Waste zombies will defy the sky

Chapter 113
In a forest in Wanshou Mountain, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, but the strange thing was that apart from some blood stains, there was no corpse to be seen around.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the mottled tree shadows swayed gently, adding a bit of coldness and silence to the land.

Following the sound of footsteps, the dead silence of the area was broken, and several people in uniform came here in a hurry.

"Vice President, the president's aura has stopped here." A man was leading a wolfhound, his face was full of doubts. They followed Hua Zhong's aura to come here, but no one saw it. arrive.

The vice president was a man with triangular eyes. He glanced around sullenly and sniffed his nose again. A strong smell of blood entered his nostrils.

"There seems to have been a fight here, and there is still a smell of blood in the air."

"No, can't it? There is no one here, how is it possible?"

"I can't judge wrong." The triangular-eyed man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became serious, "If I guessed correctly, President Huazhong and the others may have encountered an accident, and this is where their accident happened .As for the absence of any corpses or other clues, it must have been hidden by the opponent using some kind of secret technique."

Their blood boiling guild, today's plan is to open up the wasteland star iron mine, but Hua Zhong improvised to trouble the Shadow guild.

As a last resort, Yan Yan, the vice president, had to stay with some people, wait for them to come back after finishing their work, and then set off together.

It's just that they waited for a long time, and they didn't see Hua Zhong and the others coming back. Later, they couldn't wait any longer, so they came to look for someone.

In the end, they found nothing, except for the smell of blood in the air, and some blood stains in the bushes, and there was no corpse here.

Yan Yan walked to a pile of grass, stretched out his hand and pulled out some grass, which was stained with some blood, touched it with his fingers, and found that the blood was slightly dry, guessing that the fight here had passed for a long time.

"Vice President, do you think it's possible? With the strength of the Shadow Guild, how could it be possible to deal with President Hua Zhong and the others."

"Nothing is impossible." Yan Yan threw away the grass in his hand, and his eyes became fierce, "Now President Hua Zhong is very likely to be killed, and the biggest suspect is the Shadow Guild."

"In any case, the matter of opening up the wasteland star iron mine is postponed. We have to go back to the Warrior Alliance to find out the situation. If the Shadow Guild is safe and sound, then we must ask them to understand whether President Huazhong and the others are alive or dead."

The members of the Blood Boil guild fell silent. They were silver-level guilds. How could they not be able to deal with a bronze-level guild?

However, judging from all the signs at the scene, President Hua Zhong and the others may indeed have been killed.

"I don't think you all should go back." A cold voice rang out suddenly, the sound of bang bang, like a bell ringing to shake the gods, made everyone present panicked.

"Who?!"

Yan Yan pulled out his sickle sharply, and the other blood boiled people also took out their weapons one after another, looking serious.

Then, a scene that terrified them happened.

Countless spirit beasts came out of the woods. They had ferocious beast eyes and let out low growls, ready to move towards the blood-boiling man.

"What's going on? Why do all the high-level spirit beasts from Wanshou Mountain appear here?" Yan Yan stared at these spirit beasts who were staring at them with wide eyes. These spirit beasts not only have low-level spirit beasts, but also high-level spirit beasts. Spirit beasts are also listed here.

With the characteristic that spirit beasts value territory extremely, this is impossible.

Suddenly, a man in a sky-blue shirt, riding a majestic snow-white lion with wings on his back, stepped out from the herd of beasts calmly.

Seeing this snow-white male lion, the serious heart was thrown into the ice cellar, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

This spirit beast is definitely a spirit beast above the general level, or even a king level, otherwise, how could there be so many spirit beasts listening to him.

In the entire Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, he only heard that Chi Yanhu could do this, but Chi Yanhu disappeared from Ten Thousand Beast Mountain long ago. What is the identity of the man and the snow-white lion in front of him?
"My friend, what you said just now was very unfriendly." Yan Yan forced a smile, his heart was beating violently, the man in front of him looked gentle and refined, like a handsome scholar, but it put a lot of pressure on him invisibly, like It is unbearable to face a crushing mountain. "I have never met you before. You are so strong when you come up, isn't it a bit too much?"

"Excessive?" The man raised his hand, gently stroking the snow-white lion's head, and the snow-white lion closed his eyes happily, "I will be very distressed if you go back safely. After all, I don't want her to worry too much." A trouble."

"She? Who is she?" Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, and he seemed to hear something strange from the man's words.Could it be that she, as the other party said, killed President Huazhong, and then she was going to kill the grass?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his entire back was wet.

"My friend, I can forget what happened today, nothing happened here, what do you think?"

The man shook his head, then raised his hand, "Don't be so troublesome. I don't like gambling, so..."

"You'd better die."

The spirit beasts around screamed wildly, then jumped up and rushed towards the blood-boiling man.Even though the blood boiled people are powerful, they are still only ravaged by so many spirit beasts with different characteristics.

The man looked at all this indifferently, like a trivial farce.

Soon, the blood boiled person fell last, drawing a successful end to this farce.

A gust of breeze came slowly, and lifted the man's skirt. His lazy face was still elegant and quiet, which was incompatible with the bloody killing ahead.

"Yan, is it really okay for you to help her like this?" The snow-white lion Zhuohua, with a puzzled look on his face, first sent a message to the Wan family to cover Luo Ziyun, and now he wiped her butt. There are some discrepancies with the Yan he knew.

Yan has always been alone, and the only ones who can communicate with him are him and other spirit beasts.However, since Luo Ziyun appeared in his line of sight, some subtle changes have taken place in his mentality.

"Zhuohua, you're worrying too much. It's rare for such an interesting person to appear, and I want to know more about it." Yan said softly, with an indescribable melancholy in his eyes, "Anyway, it won't be long, I will You'll forget about it all, won't you?"

Zhuohua was silent.

In the end, he did not interfere with Yan's right to return as a human being.

(End of this chapter)