Otherworldly Merchant

“Xia Guang?” Little White Dragon screamed with some surprise: “Is Caiyun awake? ”

“It was her instincts that were inspired! Hurry up.” Hatsune hurried.

Running dozens more meters, he finally rushed out of the corridor.

Looking back at that dark and long corridor, I can't believe it. We actually rushed out of the siege of this heavily dried corpse. Even more unexpected, the still obsessed Caiyun girl, an instinctive glow has such power!

We ran away for a while and saw that there was no crisis, so we stopped.

We all have a thick layer of bone powder, all like we just crawled out of a pile of flour! Only Lady Caiyun is spotless, and the glow of the sunshine, though quite dim, is still dazzling, which makes me afraid to look directly at her.

Han Lao Liu dusted the dust, sat down, and pulled out the bottle and poured it in his mouth. There's only one thing in my bag, a strong white wine, that I've drank a fifth of.

The first time I dusted the powder on Shan's head: “This is a trap! I just smelled a cherry blossom in the hallway. It was strange, but Bai Long immediately reminded me. Dry bodies don't attack Caiyun because of her bloodshed, but they don't attack us because of cherry blossom wine! ”

“This is the most common object used by Japanese Yin Yang masters to manipulate zombies, like our glutinous rice wine. The vial that dropped on the ground is the killer powder that ordered the dry body to attack! This will instantly erase all obsession with dry bodies, and the only thought will be to kill all living things that invade this place. ”

“Fortunately, at this moment, the brutality of Caiyun reawakens and triggers the instinct of Xia Guang. These dry corpses are all after the Tianzhao clan by death. Before dying, they all drank loyal spirit wine. This wine is not only highly poisonous, but also loyal spell. Once the blood of Tianzhao is injured, it will rise to dust! It can also be said that it was not Caiyun who killed the dry corpses, but the soul wine they had consumed in their lifetime, which happened to be triggered by the glow of Caiyun. ”

“Regardless, Caiyun helped us this time, otherwise even if we could flush out, we would surely... whoop...” Xiaobailong said, actually falling asleep with his eyes closed, cold air and white smoke constantly appeared in his nose.

Looks like that fight just took him a lot of nerve.

Han Lao Liu needs wine to replenish spirituality, and Xiaobailong needs sleep.

Unlike the others, they are both natural spirits, one in the same vegetation and one that manipulates ice and snow, though powerful and expensive.

Looks like Little White Dragon won't be able to fight for a short time.

Nutrition, Nutrition...

At this point, there is a distant, familiar sound, like there are hundreds of people scratching their scalp at the same time.

I grabbed the flashlight next to Little White Dragon and looked forward. I saw a black shadow climbing far away on the painted ground.

Small, bent, every shadow is dense and numb with hundreds of thin feet...

Is this a centipede?

No, it's a winding!

A little closer, finally, it was a big swing.

The density and numbness are endless, you can't see the edge, you're afraid it's enough to have tens of thousands.

And the big hair, each with nearly 20 centimeters, all shiny and red, can see my scalp numb.

“Big flowers!” I couldn't help but wrinkle my first sword.

Running this thing is not scary, it's just a low-energy arthropods animal, it's not very poisonous, and it's usually just a little nauseating to see.

But there are so many of them, and the colors of their heads are so weird, they can only be described in terms of terror!

I put away my knife and stood up, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I can see that there is no shadow in these windings, much less no intelligence. It's just a common arthropod.

But in the face of these lowest creatures, my spellcrafts, they're useless.

It doesn't help the army to play knife tricks and throw invisible needles. Even if it's a fiery symbol, it's just a piece of fire. But there's so many of these guys, and they're so low that they don't know what life or death is, there's nothing they can do!

There are no forks in this corridor. The only way out is directly ahead. There is no escape, and there is no rush.

This thing is so weak, it can't hold up. There are so many!

Naturally, what you see on a weekday does not devour humans, but it is only for the living. Running has the characteristics of eating dead bodies, whether you are a mouse or a human being.

And this is the winding army that survived in the ancient tombs. Is there anything else they don't eat?

If they rush us here, maybe in a moment, we'll turn into a forest of white bones.

What's even more distressing is that in the face of this group of lowest energy creatures, none of the skill is needed!

Even if we go one step further, there really is no way to crack it, and we can completely destroy this crowd of heavenly winding armies, we will surely hurt our strength!

In the immediate crisis, there is a resurgence, and none of our strongest preservatives may survive, let alone run out of spiritual power.

It's not worth the effort for this big crowd to roam!

But what should we do?

Looking at the winding army getting closer and closer, the frown of the first year wrinkled and turned to me, some helpless said: “Jiulin, this time it will be up to you. ”

“Look at me?” I'm a little overwhelmed.

If there is one, lift your feet and you will die. If there are dozens, throw a flaming charm and you can burn seven, seven, eight, but this place is covered with tens of thousands of pieces. What can I do?

“Half-life.” Hatsumomo said silently.

I've heard of Half a Life Festival. It's a Miaojiang magic trick that circulates around Yunnan. It's specially used to refine poisonous insects. This set of evil methods appears to be low and uninterrupted and can be extremely useful for insects.

Most Miaojiang wizards use this trick to manipulate poisonous worms.

It is said that the most primitive way of sacrificing is to treat oneself as one of the tens of thousands of poisonous worms living with one another. Then he sacrificed his soul and sacrificed his blood to connect with the life of the poisonous worm.

But I've just heard of this stuff. I don't know how to do it. And I'm going to kill the army when I see it. Can't I learn it for a while? And there is no sacrifice.

No, Hatsukichi was just talking about me.

Is he going to sacrifice me? I looked at it with some amazement at first sight.

Hatsukichi also seemed to know that I had guessed through his mind and nodded solemnly.

I looked back at the little white dragon who was still sleeping and Han Lao Liu, who was exhausted, and nodded vigorously: “Okay! Just tell me what to do! ”

“It's easy to say.” The army was still running, "he said," as long as you lay still inside. ”

“It's hard and hard to say, you may have to endure the crawling of worms. ”

“Hatsumomo, this won't work! Wait for me to drink two more bottles of wine, let me..." Han Lao Liu listened and hurried to stop it.

“Six, no! This bitterness is nothing.” I stopped Han Lao Six, and walked forward. “You've done so much to protect me. If I don't want to do even this little thing, what face do you have? I really need to help you solve a crisis, get you out of here, and don't say anything about crawling around, even if I feed these people. ”