I'm stuck on the same day for 3000 years

Chapter 100 I'm So Hungry

"Although the composition of the mist here is different from that of the monster's breath, the effect it causes is indeed similar, and even more terrifying. Fortunately, there is the light purification talisman of my junior brother. I am so lucky."

Cheng Xiao whispered to Baili Feiyu on his back.

As it entered the village, the fog here gradually rose. Although it was thin, it was still very depressing.

There were still people talking in the team, but as the depth increased, it gradually became quieter.

The quietness is a bit depressing.

Therefore, Cheng Xiao had no choice but to speak to break this weirdness.

Baili Feiyu didn't speak, he just kept looking around nervously.

His natural acumen and instinct as a sharpshooter kept telling him that there were "mortal" crises everywhere.

It's a bad feeling.

Even though it was so dangerous, he was injured and unable to move swiftly.

"It feels like it's a bit depressing here, and there's this mist that's similar to demonic aura, but the others are fine and not that dangerous."

A female disciple of the ninth level of Lianyuan of the Luofeng Sect whispered to another female disciple with a lavender flower pin on her head.

"Shh, stop talking, I'm afraid!"

The female disciple held her hand tightly, looking around cautiously.

Almost everyone was worried, but only the two of them spoke out.

Others are either determined or care about saving face.

As the team deepened, some houses gradually appeared around, wooden tables and stools scattered on the road, and even some bowls and chopsticks.

It's as if the villagers here were doing their own things, and suddenly disappeared collectively at a certain moment.

"Brother, look at that bowl, it seems to be still steaming? Could there be any living people here?"

A disciple of Luofengzong suddenly told Nixuanzong who was beside him, the old eighth An Ning.

An Ning turned her head to look, and found that there was a bowl of noodle soup on the wooden table they passed by, steaming from it, chopsticks scattered on the table.

It was as if someone was preparing to eat here just now, but suddenly disappeared.

"Don't stare, just pretend you didn't see it."

An Ning withdrew her gaze, frowned slightly, remembered Xu Feng's reminder, and said to the disciple of Luofengzong.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw that the eighth-level disciple of Luofeng Sect's Lianyuan was staring at the bowl of noodle soup on the table, unable to move.

An Ning was startled, grabbed him suddenly, and yanked him back: "What are you doing!"

"I, I'm hungry—"

The Luofeng Sect disciple turned around, the corner of his mouth was drooling, and he looked at An Ning dazedly.

"I, I'm so hungry, brother! I'm hungry!"

Suddenly, his face immediately turned ferocious, and he grabbed An Ning's arm: "Senior brother! I'm hungry!! I'm so hungry!!!"

An Ning's face changed drastically, and when she was about to back away, she found that her hands were firmly grasped by the man, and she couldn't break free.

Afterwards, I saw pain and madness in the eyes of the Luofengzong disciple, grabbing An Ning's arm and snapping it!
Click!

With a crisp sound, An Ning only felt a sharp pain in her arm.

"what!"

With a cry of pain, he kicked the Luofeng Sect disciple fiercely.

But he was a little shocked to find that he couldn't get rid of the opponent's hands!

For a moment, his thoughts changed sharply, and his other hand touched the long sword behind him.

Either cut off his hand, or cut off his own.

Now that the two sects have just made friends, if he cuts off the other party's arm, no matter what the reason is, there will always be a rift.

That's what the little junior brother and fellow disciples did with great difficulty, and they must not be ruined just because of their own selfishness.

An Ning quickly made a decision, looked at her arm, and slashed it with her sword!
"Senior brother! What should we do? Senior brother An Ning has been like this since just now, no matter how much he screams, he can't move, it's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

In front of the wooden table, Xu Feng looked vigilantly at An Ning who was standing motionless in front of the wooden table, and listened to the description of the Luofeng Sect disciple.

The entire team stopped because of this anomaly.

Because Chen Jianbei and Bei Minglie were guarding the head and tail of the team, they only looked at this place with concern from a distance and put their trust in Xu Feng.

Qian Fengnian was at a loss at the moment, and after listening to the description of the disciples of the Luofeng Sect, he realized that this incident was caused by his own people.

"I told you not to look around! Your brain was kicked by a donkey!" Qian Fengnian couldn't help cursing, then turned to Xu Feng with an apologetic face, "Xu—"

Xu Feng waved his hand to stop his meaningless apology and explanation. He looked at An Ning carefully, and then said to everyone, "Check the Purification Talisman on your body immediately to see if it is still effective."

Everyone checked at once, then nodded.

Xu Feng's face was a bit ugly, because the Purification Talisman on An Ning's body had been invalidated at some point.

It seems that it is naturally abolished, that is to say, the time has come for the purification talisman on An Ning's body, and the natural consumption is over.

It seems that although the fog here has dissipated a bit, it still exists faintly around, and the consumption of the Purification Talisman is more intense than those demonic energy.

"Huh," he let out a breath of foul air, and said to the crowd, "From now on, everyone, check the consumption of your Purification Talisman every cup of tea. , we will speed up as soon as possible."

"Also, everyone turn around!"

Hearing this, everyone had to listen to his words, and turned around one after another, watching the village surrounded by fog vigilantly, feeling nervous.

Cheng Xiao looked at him worriedly.

"Senior sister, you too, remember, don't look."

Xu Feng said solemnly.

Cheng Xiao nodded: "Be careful!"

Then, she also turned around.

Xu Feng took a deep breath. In fact, there is no need to dodge here, but he intends to use the power of Qi and blood.

In order to prevent anyone from seeing the clue, he made up a lie.

"Senior Brother An, I'm insisting on meeting." Xu Feng murmured.

Afterwards, Xu Feng flipped his hand and took out a red-level purification light talisman, gently pasted it on An Ning's body, and then activated it.

But at the next moment, An Ning shuddered all over, and then quickly pulled out the long sword from behind, and slashed at his arm with a ferocious face!
Xu Feng stepped forward suddenly, grabbed An Ning's arm, and restrained him firmly.

"Brother An! Wake up!!"

Xu Feng mobilized enough Qi and blood, and suddenly shouted at An Ning's head.

"wake up!!!"

An Ning pulled out the long sword behind him, and was about to slash at his arm to break free from the opponent's restraint, but saw the disciple of the Luofeng Sect rush forward with one step, grabbing his sword hand tightly.

She gave him a wistful smile.

An Ning struggled violently for a while, and found that she couldn't break free from the man's arm. His arm seemed to be made of steel, and it was extremely powerful.

He is not the opponent's opponent at all.

However, An Ning is a direct disciple of Nixuanzong. After realizing the huge power gap between the two sides, he quickly made a decision.

You have to rely on cleverness to break free.

In an instant, several solutions appeared in his mind, and then he decisively chose one, and suddenly used the strength of the opponent to fly his feet into the air, then exhausted all his strength, and at the same time, the Yuan force was running wildly, and kicked fiercely towards the opponent's chest go!

Bang!
However, what made him desperate was that the Luofeng Sect disciple didn't seem to notice it, looked at him ferociously and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I'm so hungry! I'm so hungry! Let me eat you!"

"Let me go!

eat!
Now!
you! "

Then he rushed towards An Ning suddenly.

An Ning was at a loss, with despair in his eyes, how could this happen.

Survivors: 17
(End of this chapter)