Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 23 Undead Legion 1
Yun Chuxi looked at Lin Yingying with a strange expression, and chaotic images flashed through her mind, as if something was about to sprout.

Suddenly, her complexion changed suddenly, her eyes widened in horror, messy, noisy footsteps came from the front yard, and there were no less than 20 people listening to the sound.

Faintly heard the woman's scolding voice: "Shangju, you are getting more and more capable now! I wonder why you are in such a hurry, it turned out that it was because of such nasty things. Father asked you to come to Wangyou City, not to play with women! "

"Cousin, someone is here, why..."

"To shut up!"

Yun Chuxi's heart was beating like a drum, and she pulled Lin Yingying away, and quickly rushed out of the room, throwing the dagger in the air, the wick of the acacia lamp fell on the curtain, and the flames spread...

When ugly, three quarters.

The cold wind is luxuriant, and the shadow of the moon is whirling.

The peaceful mountains and plains were broken by the horseshoes.

The sound of the wind rang behind Yun Chuxi's ears, and a feathered arrow grazed her temples and plunged obliquely into the grass in front of her.

A group of well-trained guards stood on the mountain road a hundred meters away from them.

They stood far away, occasionally shooting arrows in this direction, but no one dared to come over.

Standing at the foot of the gloomy mountain, Yun Chuxi looked in the direction of Wangyou City, the fire was soaring into the sky, it was brilliant.

The land where they live is called Mingtu Mountain, which is shrouded in black mist all year round.

The old people said that Mingtu Mountain is a mountain of no return, and none of the people who stepped into this mountain came out alive.If you don't return to the mountain, if you go and never return, that's called non-return.

When they stepped into the mountain shrouded in black mist, the group of guards who had been chasing them for several hours suddenly stopped in their tracks.

While thinking wildly, Yun Chuxi felt a cold gaze watching her, and Yun Chuxi raised her head hastily.

Under the clear light of the cold moon, a beautiful woman in purple raised her beautiful face and looked at her quietly.

Suddenly, the corners of the woman's lips raised a strange arc, and the hand on the bow and arrow suddenly let go, and the arrow poured with the power of the demon spirit came quickly, and the sound of piercing the air was faintly heard.

The moment she saw the woman's movements clearly, Yun Chuxi's figure ran wild, grabbed Lin Yingying and ejected to one side.

Almost at the same moment, the golden arrow suddenly changed direction midway, and the sound of the wind sounded behind her ears. The arrow pierced through layers of black mist and brushed past her arm, leaving a coquettish bloodstain.

Yun Chuxi's figure suddenly became shorter, and she rolled on the ground with Lin Yingying a few times, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

At the same time, a cold snort came from the distant hillside, and the woman on the horse suddenly raised her hand, "Shoot the arrow!"

In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired, and the momentum was menacing.

Looking at the whistling sharp arrow, Yun Chuxi grabbed Lin Yingying's hand and was about to run away.

However, at this moment, something incredible happened.

The moment those arrows approached Mingtu Mountain, they seemed to encounter an invisible coercion, and they turned into fine powder with a "bang".

In the sky full of stars, layers of dark clouds suddenly rolled up, the moonlight was covered, weakened, dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace.

The darkness overwhelmed the sky, a strange to the extreme darkness that enveloped this corner of the world.

At the same time, a strange flute sound came from the depths of the black cloud. Accompanied by the sound of the flute, the ground suddenly trembled, and the sound of bones rubbing was faintly heard.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the guard's face changed suddenly, he raised his head, dropped the weapon in his hand in fright, and opened his mouth in shock: "Oh my God! It's the Necromancer Legion!"

"Run!" The others finally recovered from the exclamation, threw away their helmets and armor, and fled.

The next moment, there was a roar that almost pierced people's eardrums, and large black shadows rushed from all directions, rolling up a cool and cold wind and sand—those running guards fell to the ground bleeding from their seven orifices.

(End of this chapter)