itself definitely has something else.
"This ghost place, did you find that those brothers couldn't scare me, and started to start with the smell, is it really sick, just this bad smell, who can be scared?"
As he spoke, Xing Feng also turned his head to look around.
Then, suddenly, there seemed to be a figure flashing at the end of the street in front of me.
Left in the other direction.
Looking at this scene, Xing Feng's face couldn't help laughing.
Without saying a word, he rushed along the street.
I'm going to go and see if this place has come out.
However, when he came to the location of the street and looked to the left and right, he found that the place was still empty.
Still not the mad demon waved the weapon in his hand, and suddenly appeared from the sky to give him a blow and the tiger descended the mountain.
There is no graceful female ghost on the street corner, scratching her head and seducing him.
"Oh, it's too quiet.
Could it be that there are more people coming in and out, and the monsters inside have been almost killed, isn't it said that it's not very peaceful inside, why is it that except for a few when I first came in, now it's rare to see even a ghost?"
After complaining, Xing Feng was also a little bored and casually swung a sharp sword qi in one of the directions. vented the unhappiness in his heart.
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But strangely, the expected sound of stone shattering did not appear.
The scrap metal on the street did not hiss.
It was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and there was not the slightest sound.
It's as if the sword just now was rushing towards the sky.
And so it was gone.
Faced with this situation, Xing Feng's movements also stopped immediately.
Slowly turning his head, he looked in the direction behind him.
I looked at the silent street where the figure had suddenly rushed out before.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised the dagger in his hand.
The sword qi came out again.
A sword aura that was more striking than the previous one quickly slashed through the dark street, rushing towards the empty front.
Then, like a petrel rushing into the sea, it disappeared in an instant.
Just by the remnants of the silver light, a few fleeting ripples were left.
Look at the situation.
Xing Feng was also stunned for a moment.
A strange expression appeared on his face.
After taking a deep breath, I began to think.
Thinking about myself, I came to the edge of the black circle "It's all here.
I'm going to go out or not, but now I'm alone, and I haven't found anything, I've gotten nothing.
If you go out, won't you come in for nothing?
Well, forget it, forget it.
It's better to stay inside, it's enough anyway. ” Shaking his head, Xing Feng also sighed.
I went back the way I came.
It seems that this place is the boundary part of the black circle, and if I continue to walk there, I will be back outside.
Little did he know that after he left, there was a sudden violent ripple in the street.
Finally, after a soft sound, it exploded like foam.
The exterior walls of the houses on both sides were exposed, and the scene was full of traces of fighting.
And the street, a blood-colored object that is gradually turning into powder.
It was clean and there was not a trace left.
The next time someone passes by, they will only look at these broken houses and wonder what is happening here.
Except, the initiator.
And after leaving that food street.
Xingfeng did not continue his boring journey.
As soon as he stepped out of the sign, a flute sound came to his ears.
It's very ugly.
But listening to this flute at this time, Xing Feng didn't feel anything.
I don't know if I've been used to hearing it for a long time, or if I have been assimilated by Zhao Haichuan.
Or, he had been waiting for this unpleasant sound for too long, and the melodiousness of the music was no longer his focus.
It's just the expectation that this voice will be heard.
"I waited so much before I remembered to play the flute, and I thought that you guy was really captured by that group of brothers."
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