Chapter 929: The Walking Dead

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The clouds of the night are peaceful and peaceful.
In front of the bamboo house, peach blossoms fluttered and fell on Ye Chen, covering him half of his body.
He didn't sleep well, his brows froze, his face pale, with pain in his expression, and his sweat was soaked in his clothes, and he seemed to have nightmares, and his hands were fluttering at random.
Until Tian Mo Chong Qi Sha, it's time for the immortals to battle!
It is this stingy word, like the Buddha is chanting the scriptures, it is in his ears and his mind for a long time, again and again, like a curse, making him more painful in sleep.
Sun and moon change, day and night cycle.
In an instant, three or five days passed quietly.
It wasn't until a bright moonlit night that he was completely buried in peach blossoms, and then he sat up.
Where is this!
He shook his head, and stared at this peaceful and peaceful land with perplexity. Everything in front of him was familiar and unfamiliar. The fluttering petals in his eyes seemed dreamy.
who am I!
Silent night, he murmured.
I don't know when he got up, and every time he came under a peach tree, he looked at the two words carved on it with a confused look.
He left and walked out of Yunruo Valley.
Under the moonlight, he walked slowly, without goals and directions, walking on the vast earth, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, dreams and reality, scarred memories, stricken minds, let He was like a walking dead.
who am I! who am I!
The cold world, such murmur, was intermittent.
Ye Chen stopped, and there was a stream in front of him. The water was so clear, but he couldn't wash his eyes.
I do not know when he left again, haunting in the mountains, walking in the valley, walking in the sun, wandering in the night, like a lonely wild ghost, nowhere to find his hometown.
Day after day, spring goes to autumn.
Between heaven and earth, I do n’t know how long the time rings have rolled, maybe three or five days, or three or five years.
............
This is a magnificent city wall that stretches over three million miles, like a giant dragon, dividing Nanchu and Beichu.
Yes, Nan Chu has completed such a huge project.
Looking away, the city wall was tall and magnificent, and every place was shining with light and engraved with lines. There were also monks on the wall patrolling back and forth with Chang Ge. Anyone who broke the scene was killed on the spot.
Nantianmen, the largest gate in Nanchu leading to Beichu, is directly opposite Beichu.
Under the moonlight, a white-haired woman stood under the Nantianmen. She was wearing a colorful fairy clothes, wearing a white cloak, white hair swayed without wind, and the fairy clothes were not stained with dust. In the moonlight, she was immaculate and dreamlike. nice.
"Nan Chu Tian Ting." Looking quietly at Nan Tian Men, she whispered, and the water mist in her beautiful eyes condensed into frost under the moonlight.
"Sister." A choking sound sounded, Nan Tianmen opened wide, Chu Linger flew out, full of tears, and struck into the arms of a white-haired woman far away, "You are finally back."
..........
On the vast earth, Ye Chen was still wandering and never stopped. His clothes became a little ragged under the wind and the sun, and his mouth was full of stubble, like a beggar.
He is thin and lonely.
His body is sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, and sometimes accompanied by strange scenes: this is the land of the bird and the flower, and he will not become alive when he passes by; it is a piece of dry and scorched soil that will change when he passes by. It's lush.
In front of it, there was a crowd of people. A horse-drawn carriage passed slowly. The horse-carrying team carried goods, including darts, businessmen, and sometimes rough laughter from the team.
Ye Chen walked in silently, murmured to himself, the gods were stunned, and let the entire team of horses take a moment to choke.
"Bacheng is a beggar." Someone looked up and down Ye Chen.
"That's hard to say. God is dear, in my opinion it should have been hit."
"Hey, brother," a man with a large knife reached out and patted Ye Chen's shoulder.
However, it seems that the big man's big hand was photographed in the air, but he could not touch Ye Chen's body, but penetrated Ye Chen's body, as if Ye Chen's body was like an illusion.
This.....!
The big man was frightened, the people on the horse team were also frightened, and by day.
Ye Chen, like a ghost, walked slowly, without any sound or trace. After a long time after he left, the talents of the horse team responded, "Walk, hurry away, this man is too evil."
Ye Chen was on the road again, without a return, without direction.
His shape is even more weird. During the walk, he was still a youth. After walking out, his size shrinks and becomes a teenager. After a few steps, he becomes a child, and then changes from a child to a child. Juveniles, from young people to young people, from young people to middle age, from middle age to old people.
This....!
On the vast ground, people passing by in pairs stopped, looking at Ye Chen with an unbelievable look.
"Grandpa, how strange is that person?" There was an immature voice, only to find a child, in a bamboo basket carried by an old man, staring at Ye Chen walking with big eyes.
thump! thump!
As soon as the child's fairy tale came to an end, all the people suddenly fell on their knees, "Fairy, Fairy!"
Ye Chen didn't say a word, walked step by step, still leaving no trace.
It was getting late, and it was late at night.
He set foot in an ancient city, looking dumbfounded, eyes hazy.
Of course, although his body was solid, he walked through the lofts and palaces, not the loft palaces but the body.
Ghost!
Soon, the quiet ancient city screamed and wailed, and one after the other.
Imagine that you are sleeping soundly, or you are playing really well. Suddenly someone walks by your bedside and talks to yourself. The feeling and the picture are not as bad as a ghost.
The riots are not limited to this ancient city, but any ancient city that Ye Chen walks through will cause violence.
At night, in the ancient palace of the sky blue kingdom, the sky blue monarch knelt out of a Taoist temple. "Shangxian, in recent days, there are ghosts and chaos in the sky blue.
"Going against the sky, lead me Bai Yunju." A person walked out of the Taoist temple, with a sharp-mouthed monkey gill, and hesitated carefully, wasn't that the young monk named Li Xiao?
In the dark, the uncle climbed onto the horse and went straight to a party.
This picture looks a bit funny, a monk is a mortal horse, even if it ’s not sloppy, it ’s not ordinary, and there is n’t even a walking beast.
Ghost!
Under the moonlit night, the screams of terror in an ancient city became one again, all because of the ghost of Ye Chen, the children of the city were crying.
Ye Chen stopped and looked at the Quartet confusedly. After three or two seconds, this moved his footsteps in everyone's eyes.
Uh ...!
That Li Xiao was here, riding on the mighty power of Bai Yunju, carrying the spirit sword that Ye Chen had previously given him.
Of course, when looking at the appearance of Qing Ye Chen, an inattentive person, the whole person was planted from the horseback, thanks to his monk and spiritual protection, otherwise he would be fooled on the spot.
"See ... I've seen seniors." This uncle got up and caught at Ye Chen's feet.
"Have you ever seen me?" Ye Chen said. Li Xiao wasn't thrown into a fool, but was forced by Ye Chen's sentence.
"See ... I've seen it." After a brief moment, Li Xiao nodded hurriedly.
"Who am I?" Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, without any emotion.
"You are ... You are ...." Li Xiao opened his mouth, but did not know how to answer. It was not that he did not want to answer, but he did not know at all. Although Ye Chen gave him a sword, he did not. Tell him who he is.
Suddenly, Ye Chen turned, her body was sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, sometimes old, sometimes young, and the Li Xiao who looked behind him was stunned, "This senior, too ..."
Ye Chen left again, and came quietly, and walked quietly.
Li Xiao wanted to keep up, but after all, he stopped until Ye Chen disappeared. Then he rolled up his sleeves and whispered to those mortals, "whatever you look at, roll back to sleep."
As soon as this word came out, the mortal people were still in a state of shock at the last moment, and were frightened away. Compared with the ghostly figure of Ye Chen, in their eyes, this immortal talent in front of him was the worst.
In the dark night, Ye Chen walked in horror, still without direction.
This is another long journey. He walked out of the ancient blue country, came to another mortal kingdom, walked through the ancient cities, stepped on a piece of land, leaving no trace.
kill!
In the dark night, the sound of shouting and killing was like the tide, and the sound of Jin Ge iron horse shook the world.
Looking away, it was a black figure, such as two pieces of black , and they were fighting each other at the moment.
This is a mortal war. Although the scene is not as huge as that of a monk, it is also a human life like a mustard, a dark night, covered with a layer of veil, and the vast earth is stained with blood.
When the battle between the two sides was fierce, Ye Chen appeared like a ghost, and that strange form followed him along the way.
Ghost!
Soon, the shouting and killing turned into a terrifying scream. Both the general and the soldiers lost their helmets and armor at the same time. They were not fighting, and they were fleeing, as if defeated.
The huge battlefield became empty instantly.
Here, there are only raging blood winds, corpses all over the ground, swords and halberds slantingly inserted into the battlefield, and battle flags roaring in the blood wind.
Ye Chen passed, behind him was a series of blood-colored footprints. As he passed, the yellow-colored battlefield began to rag yellow sand, burying the blood-colored corpse and the blood-stained glaive.
I don't know when, snow and goose feathers fell between the heavens and the earth, and the vast world was instantly covered with a white coat.
Along the way, Ye Chen, who was groggy, saw more mortals starving to death on the side of the road, and more innocent people who were strangled by the war. This world is cruel. Where there is desire, there will be blood.
Ye Chen stopped on the rugged mountain road and looked at his side quietly.
There, there was a woman, curled up in a snowdrift, without breath, frozen and still.
Beside her, there was a two- or three-year-old baby girl, her little hands were flushed, and she was shaking her at the moment. The innocent little baby girl, ignorant and ignorant, thought her mother was asleep.
"My dear, I'm hungry." The little baby girl looked at the woman with big eyes and saw that she didn't respond, so she crawled away, her little red hand, and kept picking Bai Xue, looking for something to eat.
It was too cold, and she froze, her small body curled up there, and a small grassy soil sticking in her small hand.
Ye Chen moved his steps, and the kindness in his subconscious made him pick up the little girl and disappeared into the heavy snow. When he passed by, the woman was buried by heavy snow, and her soul returned to heaven.
At night, a ruined temple lit a bonfire.
Ye Chen quietly sat there, looking dumb, his eyes were cloudy, wondering what he was thinking.
On one side, the little girl was sitting on a cotton coat, holding a spirit fruit, and eating the incense she was eating.
"Big brother, Ruo Xi misses his mother." I didn't know when the little girl raised her small head, raised her small face, and stared at Ye Chen with big eyes.